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Street Guardian

Bent elbow
to stuttering illumination,
patch rust pain
of decades standing
neighbourhood watch -
a hopeful graphic of law,
The slim silhouette
ready for an occasional bicycle
that pays its leaning respects,
But time’s inventions
mean tired fluorescents
will be LED to retirement.

Starting Thoughts: Looking at an old rusty lamppost and considering how technology is changing the environment around us.
Poem Topic Tags: #children, #lampost, #light, #objects, #schools, #seeker, #technology
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 for pupils on objects.

Fire to the Nation

The temple in the heart
of the city shines,
but in the streets around
Slander and lies
stir for battle
lures to destruction,
seeking compromises
in the temple.

The guarding walls of protection
Of who we are
Are revived, strengthened
from past struggles
from shattered edges
and sharpness,
Restoring character strength
to the people.

The call to build anew
Higher, stronger, more beautiful;
The call to plant
and build extensions
from the central heart,
Prayer is where you now kneel
time for Christ first,
then you Rise sharpened
with the word
the history of spoken authority,
your minds revelation
creating faith
power in your sword hand,
now you stand
joined in purpose
a together church
Building within a team of unity,
a holy people
a Jesus team
Completing the work
Of a thousand bricks
Of a thousand stones
Of a thousand stories,
Five sanctuary walls stand
Five houses of worship
The temple in the centre
for all to see.
Powerful, strong,
a revolution of hope and love.

We worship
deep in the new,
born again
deep in glory
We are the alive temples
the rebuilt temples
the Creator's workmanship,
Restored to God
Restored to self
Restored to others.

The golden gates
are now to be opened
the eyes, ears, mouth
of the city,
balanced between
Praise and presence,
responsibility and risk,
watchtower and welcome,
prophetic and practical,
Five fire Portals that spread
Revival from the city
To the land
Fire to the Nation
Restoring the glory cloud
To the land
Of the Long White Cloud.

Poem Tags
#christian, #city, #gates, #nehemiah, #poetry, #rebuild, #restored, #spoken-word, #team, #temple, #unity, #walls

Prompt
The walls are built with prayer and awareness, a church team joined in purpose and responding to a call to work together.
Spoken Word Poetry calling the church to be a city on the hill, strong and shining.

Light

Emitted and absorbed
light,
obvious and mysterious,
These glimpses
create more questions.

Surface afterglows,
in evening air
Sunset,
now
gloomy place
colours removed.
City lights glow
sky masking
three thousand
hesitant pinpricks,
Cosmic energy
flung
clusters and scatters
Universe wide.

Particles float on
turbulent atmosphere,
Light is bent,
Stars twinkle.
This poem came from a search at first on light, then sunrises and finally stars.
WALT: To write a poem that communicates creatively my thoughts.
Success Criteria:
  • The words we pick fit together
  • The ideas work together line by line
  • To use punctuation to enhance the meaning and help the reader.
  • I have added my own thoughts to put in my voice.
  • To credit the sources that I used.
My Soul Christian Poetry

Face

What is the face you see?
Dark stern,
Features of nothing
cast in blunt stone,
A God not of earth
just imagined beyond.

What do I see?
Sometimes that grey,
Sometimes those silent echoes;
But also in clarity
His vulnerable baby eyes
God in skin
innocence, peace surrounded by death,
Sweat stained carpenter dust brow,
empathy tightened mouth
as in anger 
he sees, heals the damaged,
The smile as long hair
washes in oil, his dust stained feet,
His pain bloodied, thorn pierced
wrapped brow,
His tight drawn skin
as cross strangulation deepened,
blank distant cold eyes
in the stone tomb...
An executed mask.

The Satan death cloak
is fractured,
the grim-reaper masks
we wear shattered,
Light pours through,
the dark pieces consumed
in raw power,
the son's radiance,
worlds of love rotate
passion in His eyes,
setting us free.

Jesus Christ
powerful,
the peace child.
Peace Child Christian Poetry

Light Spark

Incredible moment,
beginning of life
phenomenon
as sperm meets egg
A flash of light...
Just a zinc reaction?

Another clue, like:
A million stars flung,
Sun caressed cheek,
Seed seeking, launching from darkness,
Flower petals unfolding, 
following sun-rays,
Sunbeams fracturing into rainbows,
Sunrises softly wiping night,
Moonlight, pale mirror of greater source,
Reflections of light-rays enabling sight,
colours a thousand retina explosions.

All random?

In light
the invisible becomes visible,
star lead wanderers
discover the new born King,
sons, daughters of light...
you will not walk in darkness.

His spark
our faith,
Beacon of hope,
Creator, Sustainer, Light of the World.
Light Christian Poem

Moon

Inside
steel girders
Comfortable chairs
Walls safe
Thick concrete
Reinforcing a sameness,
Step to a window
Press nose to cold
See the night,
Moonlight reflections
Of the Son
Lift my soul,
One rock
That spins in space
Crying out,
Dark in itself,
Catching the light
Reverberates
Life of the universe.
Moon Christian Poem

Light

Emitted and absorbed
light
obvious and mysterious,
These glimpses
create more questions.

Surface afterglows,
in evening air
Sunset,
now
gloomy place
colours removed.
City lights glow
sky masking
three thousand
hesitant pinpricks,
Cosmic energy
flung
clusters and scatters
Universe wide.

Particles float on
turbulent atmosphere,
Light is bent,
Stars twinkle.
This poem came from a search at first on light, then sunrises and finally stars.

WALT:
To write a poem that communicates creatively my thoughts and research.

Success Criteria:

  • The words we pick fit together
  • The ideas work together line by line
  • To use punctuation to enhance the meaning and help the reader.
  • I have added my own thoughts to put in my voice.
  • To credit the sources that I used.

Light my Life

Dapples
flicker leaf sheets
wind blown branches
dance shadows on the grass

Torch
reflecting light on words
book hidden under
the sheet with me
reading
late night
parents asleep

Darkness
stolen centimetre
by centimetre
Sunrise.

Hot sun
through Sunday afternoon window
Head nodding
eyes drooping
warm sleep.
WALT:
To communicate experiences, with descriptive language, so that others can feel they are there.

Success Criteria:
  • Write about the topic from different points-of-view
  • Focus on strong adjectives
  • Use a wide range of contrasts in the poem
  • Use commas to set the rhythm of the poem
  • Short interesting thoughts, one per line
  • Unnecessary and small words cut out.

In the Son

I stand
half in sun half dark
a person in pieces
life on one side, death on the other
Caught on the wire
trapped indecision,
caught in events
indifferent yet aware
caught yet sensing freedom
wanting to hope, not willing to try
ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
The light speaks, calls,
a confidence touch,
light of the world,
love bathed rays
penetrate my heart
call to my mind
I rise
hope’s smile calls.
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