Christian Poetry and Spoken Word Media for Churches and Faith

Beacon

27.04.2020 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word Written by: W Grieve

Your light shines
cutting worlds of grey
a beacon
on a rocky headland
Lifting hope
in stormy seas
a promise of warmth
a promise of home
a promise of new life
Light of the world
cutting the black fog,

Our eternal guide.

Starting Thoughts: The light of the world shines through the fog, cutting a reality into our lives and providing a way home.
Poem Topic Tags: #guide, #home, #light, #lighthouse, #reality, #storms, #world
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Spoken Word Poetry Jesus Light of the World

Talking to Jesus

01.03.2020 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word Written by: W Grieve

Why do I talk
the mean words,
Lazy words
words that don’t
change the world
Words that circle
the drain and just slip away
Words that have
no power to change,
Words that chain
locks on circumstances
Words that hurt
others and myself
Words that just fill time
Leak time
Waste time
Waste life.

Can I be honest?
Can I be open?
Can I talk to God?

Can I ask God
for a touch of heaven
on Earth?
The changes of heaven
brought to Earth?
A release of
what is happening?
So here I am
talking to God,
Praying
Opening the situation,
Believing in the
next steps,
Hearing His call
Hearing His voice
Seeking to know His direction
Stepping with God
By Talking to God
Praying with God.

Starting Thoughts: Does God seem far away? Is talking to Jesus just echoes in life's canyon? The questions of prayer, of just simply trying to talk to Jesus rather than wasting time on negative talking and thinking.
Poem Topic Tags: #ask, #conversations, #gossip,
#hearing, #honesty, #listening, #power, #praying, #relationships, #released, #seeking, #talking, #voice, #words
Posting Tags: #artist, #christian, #creativewriting, #god, #jesus #instawrite, #poems, #poetry, #poetsofinstagram, #poetryisnotdead, #poetrycommunity, #poetryinmotion, #spilledink, #spokenword, #typewriter, #videos, #wordsmith, #writing, #writinglife, #writerscommunity, #writerscorner, #writersofinstagram,

Spoken Word poem about prayer - talking honestly with God

Worship Breakers

30.06.2019 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word Written by: W Grieve

Carving
the storm
Cutting into the eye
of the tiger
with the light of eternity
Waves tower yet tremble
before the praise
of the people,
Hurricane winds bulk
and breeze nothing
before the worship
of the people.

We walk through
the tempest,
Stride across the waves
renewed in the unseen realms,
Carrying the creator's story
Lifting the name of Jesus
Convinced in the cross
Called to be who we are
in the grace flows,
Believing in this reality
thankfulness releases faith
And praise raises
worship in the glory,
The call to Christ released
the call of the church released
Christ Church released.

Starting Thoughts: The power of praise cutting through the icepack, through the storms, through the hurricanes of life, through the attempts and plans of evil. We have strength in the worship of God to turn all things for good.
Poem Topic Tags: #church, #eternity, #faith, #fears, #glory, #grace, #praise, #released, #storms, #water, #worship
Posting Tags: #artist, #christian, #creativewriting, #instawrite, #poems, #poetry, #poetsofinstagram, #poetryisnotdead, #poetrycommunity, #poetryinmotion, #spilledink, #spokenword, #typewriter, #videos, #wordsmith, #writing, #writinglife, #writerscommunity, #writerscorner, #writersofinstagram,

Spoken Word Video on the power of worship to release freedom in the heavenly and worldy realms.

In the Head

11.05.2019 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word Written by: W Grieve

In the throng
Hidden in the crowd,
But fearful for exposure
before the community
that shunned her
marginalized her
because of her health
Seeing her as diseased
Separated life from life,
She crept forward
in the jostling tumult
of hopes, fears
And in some ways
she had come to that place
hearing of hope
heart wrapped in belief
willing to sacrifice safety
pursuing chance
not knowing she was
threading destiny,
In the sunshine, sweat stained clothes
Dust, heat, Smells, she got closer
her fingers reached out
Past her doubts
Past her worries
Past the thoughts of others
Past fears
touching the hem
of one person's garment
to encounter eternity
as power left the Messiah
revealing the healing,
"Who touched me?”
asked the Messiah
and she trembled
forward falling at His feet,
“Your faith has healed you”

Day’s dawn was her step
freeing herself from the way
people think,
Now she walked
Freed into new life
Freed for peace
Freed to encounter
Freed to celebrate.

Bible Verses: Mat 9:20-22; Mar 5:25-34; Luk 8:43-47
Starting Thoughts: Sometimes you risk. Just wanting to step out and see change, ignoring the jeers of others or what they will say about you and do it!
Poem Topic Tags: #crowds, #diseases, #decisions, #doubts, #eternity, #healing, #hope, #jesus, #miracles, #power, #risks, #worship
Posting Tags: #artist, #christian, #creativewriting, #instawrite, #poems, #poetry, #poetsofinstagram, #poetryisnotdead, #poetrycommunity, #poetryinmotion, #spilledink, #spokenword, #typewriter, #videos, #wordsmith, #writing, #writinglife, #writerscommunity, #writerscorner, #writersofinstagram,

Jesus heals, taking a risk pays off - video spoken word

Tags: worship, power, jesus, miracles, women

Plays of Life

15.07.2018 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word Written by: W Grieve

How we play
Ignoring questions
ignoring the gaps
Turning on
Noise and screens,
For our focus -
Odds on favorite -
is Pleasure.

Power, position, possessions
The plays of life
Days of life
Chasing the cursed dream
we catch it, rich cream
temporary fulfilment,
and it dries
ashes in the mouth,
Death a taste away,
Chasing the cash crop
why would I stop?
Spinning into nothing
is what I am avoiding,
The void always
apparent beneath my feet,
Running fast enough
so the vortex
will not suck me in
for I have made myself God.

If I died tomorrow,
was it all just random...
Or will I meet Jesus?

Starting Thoughts: We chase stuff! Not quite like a dog chasing a car but we tend to focus on money, status, pleasure, sex, work and in the end I wonder what we have achieved. Christians are not immune either, when we take our focus of God and relationship with him we can be running to catch-up with our image of God.
Poem Topic Tags: #focus, #goals, #important, #materialism, #meaning, #mission, #purpose, #success, #time
Posting Tags: #artist, #christian, #creativewriting, #god, #jesus #instawrite, #poems, #poetry, #poetsofinstagram, #poetryisnotdead, #poetrycommunity, #poetryinmotion, #spilledink, #spokenword, #typewriter, #videos, #wordsmith, #writing, #writinglife, #writerscommunity, #writerscorner, #writersofinstagram,

Spoken Word Poem on what we put our time into to achieve fame or success

Power Over

05.05.2018 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word Written by: W Grieve

The ballroom glitters
chandelier wealth
sumptuous tapestry
of food on corner tables,
stone hearth
open log fire
flowing warmth,
nonexclusive Earth invitation
to the dinner and dance.

powerless and powerful
crowd doorways,
and already the
powerless forced back entrance
powerful red carpet lane,
powerless trying to look
powerful pretending not to look,
powerless lining the wall

powerful dancing the macabre,
liquorice limbs
and sequin suits,
sharp shoes
and slicing shirts,
flaunted fashions
and fierce fortunes,

the music turns
sucking the theatre atmosphere
into terrifying descent
opening sewers,
plunging dark depths:
Of nonsense land,
Of heart timed
broken music
stabs and scabs
in back, mouth, eyes
Of lies and lip service
twisting truth and
weasel words
propoganda smiles
and razor rhythms
Of sweaty handshakes and
feasted friendships,
narrowed eyes
and measuring minds,

the dancing wealth
falters and strobe flickers,
vitality gripped and grasped
from the room.
for the powerful
weigh heavy,
sucking life-light
dancing drunken
leering at the
powerless wallflowers
fastened to the walls,
entertainment to be
painted over with
whitewash
covering the pain,
the death.

tiredness creeps over
the silent soul screams
of the powerless.

in a blackhole of time
a girl, sunken refugee cheeks,
lips parched, peeled
teeth not pearly white,
whispers from the wall
echoes that reverberate
cutting the crap
penetrating the perfect,
"what's happening
to their clothes?"
and in increasing opacity
costumes, vestments
threads decay,
and everyone sees truth...

the powerful…
pimples and smooth skin
perfected muscles and
sculptured curves
grey hairs and sagging flesh
cancer cells in first bloom
accidents waiting to happen,
death waiting for
their fingernails,
their hopes and
dreams,
their hidden, pushed down
concreted over
humaness.

everyone, everything stops.
facades frozen
breaths held,
reality checked,
but hope blooming...

a nervous finger
brushes a button
and elevator music trembles
into existence...

dance the macabre.

Prompt
When wealth combines with the uncaring and greedy hearts, what would happen if we truly shared? Cared?

Tags: games, power, sin, jesus, relationships

Goliath

26.03.2018 Filed in: Poetry | |Christian |Spoken Word Written by: W Grieve

I wish
just once
that someone would hear
my cry,
In the heart of this place,
alone pain,
Three deep
bruising pain,
It seems,
the more God rises
the more I shrink inward,
Drawn by the voice
but somehow
out
seems unreachable,
now even more;
how can I stand
How can I think
in the madness?
And even in this moment
the spiral catches a
death train of thoughts,
I can see ahead
the bridge is out,
Canyon boulders smashing
in storm river surge
severing supports to life
Leaving disaster broken
rails,
beyond the torture
bent metal,
the dark chasm plunge,
future inevitable
future blind
future bonded,
can't stop in time
can't stop time
Can't get off -out.

Handcuffed to fate,
The giant Goliath
looms,
laughs,
leers,
grows bigger,
pounding the iron
Weapons bloodied
steel already hooked
into my mind,
Problem unsolvable,
Death only to be embraced.

Something I heard?
"Death where is your sting?"
And I hear echoes,
Goliath sneers:
"Death is your noose"
"Death is let loose"
"Death is your smile"
"Death is your trial"
"Death fake shouts"
"Death is your doubts"
"Death is your prison"
"Death is your poison"
"Death is your reason"
"Death is your treason"
Underneath my skin
my skull laughs,
I can't save my life!

What would happen
if I opened my mouth,
Bitter...
Dryness of throat
trying to strangle
even this hope?
What would happen if I
opened my heart?
Lived for and with
something greater,
discovered a purpose
bigger than anything before.
Bitter..can there be truth
Can I believe?

Maybe...
if Jesus rose
if his love was so vast
his cross power so eternal
that he would easily say,
"Death where is your sting?"
and He could reach
across time,
Touch me
Change me
Hope me
Free me,
And I could truly live?

Time is a fleeting blink...
connected to my future...

How small did I think,
With Sunday tranquilizer gone,
I see with new eyes
the past,
No longer will I
cut off my destiny,
for God arrives in this now,
Grace an open door,
to gift me my future,
lies of circumstance
shrivel in the Light,
The truth in now,
Defeats any Goliath,
Grace inside far bigger
than the outside battle...

And I laugh...
Dance...
Anointed the beginning
turning to glory.

Tags: goliath, fear, problems, death, power

Decay

06.02.2018 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word |Seeker Written by: W Grieve

Word by word
bite by bite
cut by cut
Comment by comment.

I'm not one to gossip
but someone needs to say
Something,
Feeling in the centre,
righteous power
and if not...
I lose control.

But if I searched
my soul mirror,
I’d see the decay harvest,
death dealing lips
white washed tombs
dripping poison smiles
Kisses that betray.

Can I bring the dark
into the light,
Confess to God
with those
same lips?

Starting Thoughts: It is amazing how we use words to cut and kill - all coming from our own insecurities. How do we truly walk that line between having truth, honour, boundaries and love in what we speak but not tip into gossip mode.
Poem Topic Tags: #confession, #darkness, #gossip, #honor, #honour, #kiss, #light, #lips, #tongue, #words
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Can we focus on honor rather than gossip Spoken Word Poetry

Tags: gossip, words, confess, power, tombs

Your Cost

04.01.2018 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word Written by: W Grieve

Take your life
expense
excellence, cost, love
fear, success
Break it;
Kneel
and pour the oil,
Anoint the feet
of Jesus,
Tender, intimate,
without a care
for those around,
devoted in passion
massage deep,
devoted
stay in that place
remain close,
wipe the dust,
soften His calluses,
in veins see his blood beat;
your heart worships
deep calls to deep,
fearless cost
Connected in communion,
Can you be closer?
Yes! taking your long hair
You twist the strands slightly
and wipe Christ's feet...
worship moment,
timeless drift.

How can these seconds
Be as powerful
as a hug,
as exciting
as first love,
as secure
as holding hands,
as wrapped in a
Heartbeat?

Finished
but not wanting to be,
you stand;
He smiles,
Eyes sparked in love,
And you enjoy... fully alive.

Luke 7: 36-50

Tags: pain, words, cross, power, jesus

Words

04.01.2015 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word Written by: W Grieve

The play of words
game of words
throne of words…

Hate fester words
Back stab gossip
War engraving text
Love declarations
Advertising mind twists
Thoughtless remarks
Timeless quotes
Idle chitchat
Blog comments
Humour mind remarks
Music laced words.

Our world...
Stick and stones
Life and death
through words.

Who said in power,
"in the beginning.. Was the Word!”
Who said, "I am the Word,
the Truth and the Life!”
Who said
nailed and struggling for breath,
"Today, you will be with me
in Paradise!"

Tags: pqin, words, cross, power, jesus

In the Bubble

09.04.2014 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word Written by: W Grieve

You have come
Committed to us
Love to us
Born with us

Why did you bother?
Just look around
and see the pain
Beyond our bubble of life
Maybe even in the bubble
- the hurt
The environment groaning
Crying out its slaughter.

But your heart
Responds, responds
deliberate unconditional love
The same power that sustains
Universe spinning galaxies
Birthed vulnerable
Laughed free,
Knew injustice firsthand,
Felt pain depths,
Cross hung
The father turned his face away
Time suspended
The unknown of three.

And then power!
A time to live
A time for amazing
A time for the biggest
Divine miracle.

Risen now
The last word
Is Forever alive
Love to us.

His world changing
love starts with us.

Tags: bubble, change, love, environment, power

God's Love

28.07.2012 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word Written by: W Grieve

God's love
The shell discovered
on the beach
Now lying on a bench,
the floor,
Waiting on a couch,
Sitting on a shelf.

You
lift curved
spirals to your ear,
Hear
the call
Deep to deep,
A pull larger
than your self.

In your heart,
a sequence starts,
Insistent whispers
Universes of power

Love
helical expanses
Stronger than your pain
Deeper than life here,
An eternity
Compels, invites
Your response.

Gods love.

Tags: love, beach, shell, power, deep

Line in the Sand

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

Dust crusted finger
becomes a pointed instrument
of decision
In the dirt of time
the hand
draws the line,
the words
simple and straight
To those watching
the line is a valley
slashing its cleft
giant scars in timelines
the words sear to
the heart,
drawn with slow
heart beat jumps.
Step forward or backward?
Accuse or acknowledge self?

#christian, #decisions, #finger, #identity, #jesus, #poems, #poetry, #sin, #spokenword, #stones

How we make decisions to acknowledge self spoken word poem

Tags: sand, decisions, finger, jesus, power

Centurion

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

Dust crusted finger
becomes a pointed instrument
of decision
In the dirt of time
the hand
draws the line,
the words
simple and straight
To those watching
the line is a valley
slashing its cleft
giant scars in timelines
the words sear to
the heart,
drawn with slow
heart beat jumps.
Step forward or backward?
Accuse or acknowledge self?

Prompt
What happens when something is so amazing, so outside your experience? While carrying out orders life surprises you with a hard hitting truth.
Poem Tags
#christian, #decisions, #finger, #identity, #jesus, #poems, #poetry, #sin, #spokenword, #stones

Christian Spoken Word Poem on Easter and Cross from Soldier

Tags: sand, decisions, finger, jesus, power

Hooked

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

Swimming against currents
sun-flecked waters of life
white rapids
deep pools
imagination swims,
poem hook
drops
dangling enticingly
wavering invitingly,
In the flow debris
a beauty of words
twitch of thoughts
snare of entertainment,
I rise to the bait
caught to fight
with life's revelation.

Starting Thought
Creativity, inspiration, imagination, an amazing gift.

Inspired by Extreme Poetry resource (131+ pages of poetry tips and ideas). Click to view and gain access to great poetry forms, lessons and activities.

Tags: words, god, names, iam, power

Matrix Moments

Media Moments: Question, reflect, connect

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Beacon

Talking to Jesus

Worship Breakers

In the Head

Plays of Life

Power Over

Goliath

Decay

Your Cost

Words

In the Bubble

God's Love

Line in the Sand

Centurion

Hooked