Christian Poetry and Spoken Word Media for Churches and Faith

Mother's Heart

08.05.2022 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word Written by: W Grieve

Hear my mother’s heart
Manawa, pulse
The heartbeat you hear
connecting you to the centre.

The heartbeat you heard
before you were reborn
to new life,
The heartbeat you heard
knowing you are home
knowing you are fearfully
and wonderfully made,
The heartbeat you felt
in the intimate depths
in the womb of my love,
The heartbeat you know
secures your future
Entrusts you
with a hope
for your soul
that will echo
forever
into your life.

Starting Thoughts:
God's mother heart. A special Mothers' Day poem - spoken word about the love of God as a mother and the heartbeat that resonates with us.
Poem Topic Tags: #connections, #events, #future, #heart, #heartbeat, #hope, #life, #made, #mother, #security, #soul, #trust,
Posting Tags: #artist, #christ, #christian, #church, #creativewriting, #edapp, #edchat, #edtech, #elearning, #GlobalEd, #god, #instawrite, #jesus, #lrnchat, #mlearning, #poems, #poetry, #poetrycommunity, #poetryinmotion, #poetryisnotdead, #poetsofinstagram, #schools, #spilledink, #spokenword, #teaching, #TT, #typewriter, #videos, #wordsmith, #writing, #writinglife

End

19.01.2022 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word Written by: W Grieve

Expanding universes dissipate
into cold empty space
life ceases
losing time's knowledge,
Left only are
all moments within itself
God - before, now and after
Ever young, ever ancient
beyond the ages
beyond filling the universe…
God is.

Starting Thoughts:
God exists in what we know and beyond what we know: space, time, creation, nothing, light, emotions, humanity… omnipresent
Poem Topic Tags: #ancient, #creation, #existence, #old #omnipresence, #presence, #space, #time, #timeless, #universe, #young,
Posting Tags: #artist, #christ, #christian, #church, #creativewriting, #edapp, #edchat, #edtech, #elearning, #GlobalEd, #god, #instawrite, #jesus, #lrnchat, #mlearning, #poems, #poetry, #poetrycommunity, #poetryinmotion, #poetryisnotdead, #poetsofinstagram, #schools, #spilledink, #spokenword, #teaching, #TT, #typewriter, #videos, #wordsmith, #writing, #writinglife

The Presence of Christ

29.05.2021 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word Written by: W Grieve

Christ with me
before me
behind me,
Christ in me
beneath me
above me,
Christ on my left
on my right
on my mind,
Christ where I lie
where I sit
where I arise,
Christ before time
Christ beyond time
Christ embedded in time.

Christ in the laughter of a child
Christ in the roar of the waves

Christ the light in my eyes
Christ in every eye that sees me

Christ in the depths of my heart
Christ in every heart that meets me

Christ in the words I breathe
Christ in the words I hear

Christ is truth
Christ is Hope
Christ is Salvation

Christ’s story
Christ’s love
infinity forever with us.

With thanks to Saint Patrick 500AD, Ireland

Starting Thoughts:
The infinity of God in: space, time, creation, nothing, light, emotions, humanity… omnipresent
Poem Topic Tags: #closeness, #everywhere, #heart, #hope, #infinity, #laughter, #light, #love, #omnipresence, #presence, #time, #truth
Posting Tags: #artist, #creativewriting, #edapp, #edchat, #edtech, #elearning, #GlobalEd, #god, #instawrite, #jesus, #lrnchat, #mlearning, #poems, #poetry, #poetrycommunity, #poetryinmotion, #poetryisnotdead, #poetsofinstagram, #schools, #spilledink, #spokenword, #teaching, #TT, #typewriter, #videos, #wordsmith, #writing, #writinglife

Finally

20.10.2019 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word Written by: W Grieve

Tangled lines
chatter bustle
snarled mix
traffic rage hustle
had disorientated my mind
city craziness,
In the midst
a bird called
perched
four floors up,
perched
above one reality,
Finally,
I got the message
and the world suspended
upside down
in crazy tilts,
a frozen
life moment
and I lived
in a new
now moment
Seeing green trees
blue sky
life,
Feeling warm breezes
flower scents
me.

Starting Thoughts: Waking up to a reality inside a reality can be triggered by very small things; a smell, a sound, a feeling. And then the small moments can speak louder than the hustle of a city.
Poem Topic Tags: #hope, #meditation, #moments-in-time, #sounds, #surprises, #creation, #busy
Posting Tags: #artist, #christian, #creativewriting, #instawrite, #poems, #poetry, #poetsofinstagram, #poetryisnotdead, #poetrycommunity, #poetryinmotion, #spilledink, #spokenword, #typewriter, #videos, #wordsmith, #writing, #writinglife, #writerscommunity, #writerscorner, #writersofinstagram,

Detatched

10.02.2019 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word Written by: W Grieve

It is like I
am in a darkened room
watching the screen
of what God is doing,
I see the picture, the movements
hear the voices
playing out our world,
but feelings and reality are
Detached, emotions not engaged
I desire more...

Can I not stand on
wind waved
tussock folded mountains
firm in the love
that sustains the universe?
Connected to the wild, freedom
river's life source
alive in the river,
Can I not bend
a knee and bow
kneel on the mountain
stone dirt track
the journey path
Kneel
before a king with the
power to raise the dead
and kiss a child,

Can I not look closer
and see the small delicate star
flowers hidden in the grass
blue and white dots
attention to DNA detail
in a vast landscape,
Can I not wait, stilled
intimate in the silence
prepared to hear His voice,
Can I not stand again
shout outpouring praise
that echoes a thousand valleys
Reverberating across the plains
to the white capped rolling seas,
Can I not awaken the land
with my call to prayer
A call to roots planted
deep in God's heart
A generation
established strong
stepping out
reviving outpouring
the ancient future
promises...

It is Time!

Can I not?
Can I not...
Can I not!
I Can!

Prompt
A prophetic call to come closer to God, to be with Him, intimate, and shouting in worship to Him knowing it is time for revival in us and the world around.
Poem Tags
#action, #christian, #generations, #identity, #intimacy #king, #kneel, #momentsintime, #poem, #poetry, #promises, #quiettime, #spokenword, #stillness, #time, #god, #call

Feeling detached, dry, apart from God, revival in intimacy and prayer with God

Tags: kneel, jesus, revival, prayer, time

Story of Hope

29.04.2018 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word Written by: W Grieve

The power
of the holy word,
designing the
creator's desires;
He spoke
and atoms responded,
cataclysmic purposes
and the story of
God's heart birthed
a beyond universe,
sun stars, expanding galaxies
a perfectly spinning Earth
a people, families
a journey.

Time revolved...
Slices of
God-human struggles, worship,
hopes, dreams, victories,
questions, thoughts, languages,
captured in memories,
recorded on stone, the first papyrus,
evolving into paper,
accounts of God
and His creation,
Reminders of how
God desired relationship
with his people,
wanted to write
love on hearts of stone.
Time’s story
pointed to four letters
BC AD
and God's love was
rebirthed in the power
of His word,
the word was with
God, the word was God
And the word came to dwell
with us and walked Earth.

Transformation diaries, written
by those who lived with Jesus,
ate, slept, argued, hoped,
made mistakes, laughed,
looked at each other
across the fire sparks caught
in the Mediterranean air,
and wondered;
from those accounts
God's desire for us emerged
in the Word - the Bible.

Oh the story!
We were separated from God
searching for answers
and the answer lived
Life on earth,

Jesus Christ the Word.

Celebrate God's Word.

Tags: bible, word, creation, time, struggles

Rose

10.01.2016 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word |Seeker Written by: W Grieve

Memories eye
develops kaleidoscope colours
See this lady
my best friend
a gorgeous woman,
A colour burst
surrounded by intertwined roses
radiating grace, closeness
my love
my Rose.

Yellow diamonds spiral
iris widening past moments of
humour, the so positive lady
yet with hard edges
amazing toughness, perseverance.

Blue circles
the eyes pool depth
I journey with,
Enjoy looking into,
enjoy skipping stones
of reaction over.
Eyes now framed, bigger,
in reading glasses
for our mutual reading,
iPad screens,
comfortable couch silence
together independence.
I watch you
laugh, scroll, like and comment
and just enjoy the social you.

Rose,
Colour mixes of
passion, faith, directness and quick smiles
Words in Wisdom’s season
Amazing Mother
Incredible daughter
Beautiful wife.

You are
my time spanning
kaleidoscope poem,
my vision of
memories colour
my heart's
loving embrace.

Starting Thoughts: A marriage of decades to a wonderful woman-wife is a celebrated in this poem to growing old together.
Poem Topic Tags: #celebration, #colours, #family, #friend, #friendship, #heart, #love, #marriage, #personal, #seeker, #time, #wife
Posting Tags: #artist, #christian, #creativewriting, #instawrite, #poems, #poetry, #poetsofinstagram, #poetryisnotdead, #poetrycommunity, #poetryinmotion, #spilledink, #spokenword, #typewriter, #videos, #wordsmith, #writing, #writinglife, #writerscommunity, #writerscorner, #writersofinstagram,

Spoken word poetry celebrating a woman, marriage and friendship

Tags: love, wife, Marriage, time, friendship

Threads of Time

10.01.2016 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word Written by: W Grieve

Threads of time
Seconds of disaster
Eternity of pain

Then God walked
Entered the days, years
Of a planet micro spinning
In universe beyond vast ages

He loved deep
He knows you deep
His immense spirit
Calls you deep

Baby to man
Jesus Walked
He spoke
I am the Truth
I am the Way
I am the Life

Threads of time
Seconds of hope
Eternity of joy
Extreme Forever.

#christian, #future, #jesus, #life, #poem, #poetry, #time, #truth, #way #spokenword

Tags: truth, time, life, jesus, way

Released

22.07.2012 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word Written by: W Grieve

Desert suns
sear the future,
Too hot
life stands on shifting sands
Too sharp
heat binds the lungs,
Yet a coldness somehow
cloys the heart,
Where can I be that life is found?
How will I do more than survive?

A mirage shimmers
Life just seems fake.

Cracked lips
cry out ,
"Where are you God?"

In faith
seeing nothing
I stumble another step
I scrabble over
endless tops,
the next sand ridge
pours through
my sun seared encrusted fingers
and another image appears
is the real - fake
or the fake - real?

I stumble, sliding
down rivers of sand time
towards the green,
metamorphosing tree outlines,
an oasis,
a whole world's tip
like an iceberg of life
from underneath
this scorched world I am in.

How did I not know
God was in the desert?
A deep pool, cool, powerful life
Underground
There all the time
Water, bubbling, gushing
Extreme.

Through eyes half blind
I see water flowing to the surface,
singing to my soul,
Surrounding, penetrating
so real,
green life afresh.

A call
to drink deep,
to know an intimacy
of Christ in me,
A depth of love.
Refreshed.
Released.

Tags: dry, spirit, desert, water, time

Songbird of Meaning

02.04.1981 Filed in: Poetry |Seeker |Christian |Spoken Word Written by: W Grieve

I saw a songbird
dressed as a soldier
holding a melody
bayonet glinting in the sun,

A rhythm of
suspense beat moments,
blade razored to
the warm pulsating heart,

And time whistled
in a hole of death.

Written 1981 in university cafe. Not sure of the inspiration source but sometimes it just happens.

Matrix Moments

Media Moments: Question, reflect, connect

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Mother's Heart

End

The Presence of Christ

Finally

Detatched

Story of Hope

Rose

Threads of Time

Released

Songbird of Meaning