'A River of Waters of Life'

Exists a turbulent dark thunderous sea
churning up seaweed, plus mire.
Wicked ones lacking calmness. No rest. Any.
Yet, true peace, meek ones desire.

Yes.

"And I saw a new heaven and a new earth;
for the former... passed away".
Wicked to "shrivel like green new grass." Firth-less.
Hope in Jah. Forever. Stay.

For,

"There is no peace," says my God, "for the wicked.""
Must pray: "Lead me in the way
of eternity." Unlike lamb in thicket.
Drink from pure waters today.

For "a loud voice from the throne" (of God) did say:
"He will wipe out every tear".
"Death will be no more". Neither "Mourning". "Pain". Decay.
God's tent protecting from fear.

"A river of water of life," crystal clear
flowing from God's and Lamb's throne
"down the middle of its main street." "Come!" Meek. Near.
"On both sides of" river known:

"Trees of life producing 12 crops of fruit," fresh
"for the healing of" nations.
Jah’s provision through Christ sinful mankind blessed.
"Leaves of the trees" not rationed.

"And the spirit and the bride keep on saying,"
"Let anyone thirsting come;
let anyone who wishes" not delaying
"take life’s water free."... Welcome!

"Lame will leap like the deer," "waters will burst forth
in the wilderness, streams. Sprays.
"Yes, a way called the Way of Holiness." True north.

"It is reserved for the one walking on the way;
With "no one foolish" to stray
on it. Forever, "Grief and sighing will flee away."

Yes, "he showed me a river of water of life,
clear as crystal, flowing out
from the throne of God and of the Lamb" without strife.

"Because the Lamb, who is in the midst of the throne,
will shepherd them and will guide them
to springs of waters of life." Glorious days known.

Promised: "God will wipe out every tear from their eyes.”
"Let anyone who wishes take life’s water free."
"Let no man deprive you of the eternalprize"

Living under own vine in real security!

Write a poem for contest The River - Georgespeechley

        The River
Any River and either how you see it or what it means to you.
Rhyme only Please
No Prewrites

The Spirit and the Bride Keep On Saying: ‘Come!’”
https://wol.jw.org/en/wol/d/r1/lp-e/2010124#h=5:0-9:48 © an hour ago, Lucretia Mccloud    love poems• hope poems • spiritual poems • teen poems • misc poems

That Glorious Day!

As done in long ago days of ancient/old
praise because of salvation will again be sung
unitedly joyful,

internationally bold. Sounds of exultation. Sounds of rejoicing.

Voices of ones saying: “Give thanks to Jehovah of armies, for Jehovah is good;

his loyal love endures forever!”’ For "A nation that is keeping faithful conduct." It definitely could!

Safeguarded--"those who fully lean on you;"

granted "them continuous peace,
because it is in you that they trust." Thankfully,
anxious stress brought to tranquil ease.

"Trust in Jehovah forever,
For Jah Jehovah is the eternal Rock."

Because he is upright,
paths of the righteous he will smooth.
In finality's grateful end
wickedness' rampage will be gloriously removed.

Although, for now as David extolled:

"In the night I long for you with my whole being,
Yes, my spirit keeps looking for you;

For when there are judgments from you for the earth,
The inhabitants of the land learn about righteousness."

"For as the earth brings forth its sprouts
and as the garden makes what is sown in it sprout,
so will the Sovereign Lord Jehovah
cause righteousness and praise to sprout

before all the nations."

Since, "even if the wicked is shown favor,
he will not learn righteousness. Even in the land of uprightness
he will act wickedly,

And he will not see the majesty of Jehovah.

O Jehovah, your hand is raised, but they do not see it."

But, "they will see your zeal for your people
and be put to shame.

Yes, the fire for your adversaries will consume them."

"O Jehovah, you will grant us peace,"

"O Jehovah our God,
other masters besides you have ruled over us,
But we make mention of your name alone."

We pray before that day to come when you will say:

"Go, my people, enter your inner rooms,
And shut your doors behind you.

Hide yourself for a brief moment
Until the wrath has passed by."

"For look! Jehovah is coming from his place
To call the inhabitants of the land to account for their error,
And the land will expose her bloodshed
And will no longer cover over her slain.”

"The righteous one will rejoice because he has seen the vengeance;

His feet will be drenched with the blood of the wicked.

Then men will say:
“Surely there is a reward for the righteous.

There is indeed a God who judges in the earth.”"

Based upon Isaiah chapter 26, also:
Those days will be days of a tribulation such as has not occurred from the beginning of the creation that God created until that time.—Mark 13:19.
We are living in what the Bible calls “the last days,” and straight ahead is a tribulation like nothing that has occurred before. (2 Tim. 3:1) Furthermore, Satan and his demons have been cast out of heaven and are confined to the vicinity of the earth, resulting in intense woe for earth’s inhabitants. (Rev. 12:9, 12) We have been commissioned to carry out a historic and unprecedented preaching campaign that is reaching peoples and language groups as never before! To keep receiving God’s blessing, we need to pay attention to all the directions provided through the Christian congregation. Having an obedient spirit now will help us to follow directions during the “great tribulation,” which will eliminate Satan’s entire evil system. (Matt. 24:21) Thereafter, we will need new directions for new world living. w16.03 4:16, 18 © 2 hours ago, Lucretia Mccloud    hope poems • love poems • pain poems • sad poems • society poems

Anew

Musicality of divine words
exhaling simple truths

graciously tendered as symphonies resplendent 
conveyed on intoxicating waves

of viable proof

enthralls those in humility drawn.
As Christ himself stated:

"No man
can come to me

unless
the Father, who sent me,
draws him"

since mankind's spirit of Satan spawns
an angry agitated black violent sea

of oblivious or indifferent
rebellious humanity

righteously hated

necessitating 

a loving just Creator's
total annihilation
of international arrogant airs

of which a vast majority of humans
tragically share.

Entrusted to meek receptive hearts 
absorbing melodic tunes of phrases

generously imparted

invoking ruminative
pensive musings

unabating till deeply
intensely rooted

bestowing seasons of growth

induced

feelings
of thankfulness
spontaneously proclaimed
after visions of beauty
awe us to exclaim:

“You are worthy,
Jehovah our God,

to receive the glory
and the honor
and the power,

because you created all things,

and because of your will
they came into existence and were created.”

He deserves
engenders our trust.

Displaying loyalty to him
in all things

a must

as joyously
we unitedly sing praises

while awaiting the finality
of wickedness' reign over everything.

But let us not forget:

"Jehovah is near
to all those calling on him,

To all who call on him in truth."
In Sincerity. In reverential fear.

So dear ones,

"Search for Jehovah
while he may be found.

Call to him while he is near."

This invitation extended for a mere
short time more around our globe.

It's ring to honest-hearted
even to those or ours dearly departed?

Crystal Clear.

For a call to all
in obedience

to adhere

whether alive
at this system's final end
or already

fallen asleep in death

God through Christ
will ensure lives of these

lovingly

Restarted.

The Almighty's Purpose:
Universal.

Anew.

Because,

"There are new heavens
and a new earth

that we are awaiting

according to his promise,

and in these

Righteousness Is To Dwell."

Psalm 145:18; Isaiah 55:6; 2 Peter  3:13; Revelation 4:11.

"With that I heard a loud voice from the throne say: “Look! The tent of God is with mankind, and he will reside with them, and they will be his people. And God himself will be with them. 4 And he will wipe out every tear from their eyes, and death will be no more, neither will mourning nor outcry nor pain be anymore. The former things have passed away.”"

Revelation 21:3, 4.
"Do not be amazed at this, for the hour is coming in which all those in the memorial tombs will hear his voice 29 and come out, those who did good things to a resurrection of life, and those who practiced vile things to a resurrection of judgment." John 5:28, 29.© 41 minutes ago, Lucretia Mccloud    misc poems • sad poems • society poems • spiritual poems • teen poems

One Lovely Truth

I'd trade a thousand lovely lies, for one painful truth
I shall not despise.

Cinderella wasn't a happily ever after.
Millions of divorces deride in tragic proof.

Swatting flies with our wedding certificate
symbolizing how a roaring flame dwindles,
if not even singly inflamed,
into embers dying growing steadily
insignificant. Like the feather
weighing more than all the love
you left me. Nearly broken.
Under a bleeding moon.

Then poof!

Flying to Death.
Leaving the Living behind

though, never ready, when it's saying goodbye...

Yet, there exists a heroism in
the silence of accepting the end

as one Can't save a falling star.

A third of the heavens ousted down
exemplify this terrifying truism

our earth now
their iniquitous
demonistic
lar.

That traveling light fleeing your sight?
If you can see it, its dead.

Dead still
when you gaze again

pretending that it'll never end.

Love
unfilled

leaves

dried out one's will to live
if not forgiving
oneself and others
freely

letting go.

Until,
fulfilled:

"Your dead will live.
My corpses will rise up.

Awake and shout joyfully,
You residents in the dust!

For your dew is as the dew of the morning,

And the earth will let those powerless in death come to life."

So,

"Enjoy life with your beloved wife all the days of your futile life,
which He has given you under the sun,

all the days of your futility,

for that is your lot in life
and in your hard work at which you toil under the sun.

Whatever your hand finds to do, do with all your might, for there is no work nor planning nor knowledge nor wisdom in the Grave, where you are going."

A 'truth' painful or lovely to you?

Inspired by: https://allpoetry.com/poem/13390124-Id-trade-a-thousand-lovely-lies--for-one-painful-truth-by-Judas-Kiss-noguest

based upon: Eccl. 9:9,10; Is. 26:19 For contest: Write a poem for contest (Hypothetically)-Goodbye - Judas Kiss
Lets say hypothetically I don't have long to live.

Lets say ive got a few months at most.


Read through my poetry,
go back to the very beginning if you want or pick a poem from anywhere in between then and now. Write me a poem inspired by it, but dont copy it, obviously make it yours. Feel it. Make me feel it again.

I want a jaw dropping masterpiece before i'm gone, and so im adding all the points ive saved up over the last few months.  All at once.

- Poems must be powerful, I will disqualify half-hearted attempts. Give me something real.
- Rhyme or free verse, whichever. Abstract, acrostic, shape-form doesn't matter as long as Its good.

- I prefer rather long poems, but if they're short make sure they're poignant.
(So, at least 20 lines, and no limit to how many you can have.)

- put the Poem you read in AUTHORS NOTES.

((I don't want poems telling me goodbye, or well wishes or any of that, I've come to terms with the hypothetical future. I want something that I can remember about allpoetry. This site has been a huge part of my life and this contest will be my goodbye. "Hypothetically".))

© 41 minutes ago, Lucretia Mccloud    society poems • nature poems • love poems • hope poems • death poems

He Reigns!

Upon the Mount of Olives, Christ privately sat with four disciples when they of him asked: “What will be the sign of your presence and the conclusion of the system of things?” curiously putting him to prophetic task.

"For just as the days of Noah were, so the presence of the Son of man will be. For as they were in those days before the Flood, eating and drinking, men marrying and women being given in marriage, until the day that Noah entered into the ark, and they took no note until the Flood came and swept them all away, so the presence of the Son of man will be."

"Keep awake!" Christians advised to heed, for you see, His "Presence" denotes invisibility commencing with Jesus’ installation as King in 1914 cleansing the heavens of Satan and his wicked demons--His preliminary happifying thing.

Then down to the earth, "Woe!" WWI demonstrating the ride of the Four Horsemen had begun. Christ seated on His white horse as the Daystar He Arose, although a majority continues in wicked fun he them opposes until the “great tribulation,” begins. Then, the finality, all wicked immersed in their wickedness "saying to the mountains, ‘Fall over us!’ and to the hills, ‘Cover us over!’" since about to meet their tragic end.

So the question, "why do you stand here, looking into the sky?" with its angelic response indicates a spiritual readiness Jesus' disciples needed to urgently comply during "critical times" when His Reign over our earth invisible proceeded.

Contest:Scripture Reading Acts 1:11 
Please write a poem 12-20 lines, rhyme preferred but free verse acceptable, based on the following Scripture as your prompt:

"Men of Galilee," they said, "why do you stand here, looking into the sky? This same Jesus, who has been taken from you into heaven, will come back in the same way you have seen him go into heaven." Acts 1:11

Thank you  and God Bless You.
Presence https://wol.jw.org/en/wol/d/r1/lp-e/1200003548?q=Acts+1%3A11&p=par © 2 hours ago, Lucretia Mccloud   spiritual poems • hope poems • love poems • teen poems • society poems

We Pray

A battle rages continuously
into these turbulent nights
for "unalienable rights"--

not to be transferred, nor sold
as our Creator benevolent, righteous, just,
each individual a vessel entrusted
to hold eternally: life, liberty, happiness.

So why this vile coldness taken hostage our world?

Why does blood sprinkle or gush, swirl
upon our land
as if hands or hearts pushed into metal fans whirling
to mankind cripple from extending brotherly help
to all successfully stand?

How does one exit this dense fog,
this black ink spilled as oil upon a verdant soil

expanding,

degenerate in its consummation wholly of man's integrity
once available in the highest courts of justice
upon sincere humane demand?

There exists a mental darkness
alienated from the life, the light that belongs to God

because of an ignorance that feeds one.

An insensitivity
that breeds in one's heart.

Evil feeds on ignorance.

As the apostle Paul reputed as a gentle, affectionate man expending himself unselfishly grand in his service of Christian brothers

once “breathing threat and murder”
against this very same band

once admitted:

"I was ignorant,”
although formerly he had “a zeal for God;

but not according to accurate knowledge.”

Today, many sincere people too
engage in atrocious acts
due to a lack of correct understanding

God’s will
wholeheartedly
to do.

Cautioned Christ's followers:

“The hour is coming when everyone that kills you
will imagine he has rendered a sacred service to God.

But they will do these things
because they have not come to know
either the Father or me.”

Liberties, property and/or lives stolen,
not even borrowed

from subjects loving, obedient in lands subjugated to abject violence to an accelerated degree.

Sure, persecutors many
profess servitude to God and Jesus; blessed.

Yet influenced by false religious beliefs plus traditions
they exercise injustices without requisite contrition.

However, returning evil for evil is not how Christians follow Jesus’ exhortation: “Continue to love your enemies and to pray for those persecuting you."

We hope
pray for changes of heart,
as did Saul,

so that recognized
"inalienable rights" of many
will speedily push through.
.

https://www.jw.org/en/news/legal/by-region/russia/supreme-court-ruling-negative-impact-jehovahs-witnesses/
John 16:2, 3; Matthew 5:44 © 4 hours ago, Lucretia Mccloud    sad poems • society poems • pain poems • love poems • hope poems

Our Battle

Our battle

daily
intense

spiritual armor our best defense
as a bleakness worldwide
drains the soul.

Life eternal
heavenly or earthly
a Christian's goal.

Forward onward
oh his people armored up
though with no false steeple to control

hungry masses

angry crowds
as foaming waves
to distant shores thrashes.

Forward marching
straight ahead

through this majority
faithless

dead.

But, the Word of God
wielded as swords pierces deeply
reaching inwards

seeks God's love
undeserved, yet, mercifully expressed

as received

His benevolent
rewards.

So spiritual soldiers resist a world emboldened
leaving wicked marks. Striking his blows,

not against the wind

his relationship with his Creator
He staunchly defends.

Not with lip service does he pretend
to honor the Almighty, who will universally win
against wicked sons dishonored.

A righteous soldier
Christ Jesus, his loyal one

sponsors.

In imitation of this model
true believers of him follow

not to carry the literal sword in battle.

A neutral stand
will not their courage
rattle.

To love his fellow man
is not

considered shallow.

For a clean white garb
worn in justice and loyalty
by all obedient humanity beating
"Swords into plowshares"

will deem them worthy

to live in
"brotherly love and affection"
with fellow soldiers equally dressed

in love truly possessed

from now into eternity!

"Let the heavens rejoice!"
Then soon our earth will too

as the battle is not ours to fight.

Christ and His heavenly army
will loving justice
for us

pursue

with the Almighty's backing
and powerful might.

Symbolic Use. In defending his apostleship in his letter to the congregation at Corinth, Paul wrote: “Who is it that ever serves as a soldier at his own expense?” (1Co 9:7) Although Paul had not accepted material help from the Corinthians, he here argued that, as a soldier in the service of his Master Christ, he certainly had authority to do so. Paul also considered as soldiers of Christ those who worked in cooperation with him in the preaching of the good news, calling them ‘fellow soldiers.’—Php 2:25; Phm 2.
To Timothy, who was charged with a heavy responsibility by Paul, the apostle wrote: “As a fine soldier of Christ Jesus take your part in suffering evil. No man serving as a soldier involves himself in the commercial businesses of life, in order that he may gain the approval of the one who enrolled him as a soldier.” (2Ti 2:3, 4) A good soldier expects hardships, and he knows the need to be ready to serve at all times and to endure under the most trying conditions. As long as he is in a war he does not look for comfort and that which pleases him. His time and energy are at the command of his superior. Moreover, a soldier gives up business, farm, trade, or vocation in order to serve. He does not get involved in other things that would take his mind and energy away from the all-important fight in which he is engaged. Otherwise, it would likely cost him his life or it would cost the lives of those depending on him. According to historians, Roman soldiers were not allowed to engage in any trade and were forbidden to act as tutors or as curators to an estate so that they would not be diverted from their purpose as soldiers. Even under the Mosaic Law, the newly married man, or the man with a house he had not dedicated or a vineyard from which he had not received fruit, was exempt from military service. And a man who was fearful would certainly make a bad soldier and would break down the morale of his fellow soldiers; therefore such a man was exempt under the Law. (De 20:5-8) So Christians, both Jewish and Gentile, would readily get the force of Paul’s illustration.
In a letter to the Ephesians, Paul outlined clearly that the fight of the Christian soldier is not against blood and flesh but is against “the wicked spirit forces in the heavenly places.” Therefore the armor necessary for this fight could not be obtained from worldly sources, but it had to be the armor from Jehovah God, who brings victory under his army Commander, Jesus Christ.—Eph 6:11-17. © 9 hours ago, Lucretia Mccloud    spiritual poems • teen poems • hope poems • love poems • pain poems

Faith

Seen

sunrises heartrending
reoccurring

as dismal days
emerge between

salivate

for banqueted dreams:

death
obliterated

cleansing streams

effusive praise
sprouting

paradisiac gleams

of bounteous
blessings

obtained
from

Eternal King

unseen.

Write a poem for contest Brevity 30 words or less ''FAITH'' - Gab Ambros Wiest

Brevity 30 words
or less ''FAITH''

http://allpoetry.com/poem/13338970-Faith-by-Gab_Ambros_WiestBrevity 30 words
or less

enjoy writing.

Based on:
"Faith is the assured expectation of what is hoped for, the evident demonstration of realities that are not seen." Hebrews 11:1 © 4 minutes ago, Lucretia Mccloud    spiritual poems • hope poems • love poems • nature poems • misc poems

A Most Gracious Host

'Beloved children'
gifts receive

none showing more benevolence
resplendence

than many of these:

Sunsets glorious
moonlit skies
butterflies flitting here to there
beautiful
colorful before our eyes

waterfalls refreshing
thundering from high
rivers crystal
tranquil our row
oceans too to sail...

no we cannot these despise

the lady bug
an ardent ant

a lion's roar
a rabbit's hop
a robin's chant

luscious peaches
dripping down one's chin

dolphins at play
chimpanzees' grin

tropical breezes
cleansing rains

majestic mountains
to ease stress' pain.

A tip of the glacier
this tiny list

authenticates

a Most Gracious Host
loving

does exist.

***written for contest: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2686675-Spruce-Up

Based upon: "For his invisible qualities are clearly seen from the world’s creation onward, because they are perceived by the things made, even his eternal power and Godship, so that they are inexcusable." Romans 1:20  © 13 hours ago, Lucretia Mccloud    love poems • spiritual poems • teen poems • society poems • family poems

A Generation Into Eternity

"A generation is going,
and a generation is coming,

but the earth remains forever."

Forever,
as cycles of winters and springs?

Forever,
as rivers and gentle streams?

Forever,
the stars and glorious moon?

Or

Forever,
the people
with no space
or room?

Forever,
a person with food and a place.

Forever,
living with dignity. Grace.

Forever,
praising
the Creator
of the human race.

Forever,
an opportunity
to chose life and exist
as long as the sun

enjoying

lovely
the songs of the loon.

Forever,
the earth a welcoming home
beautiful

with love soon
to internationally bloom.

Forever and ever.
A chance to partake

since

Death
will no longer
destroy
and consume.

This invite
Our Almighty

did make.

Based on: "Even when I am old and gray, O God, do not abandon me. Let me tell the next generation about your power and about your mightiness to all those who are to come." Psalm 71:17, 19; Eccl. 1:4; John 17:3; Psalm 37: 10, 11, 29.

http://wol.jw.org/en/wol/d/r1/lp-e/402014686?q=living+forever&p=par

Contest: Generations
PROMPT: Generation/Generations! write about your generation, future generations, past generations. write about your thoughts and how you feel about your generation OR advice you want to give to other generations...


RULES:
Form: you can write your poem in freeverse, rhyme, haibun, brevity, haiku, tanka...etc.

***

LINK: (the below link is to inspire and to get more knowledge about generations):
http://www.marketingteacher.com/the-six-living-generations-in-america/

Some Examples of Generation names:

Baby Boomers
Generation X
Generation Y
Generation Z

© a year ago, Lucretia Mccloud    future poems • hope poems • love poems • spiritual

Freedom

Is your 'Freedom'
really 'free'

where 'no strings attached'
can't lasso back past actions

which can/do entangle
one's presently desired
carefree life

to an inability

physically or mentally
to cope

because a slip-knotted
conscienceless
strong
moral-less
rope

strangles all future hope

of healthy
peaceful
familial living?

Is this intelligent
unseen master of your 'liberty'

loving

or dark
relentless in his wicked pursuit

yet, thankless when given servitude?

Can he promise actual eternity?

Or does he invent lies
as he goes

controlling those who know not of a spiritual road leading to a mountain streaming international humbled souls

once beaten or threatened by his angry roaring fearsomely
to manipulate a blind stumbling humanity?

Goals

simply helps one slip through cords squeezing this major hoard into disharmony:

Envision a future in loyal gratitude
to One already providing goodness, graciousness,
kindness to mankind

despite ignorance or belligerent attitudes,

instead of rudeness, wickedness, treachery
confining to promised none existence

forever

not an 'immortality' of speculative mind.

Envision inhabiting this land cleansed of wickedness
supplied with a banquet of succulent plenty,

fruits, wines,
bread and cheeses
of a varied kind

learning to live in perfect harmony
with the universe

one another
brothers and sisters

mastering skills which seem deemed
only to a captivating few

whereas,
this world is composed of a talented
multitude

of a inspired
'many'

with ancient ones returned
or any and all

who survived God's Final War

educated
to spurn badness
love righteousness

infinitely.

This is true 'Freedom'
promised

rejected by the masses
as 'utopia'

fantasy
hopeless

while presenting as truth
a plethora of myths

derived
over time,

yet unproven
yes, baseless.

Freedom or free-will
grants us the ability to choose

now

before an door of prophesied opportunity
is locked

closed forevermore.

Before God's tolerance of ignorance, slander, hatred,
ends labeling it... Too Late

with a key to true knowledge
extracted

as classes already begun

have further entry
blocked.

And outside the 'interior rooms'

an anointed King and his 'just' army rides
to destroy

to eternally eliminate those promoting
ancient crippling

God-less
traditions or lore.

Based upon this article: The New World's Foundation Now Being Formed https://wol.jw.org/en/wol/d/r1/lp-e/1101992010?q=new+world&p=par © 8 minutes ago, Lucretia Mccloud   hope poems • love poems • pain poems • sad poems • society poems

He Was Always

He was always
from creation's beginning
an exact reflection of brilliant light

love
wisdom
supreme might.

He was always a son beloved
under a benevolent gaze beaming
since obedient to parental directions loving
he esteemed His Father as The Ultimate Being.

First born of all. Lover of righteousness.
A spiritual son of myriads to follow.

A heavenly brother
exhibiting a humble disposition

demonstrating no arrogant
belittling criticisms
for siblings

difficult to swallow.

Perfect

as thirst-quenching water
from a glorious crystal stream
when parched after efforts strenuous

imperfect ours deemed.

He was always
polished as a diamond
gleaming brighter insight
even when crushed under pressuring extremes

earnest prayer required to finish his fight.

His life sacrificed
a beauteous gift given
then raised back to this highly glorified position

permitting a threaded connection
with a comforting Father
if sins acknowledged,
then heartfelt in petition
to be mercifully forgiven.

Upon life-giving food spiritual
allow oneself to be fed.

Unlike some disobedient
once spiritual brothers
who abused their free-will
allowing satanic thoughts to corrupt their hearts
by dark desires then led.

Yet, when rebellion heavenly occurred
this first-born Son in loyalty anointed to cleanse
his Father's abode of a disobedient disruptive third.

Now we live during a time of magnificent revealing
though a period of churning upheaval
as a veil to justice

concealing

but shepherded as sheep
or goat herds in future divided
by actions exhibited
after hearing God's word provided

Our choices made
show all
who our inclinations prefer
as ruler, as king.

But only through Jah's First-born
will real peace and security
to our universe
bring!

She was or he was always _____
On The Title You Pick
She Or He Was _________

You Pick She Or He Was

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Thank You All © an hour ago, Lucretia Mccloud   love poems • family poems • friendship poems • spiritual poems • teen poems

'Take the Lead'

In brotherly love
have tender affection for one another.
In showing honor to one another,
take the lead."

"Take the lead."
"Take the lead."

If these words stand out
have we not overshot the bull's-eye of Paul's words
in
deed?

"Have tender affection for one another."

Tender as filet mignon easy to...
chew? Not on your brother.

Should we not grease him down
with healing words
kind

as we do with cute kittens,
little puppies?

Even if poor, limping,
blind to advantages others find
to open life's necessities' door
more easily?

If in the lead
can we extend back a hand in speed?

Not keep score
counting paces between you and them
whom we haven't yet learned to adore?

Isn't equality as humans what we should seek for?

Not necessarily of material advantages
of what we speak.

Shoulder-to-shoulder,
not shoving, but loving
showing "honor to one another"?

Is this the way I "take the lead"?

Based on Romans 12:10 © 4 minutes ago, Lucretia Mccloud   love poems • society poems • friendship poems • teen poems • spiritual poems

"From Death I Will Recover Them"

Corals, octopuses, sharks
exist beyond our breath to reach

great fish
exclaim in vibrant colors,
vast shapes, His fame:

"O the depth
of God’s riches and wisdom
and knowledge!"

Proclaimed
His name:

"Know that Jehovah is the true God".

"How unsearchable his judgments...,
beyond tracing out his ways are!"

"There is none like you among the gods,
O Jehovah" by far. "There are no works like yours."

Universally we sing your praise.
Yes, you we worship, adore, eternally. Always.

"For who in the skies can compare to Jehovah?
Who among the sons of God is like Jehovah?"

"See now that I—I am he,
And there are no gods apart from me.

I put to death, and I make alive."

Yes, this Job knew
his trials faithfully he did survive:

"O that in the Grave
you would conceal me,"
before he knew if Jah would heal thee.

"That you would hide me
until your anger passes by,"
is how most feel as adversity thrashes.

"That you would set a time limit for me
and remember me!"

As if to say:
'Resurrect me to blissful peace and security
under your Grand Loving Sovereignty.'

This be our prayer
this be our plea
from all obedient mankind for an eternity.

Job provided us faithful proof:
That "The true God is for us a God who saves;
And Jehovah the Sovereign Lord
provides escape from death."

Promised: "From the power of the Grave
I will redeem them;From death I will recover them.

Where are your stings, O Death?
Where is your destructiveness, O Grave?"“Death, where is your victory?
Death, where is your sting?”"

When unified all mankind to ring out in joy
as back to life

Jehovah through Christ

Our loved ones resurrected
yes they will bring!

Psalm 86:8; De 32:39; Job 14:13; Ps 30:3; 49:15; 68:20; Ho 13:14; Joh 11:24, 25; 1Co 15:55 © 21 minutes ago, Lucretia Mccloud   hope poems • love poems • death poems • family poems • friendship poems

WORTHY OF LIFE

enslaved to hollows
excavated by trends

emptiness echoes
blackness within

how does one weed out greedy feeds
on ravenous desires sinful?

or out distance pressuring peers who do spin
one's world towards treacherous bends
no longer thrilling but vengeful?

will I skip happily free if traveling alone
straight paths even if sunshine should 'bling' life new
like a convertible chromed ride?

the plight of youth sadly today
as social media friends 'unfriend' or sway to defame
characters in a 'click of a mouse'

victims 'hung' lifeless
dangling in closets while lightening technology
divides family sanely housed,

dysfunction concealed until suicide reveals
what consciences grieving no longer can hide.

is this tragically where many stories eternally will end?
held in palms of cold powerful hands

your life to depend?

worthy of life,
not deserved 'cause of actions perfect

gifted

to be recalled
'righteous' and 'unrighteous'
back to learn

what a Creator desires to teach
all righteous humans

perfection to earn

so do not spurn a book ancient
divine which leads the way to life

enlightening hearts
broadening minds

'broad is the way the road to death'
but narrow and cramped
temporarily

is the way

bereft meek ones 
choose their life to spend

for promised:

"You open your hand
and satisfy the desire
of every living thing."

left remaining on an earth
a just King will thoroughly cleanse
of wicked humanity

toll bells to ring symbolically

ones granted
'worthy of life'

Eternal praises
to our Grand Creator
melodiously

yes,
universally
everlastingly
in gratitude

to harmoniously sing.

first write entitled: Worthy https://allpoetry.com/poem/12129725--Worthy--by-Lucretia-Mccloud
Write a poem for contest Nostalgic Muses - Gradient
Good evening, fellow poets!~

I have returned with a new contest as the school year closes and the long-lived memories of many come to a close.

This time, I want you poets to pick one of your older writes and be inspired by it. Rewrite the piece, or write a different one based on its nature and musings. Whichever suits your fancy is eligible.

If you are wondering what I considered 'Older' writes, then I will gladly explain. The piece you choose must be within the first four pages of the 'List' tab under your profile. If you only have writes that fill one page, then pick the first poem you published on the site. If you have less than four pages worth of poems, choose a piece from the anterior third page to the first. Etcetera, etcetera...

As for rules, there are no reserves, poems submitted must be at most 140 words long, and please place the link or title of the chosen piece in your A/N. Any style is accepted, just no vulgarity or adult-oriented writes please.

Happy Writing! ~
PS: I WILL do my very best to judge this contest earlier this time...

Based upon: "For the creation was subjected to futility, not by its own will, but through the one who subjected it, on the basis of hope that the creation itself will also be set free from enslavement to corruption and have the glorious freedom of the children of God." Romans 8:20, 21; Revelation 21:1-7 © 30 minutes ago, Lucretia Mccloud   hope poems • love poems • friendship poems • pain poems • sad poems