Christian Poetry and Spoken Word Media for Churches and Faith

We Build

08.07.2012 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word Written by: W Grieve

We build
the biggest machine
ever,
Powerful
electrical magnet
super chilled technology
kilometres of
tunnelled internal space
to collide the small unseen,
To discover:
theories
new realities
changing realities,
the God particle.

Where can we turn
that your hand
is not displayed?
Where your voice
is not the power that
holds our universe together?

We are space
in space
in expanding space
Sustained
by the Living God.

#christian,#collider, #hadron, #machines, #poems, #poetry, #power, #reality, #science, #space, #spokenword, #universe, #video

Technology and Science meet the God Particle Spoken Word

Channel Surfing

17.06.2012 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word |Seeker Written by: W Grieve

Channel surfing…
All I can eat
All mine
Yet never me,
Entertainment worlds in a button,
All the colour, life and choice,
Yet lifeless, death in pixels
Nothing that means,
No connections,
Ads and advertising
Promises and pleasures,
High definition creations
Giving blurred zero self-images
Unreal masquerades of the real.

Can I
Leave the hate
Lose the forgery and fakes
Vacate negativity
Cut the crap
from my life,
Take any truth
I hear and see
and become different?

In a world without reason
feeding lies to sensations
where lies my lifeline?

Starting Thoughts: We live in a saturated media world that is sucking more and more reality from our identity and relationships, death by a thousand pixels in many ways. Is there an answer to the rising mental health and anxiety issues in our world?
Poem Topic Tags: #death, #hate, #identity, #lies, #life, #meaning, #media, #reality, #reallife, #reasons
Posting Tags: #artist, #christian, #creativewriting, #instawrite, #poems, #poetry, #poetsofinstagram, #poetryisnotdead, #poetrycommunity, #poetryinmotion, #spilledink, #spokenword, #typewriter, #videos, #wordsmith, #writing, #writinglife, #writerscommunity, #writerscorner, #writersofinstagram,

Media and truth, reality and meaning, where is our lifeline Spoken Word Poetry

Clock Watching

16.06.2012 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word |Seeker Written by: W Grieve

In risky conversation
my words fell
into your listening ears
and I uneasily started…

Clock watching
the minutes
seconds
of day
pass
slower
Little dribbles
of leaked time
as I waited...

Nothing happened
no great drama
no loss of me
no laughter at me...

I realised
that while I have given
a part of me
never shared
It adds
to this world,
rarely subtracts...

Why was I worried?

Starting Thoughts: Sometimes, accidentally or deliberately we share something we've never told anyone before. It becomes a moment when we wonder what we have just risked, will it backfire? Will connection be broken as we share the pain, the struggle, the failure that we have been holding?
Poem Topic Tags: #body, #clock, #confess, #conversations, #friendship, #identity, #risks, #secrets, #seeker, #sharing, #time
Posting Tags: #artist, #christian, #creativewriting, #instawrite, #poems, #poetry, #poetsofinstagram, #poetryisnotdead, #poetrycommunity, #poetryinmotion, #spilledink, #spokenword, #typewriter, #videos, #wordsmith, #writing, #writinglife, #writerscommunity, #writerscorner, #writersofinstagram,

Sharing our secrets in a risk Spoken Word Poem

Knife Moment

16.06.2012 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word |Seeker Written by: W Grieve

Refugee from
dark kaleidoscopes
of noise machine demands,
I can't find a place,
Firm
where I find me,
Strong where my heart
is held in something more.
Random in a random world?
Nothing beyond
No reason
No soul,
In stark thought,
Naked reality,
Just white tree bones
of scattered self
on a firestormed landscape,

I laugh
slightly mad
Yet crystal clear
It is Time to snap,
Die,
Or find life.

Starting Thoughts: There come times in our lives where we know we are on the edge of an important decision, a moment that will change our future directions, hopes and dreams. We know the choice we should make and what it means if we don't but somehow it still seems so hard to make and year paradoxically easy.
Poem Topic Tags: #choices, #death, #decisions, #identity, #life, #pain, #personality, #souls
Posting Tags: #artist, #christian, #creativewriting, #instawrite, #poems, #poetry, #poetsofinstagram, #poetryisnotdead, #poetrycommunity, #poetryinmotion, #spilledink, #spokenword, #typewriter, #videos, #wordsmith, #writing, #writinglife, #writerscommunity, #writerscorner, #writersofinstagram,

We come to moments of life decision poem spoken word risky!

Tags: gossip, lips, honour, righteous, confess

Door Rotation

16.06.2012 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word |Seeker Written by: W Grieve

In the black wandering of my life
I found myself standing in front
of a darkened door,
seemingly random
in life's midst.

Heart scare -
a knock suddenly sounded
from the other side
which scared the heck out of me,
I had thought it was just a door
but it was more
somehow connected
entwined deep in my heart.

Someone wanted in,
was out there
had taken the time
to call by,
And I almost opened it by mistake,
Come to think of it
What right does that door
have to be there?
I closed my eyes,
wished
opened eyelids
but the door
was still there,
and the knocking repeats
echoes to my soul.

Starting Thoughts: Jesus said, "Behold I stand at the door and knock." How open are we in our lives? Do we hear but essentially screen the "call" and tell Him to go away. Was there an opportunity that we have just missed?
Poem Topic Tags: #call, #conscience, #decision, #door, #faith, #jesus, #knock, #soul
Posting Tags: #artist, #christian, #creativewriting, #instawrite, #poems, #poetry, #poetsofinstagram, #poetryisnotdead, #poetrycommunity, #poetryinmotion, #spilledink, #spokenword, #typewriter, #videos, #wordsmith, #writing, #writinglife, #writerscommunity, #writerscorner, #writersofinstagram,

Making a decision about the knock of Jesus on the door - Spoken Word

Tags: door, knock, soul, call, open

Call

16.06.2012 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word Written by: W Grieve

The phone rings
Repeated tones
buzzing your mind's corner
It rings...
How long are you
Waiting?
What will you
do now?

You are called,
It rings...
called to be a light
called to know
love and cleansing
from Jesus.
Like Twelve Disciples
changers of the world...
You?
In school
At work
Play and sport
University and polytechnic
At home, over the fence,
Peacemakers
calling justice
Action for new life
To shattered relationships,
To those picked-on
When will you pick-up?

Only in power
from God
Holy Spirit -
we await,
pick up, risk, step
Responding
to Your call,
Jesus
Your call,
People
Your call.

Starting Thoughts: Twelve people heard a call and the world was irrevocably changed as a result. If we hear the call changes will happen around us also, one person at a time.
Poem Topic Tags: #call, #disciples, #evangelism, #holyspirit, #jesus, #light, #mission, #power, #risk, #works
Posting Tags: #artist, #christian, #creativewriting, #instawrite, #poems, #poetry, #poetsofinstagram, #poetryisnotdead, #poetrycommunity, #poetryinmotion, #spilledink, #spokenword, #typewriter, #videos, #wordsmith, #writing, #writinglife, #writerscommunity, #writerscorner, #writersofinstagram,

Are you hearing the call from God? Spoken Word Poem.

Signpost People

06.06.2012 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word |Seeker Written by: W Grieve

I stand there
staring at their
identical smiles,
Laughing back
Fashion sleek
airbrushed exteriors
latest accessories
vogue beautiful people
same face,
in-crowd music
popular up-to-date values
carbon copied styled party,
They ask me to join
rent my space
be a billboard,
But I know they're
dressed to kill,
Sightless eyes
poster gaudy
but dark
grows in their minds.

Poem Tags
#beauty, #billboard, #facades, #fashion, #identity, #poems, #poetry, #popular, #seeker, #self, #signpost, #spokenword
Prompt
Billboards full of signpost people telling us how to live life.

Signpost People Spoken Word Poem. Beauty and facades.

Tags: perfection, facades, beauty, life, self

The Passion

01.04.2012 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word Written by: W Grieve

The passion
One week
in history,
Time shortens itself
Focuses
on life
Living hope,
Death
Living hope,
Celebration
Living hope,
Struggles
Living hope,
Just seven days
changing
four seasons in one week,
Ending with
Life Power over death,
Fears of worst death
shattered with Pure light,
Death destroyed by invincible
courageous love.

Easter
One week in history
A thousand years collapsed to a day,
One week holding
eternal futures for you.

Easter the fiesta!
Christ's freedom.

#celebration, #christian, #cross, #easter, #freedom, #hope, #jesus, #light, #passion, #poem, #poetry, #resurrection, #spokenword, #time, #video

The crowds line the streets to celebrate for Passion Week. Poem

Surreal

26.02.2012 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word Written by: W Grieve

From second storey
Hospital lounge,
You can see
winding quiet Avon waters,
Punting striped building
stamped on river bank,
Waiting canoes,
paddling ripples
Trees and pathways,
Jogger friends
Lycra and ponytails,
Dog lead stroller,
Threading cyclists power through.

Gaze shifts
From out to in,
My beautiful lady
Eyes lost in heavy lids,
pale drawn skin
Hand tremors lightly
Connected to the pain,
that steals
depth of rest,

Hospital gown fashion
proclaiming she is medicine property,
Tubes from drug bag
Drip time,
Waiting, time slowed
in the blatantly real,
Yet disconnected.
Watching
I love her.

In the midst
we still know Christ,
talk of His love for us
that is unchanging
through this operation event,
Good or bad
Random experiences
do not change
the love of Jesus.

Surreal moments.

Starting Thoughts: Life has deep questions of pain, coping with loss, where is God in all of this. Part of our faith journey with cancer.
Poem Topic Tags: #cancer, #faith, #hospital, #jesus, #love, #operation, #pain, #personal, #reality, #reallife, #suffering,
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 on life, love God and cancer.

Tags: pain, cancer, reallife, god, love

The Answer

18.09.2011 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word Written by: W Grieve

The Answer
Grew with us
Deepened his heart
In the midst of humans,
Laughed
Skinned knees
Encountered friends, bullies
Soul-mates, misunderstandings
Compassion entwined
Its roots in his soul
So deep
His fate sealed
In His love,
Carried Him
To the cross
To hang
World’s reality,
To stand
through time
In the gap
Death to life.
Dark to celebration.

#answers, #carpenter, #celebration, #christian, #cross, #god, #jesus, #love, #poems, #poetry, #spokenword, #videos

Tags: cross, jesus, love, death, resurrection

Deeper than Surface

21.08.2011 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word Written by: W Grieve

Single letters
straggle through my heart
tugging odds and ends
forming thoughts
deeper than mind
Centered in my core.

The Question slides
surface floating
W
H
O
Am I?
Is God?
Who cares?

Am I random?
A blank?

Or formed for purpose?

I stand outside myself
Looking in
and beyond.

Uncomplete Dark

19.12.2010 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word Written by: W Grieve

Complete Dark
total Blackness
Surrounds
suffocating my future,
Tangled invisible roots
leaden into my soul
Causing rips in hope,
And I've known
God,
Known
passion and power,
times and places
of life fullness,

Did Jesus know all this?

Birth in a manger
Bringing death on the
streets of Ramah,
Did he know as he grew up?
Was there guilt?

Sly cutting remarks
about his birth, family
other children teasing
his beginnings.
Was there doubt?

Life of a carpenter
cuts, bruising
annoying customers
thinking, Am I in the right place?
When will God use me?
Will I be ready?
Moments of Vision
in the temple
Challenging religion,
displacing prejudice,
When will God use me?
I will get ready!

Baptism, wild man in a river
the heavens open
Jesus hears the father’s voice
a sense of release
a passion calling,
Am I "I Am?"

Calling out the authorities
religious zealots
Loss of friends, betrayal,
Hard words from silk tongues
Did he stand numb
Questioning, what is the point?
Did he know the dark?

Yes!
Buried, drowned,
beaten, crushed,
in death’s valley
he was there, knows there,
willingly there,
He knew the dark…
Did He ask where is God?

Then He simply rose
an incredible power
directly exercised
walking from tomb's extinction
through life’s chains
through death’s sting
through racism and religion
through sin, fear and loneliness,

Simply continuing His love;
cherishing Mary in garden chat -
gardener becomes the saviour
in Her eyes,
walking dusty roads
with two conversing -
until they finally recognise Him,
Twice appearing
miraculous materialisation to the disciples
inviting cold reality - “Put your hand in my side, Thomas”
Restoring the fallen
as they first fish, then miraculously fish
and breakfast on Galilee shore,
then and today Jesus asks,
“Do you love me?”

“Feed my Lambs!"

Starting Thoughts: What were the questions that Jesus faced? How did they change through His life? Were they the same questions we ask?
Poem Topic Tags: #darkness, #death, #doubts, #garden, #hope, #jesus, #lambs, #love, #questions, #resurrection, #road
Posting Tags: #artist, #christian, #creativewriting, #instawrite, #poems, #poetry, #poetsofinstagram, #poetryisnotdead, #poetrycommunity, #poetryinmotion, #spilledink, #spokenword, #typewriter, #videos, #wordsmith, #writing, #writinglife, #writerscommunity, #writerscorner, #writersofinstagram,

The Questions we face and Ask - Did Jesus ask these? Spoken Word Poem

Perfectly Planned

04.11.2010 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word |Seeker Written by: W Grieve

Perfectly planned
In time's span,
The arrival.

A baby
To fulfill prophecy,
A light -
Star signs and creator's spark
A man
entwined with Universe power

In a time where Jewish
Religion was official,
A murder -
Killed and resurrected
A power alive -
When roads had been built
By a Roman kingdom
To carry the revolutionary news
Of Kingdom life.

Not of might
Of love,
Not of weapon
Of forgiveness,
Not of anger
Of patience,
Not of death
Of everlasting life.

Time planned
Eternal breath
All hopes arrival.

Poem Tags
#christian, #christmas, #jesus, #poem, #poetry, #prophecy, #spokenword
Prompt
How was the birth of Jesus at Christmas perfectly planned in the human timeline?

Perfectly Planned Christmas Video Spoken Word Poem

Tags: love, christmas, baby, jesus, god

Fashion Prostitute

20.06.2010 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word |Seeker Written by: W Grieve

Kid laughter
Health and hopes
Young soul warmth
Memory smiles
in the eyes of a child.

This naivety
this innocence
now packaged by parents
dressing children
to kill it
as facades for
fashion sex,
stolen youth
sold to advertising,
Surface beauty
replacing parent duty,
Adult hopes
for beauty
pasted over
next generation trust,
Gluing sex
to their minds
selling off
their future paths.

Turning children into
Barbie prostitutes.

Starting Thoughts: When we dress children with our own or media driven version of fashion that sexualises them, are we turning innocence into a fashion prostitute?
Poem Topic Tags: #childhood, #children, #fashions,
#innocence, #parenting, #play, #sex, #sexualisation, #trends
Posting Tags: #artist, #christian, #creativewriting, #god, #instawrite, #poems, #poetry, #poetsofinstagram, #poetryisnotdead, #poetrycommunity, #poetryinmotion, #spilledink, #spokenword, #typewriter, #videos, #wordsmith, #writing, #writinglife, #writerscommunity, #writerscorner, #writersofinstagram,

Parents turning children into fashion prostitutes with clothes they wear spoken word poem

Tags: thoughts, selfharm, habits, pride, mind

Crossed Paths

12.06.2010 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word Written by: W Grieve

What is a life worth?
What was the point?

He hangs
Pain-wracked body
Two others
Either side
One sneers, "save yourself"
tries to bribe
The other sees through
crown of thorns
Asks to be remembered,
How can this happen
In moments from death
That the world
is on the cross?
People just like us stand, lean, sit, hide,
Doubters, scared, irritated, haters, spectators.

Jesus front and centre
Speaks his mission
Not just facing death
But loving to the end
Sharing his life
In his suffering
Talking truth
"Surely you will be with me"
A day of grief, pain, mission,
Power, peace, hurts, friendship, loneliness

Jesus
The boy who once
Skinned his knees
Dies -
Not the end!

God cannot stay
On the cross
in a tomb
A resurrection
passion has been born
Fire burning
through generations,
Experiencing fully human
Truly alive.

His defeat of death
To bring God's
Love
Freedom
Real life
Justice
Story
Imagination
To places, to people.

Tags: cross, death, love, surrender, miracles

Desert

18.04.2010 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word Written by: W Grieve

Tired arms
leafless, lifeless
stretch for new existence
Old ways shed as
animating Holy Spirit rain
descends watering
particles of seed faith,
Dry desert awakens
to the knowledge
of God's truth
of God's power
of God's future and hope,
Leaving behind the past
extending into the new
the blooms
refresh
re-green
revive the barren land.

A reforested signpost
of God's love,
Lifting...
heavy hearts
hurting souls
cynical minds.

Starting Thoughts: Dry Life, choking like a desert, sucking and spreading inexorably? Can we find something new to turn around desertification of our tomorrows?
Poem Topic Tags: #barren, #bloom, #desert, #dry, #heavy, #holyspirit, #life, #new, #revive, #spring, #tired, #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

Rain of HoySpirit falls bringing the dry desert landscape to life.

Tags: desert, dry, revive, bloom, holyspirit

Opening

18.04.2010 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word Written by: W Grieve

I walked through
rooms of my life
drifts disturbing
my mind,
I gathered stained grey
impressions and
prejudices,
and Spring cleaned
my feelings
and thoughts
to others.

It felt cold first
as the winds
of change
froze my being,
the inner space seemed
bigger but desolate.

And then you exploded into
my existence
colouring rainbows
painting laughter
bringing summers and
tumbling sunshine.
Fresh creation cascades of
outside life
crowded pushing
through doors
bursting, filling my life,
reviving reality in realities midst,
bringing diamonds of
joyful tears.

Starting Thoughts: Sometimes we are ready for a sea-change, something new, a radical shift. And little did we know that this was the moment that God will burst into our life, he's always been there but now seems to be the moment we are open to Him.

Poem Topic Tags: #cold, #doors, #friend, #grey, #house, #joy, #love, #new, #prejudices, #reality, #relationships, #self, #soul, #unique

Posting Tags: #artist, #christian, #creativewriting, #instawrite, #poems, #poetry, #poetsofinstagram, #poetryisnotdead, #poetrycommunity, #poetryinmotion, #spilledink, #spokenword, #typewriter, #videos, #wordsmith, #writing, #writinglife, #writerscommunity, #writerscorner, #writersofinstagram,

Spojken word poem on making choices and experiencing amazing life from God

Tags: change, colours, life, door, readiness

Borderline

18.04.2010 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word Written by: W Grieve

One foot planted
in life giving river
another in a draining sewer,
some moments swept
in plunging ecstasy
through sparkling water
Others feeling
the endless sucking spiral
of cloying mud depths.

As you walk
wet footprints shine
one side clean, refreshing imprints
others fetid smells, slime steps.

and you wander
somehow blind
to the trail
of hope holding hands
with faltering life,
staggering through doors
crowds
friends
god...

Starting Thoughts: So easy to be double-minded, a hypocrite, and sometimes we don't even see the impact, the trail of what we have left in the world.
Poem Topic Tags: #choice, #cold, #death, #decision, #extremes, #fence, #hot, #hypocrisy, #hypocrites, #life, #reallife, #river, #sin
Posting Tags: #artist, #christian, #creativewriting, #instawrite, #poems, #poetry, #poetsofinstagram, #poetryisnotdead, #poetrycommunity, #poetryinmotion, #spilledink, #spokenword, #typewriter, #videos, #wordsmith, #writing, #writinglife, #writerscommunity, #writerscorner, #writersofinstagram,

What is the hypocritical trail we leave behind us in our faith? Poetry Spoken Word

Yumm

18.04.2010 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word Written by: W Grieve

To be warm
is to have friends
And I'm warm
when you are around,
Yumm…

Starting Thoughts: Friends make us feel good, feel warmer.
Poem Topic Tags: #friends, #friendship, #gold, #positivity, #relationships, #seeker, #warmth
Posting Tags: #artist, #christian, #creativewriting, #instawrite, #poems, #poetry, #poetsofinstagram, #poetryisnotdead, #poetrycommunity, #poetryinmotion, #spilledink, #spokenword, #typewriter, #videos, #wordsmith, #writing, #writinglife, #writerscommunity, #writerscorner, #writersofinstagram,

Hearing a Call

18.04.2010 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word Written by: W Grieve

Time of peaceful meaning
night praying and praising
in joy of knowing God,
A circle of fellow believers
sharing the strength
of a loving father,
In coffee fellowship
I took long black
ate biscuit
and talked with new friends,
Yet somehow
drawn
to curtains of
the warm room,

I stepped behind comfortable
drape colours…
looked out,A world of dusk lights
stained buildings
of people facing past regrets
living a life
looking for full,
my heart broke
with God’s love
for those without
friend of a personal God,
the lonely,
scared of ultimate true love
covered in tarmac
walking crowded
empty streets.

In my lone place
tuned to God
I prayed,
“Use Me Lord.”

Starting Thoughts: Sometimes when you have something marvellous you want to share about it. We can't keep to ourselves the beauty of knowing Christ and joy and fun of knowing family in the church - a home away from home.
Poem Topic Tags: #call, #evangelism, #faith, #harvest, #love, #surreal,
Posting Tags: #artist, #christian, #creativewriting, #instawrite, #poems, #poetry, #poetsofinstagram, #poetryisnotdead, #poetrycommunity, #poetryinmotion, #spilledink, #spokenword, #typewriter, #videos, #wordsmith, #writing, #writinglife, #writerscommunity, #writerscorner, #writersofinstagram,

evangelism_call_hearing_christian_poetry

Matrix Moments

Media Moments: Question, reflect, connect

Privacy Settings

We Build

Channel Surfing

Clock Watching

Knife Moment

Door Rotation

Call

Signpost People

The Passion

Surreal

The Answer

Deeper than Surface

Uncomplete Dark

Perfectly Planned

Fashion Prostitute

Crossed Paths

Desert

Opening

Borderline

Yumm

Hearing a Call