Poetry

[Margim]

Poetic genius I am not, but thought I'd just share this poem I entered in a little competition on another forum... it had to be Lord of the rings themed in 10-20 lines. I decided to try and cover the whole series in my twenty lines of rhyme. Here is my 10 minute effort...

'Lord of the Rings in Twenty Lines of Rhyme' - Margim

The ring young Frodo carried, it was perilous and grave,
A token of great power, would see the world unmade.

He went with eight companions - elf, wizard, dwarf and man,
Hobbit from Buckland, one young Took, and his Gardener named Sam.

Together they set towards Mordor, land of sulphur and flame,
To destroy the Ring of the Dark Lord, forever destroy his name.

The mission wasn't easy, betrayed by their own side,
The wizard Saruman turned mad and aimed to take their hides.

At Moria fell Gandalf and at Amon Hen, the Son of Denethor,
The Fellowship was scattered, what adventures lay in store?

Man, Elf and Dwarf went to Rohan, some little folk to Old Fangorn,
While Frodo, Sam, and mad Gollum continued to Mordor.

At Helm's Deep all seemed lost, defenders despairing and stern,
Gandalf rode, changed the tide, to Minas Tirith the action turned.

On came orcs, nazgul and trolls to lay that great city down,
Then came the King, with the dead on a string, to prevail and win back his crown.

At the Black Gate, where Sauron's Mouth wait, the forces of good made a stand,
And with the Dark Lord so occupied, Frodo played his last hand.

Gollum, malingerer, bit ring from his finger, plunged with it into the fire,
Sauron was felled, his evil expelled. And Frodo returned to the Shire.

[kg00ds]

Well, the read was a bit bumpy, yet it is better than I probably would of pulled off. I like it. Thanks for sharing it.

[Margim]

Yeah, I was really streatching it in some places (okay, many places) But as I said, a ten minute effort for an internet forum, in the middle of my holiodays, for no reward. Just a bit of fun.

Thankyou for your kind words though

[dgan]

kg00ds, I love the passion in your poetry - but I had trouble dealing with the whole 'excrement' part...still trying to purge the mental images from my head. Good stuff, though.

[dgan]

OK - cheesy poem of the day...sorry. I almost always write my 'poetry' to music, so if it is difficult to follow the flow...that is why. (The punctuation gives it its meaning. There are no typos - I quadruple-checked.)


Any way,
I could gain your trust in me again?
Any way,
we could go back where it all began?

Any way I could reverse it all,
Any way I could take back it all.

Anyway, I know I'm rambling.
I'm just lost, you are my everything.
I need to bring you back to me again,
. . . Any way I can.

Every day,
I remember just what it was like,
Every day,
When we would touch and hold each other tight.

Every day I live it all again.
Every day my heart breaks all over again.

Anyway, I know I'm rambling.
I'm just lost, you are my everything.
I need to bring you back to me again,
. . . Any way I can.

The only way to make this right,
Is for me to be back by your side.
The only way I'll make it through today,
Is to get you back somehow, some way.

Anyway, I know I'm rambling.
I'm just lost, you are my everything.
I need to bring you back to me again,
. . . Any way I can?

[kg00ds]

Yay for the cheese! Anyway, dgan I liked the cheese, thanks for the cheese and as far as the excrement goes I threw it in their just to see what reactions I'd get. Also, when I wrote this poem I was in an Educational Adolescent Psychology class and we learned that children, supposedly, go through a stage where they like to play with their excrement so maybe that's where the line came from. I'm not sure.

[dgan]

LOL! That doesn't help get these images out of my head!

[kg00ds]

Sorry. Would a bucket of clorox a scrub brush and me in a pair of through-a-ways ready to go to town cleaning help?

[Jenna]

Lost and Found

Lost in the dark.
Small, helpless, shivering cold,
Slidden off the path.

Crying, scared, isolated,
Abandoned to a fate of my own choosing,
Cry for help, or die alone.

I cry out,
“Lord, help me out!”

Softly, gently,
Arms enfold me.
“Child, I have found you.
See, you are not so far from the narrow way.
Follow me I light the way.”

I place my hand in his.
Trusting him wholly.
My heart fills with joy!

I am not lost, I am found.
I am safe and sound within the presence of
the one who loves me… my Shepard, my lord.

Copyright ©2006 ~ Jenna

[Jenna]

My Master’s Face

Glory, honor, and wondrous praise
As I gaze upon my Master’s face.
Sorrow and pain fill my soul
As I take my place.

Clothed in rags, kneeling
Before the throne,
I bare my sins before him.
“I am not worthy. I have failed you!” I cry.
Hush, my child, that is a lie!

Come, my child, well done
You are forgiven through my son.
He takes my burden
And I am washed anew,
So my faith blazes
And shines like dew.

With joy I again look upon my Master’s face.
For in his look,
There’s love, peace, and amazing grace.


Copyright ©2006 ~ Jenna

[Jenna]

What am I?
I am lost.
I know not my path.
I am a meddler.
I despair.
I am no better than scum.
I know the cost of…
Not listening as I should.
I am a sinner of little faith.
What I sow I shall reap.
I cannot sleep.
My soul weeps.
My heart aches.
My conscience yells.
Alarms ring like little bells.
I bear the burden of my sin.
He stands there,
His arms open wide.
Child come inside.
I am wrapped in his loving arms.
His love drives out the bitterness.
His blood…the sin
My burdens… removed.
I am forgiven…
I am forgiven!

Copyright ©2006~Jenna

[Jenna]

Dad, you're special, this is true.
When you're gone it makes me blue.
Even though it's nothing new,
You've even helped me tie my shoe.

I know you love me when I'm bad,
Even though it makes you sad.
I know you love me,
and let me see,
just how much you're proud of me.

I want you to know how very glad,
I am to have you as a dad.
You have a place in my heart,
It's been there from the very start.

Now there is something I need to do,
I need to say I love you.
Here's a hug and a kiss
now I want to tell you this...

HAPPY FATHER's DAY!

Copyright ©2006~Jenna

(I wrote this one for my daughter, for my husband)

[Jenna]

Sent from Heaven

He sent you from heav'n up above,
To watch over those he loves.
In his place he sent you here,
so I would have a father near.

To love me and to guide me,
And follow the good book.
Then when I misbehave
you quell me with a look.

He uses you as a tool,
teaching me the Golden Rule.
Treating others as yourself,
Remembering to share.
Showing me to be kind,
and that you really care.

He made you gentle hands
and a great big heart.
He made you very strong
and also very smart.
Daddy, I want you to know
the best part...

You're my Daddy!

Copyright ©2006~Jenna

(This one was written for my 2 year old for her Dad last year on Father's Day)

[Jenna]

I am a published author, by God's wonderous grace, at least half of what I have written has been published through Poetry.com...under my previous name and current married name. God has given me a gift, I should use it to glorify him .

A Father’s Love

Father forgive us
We didn’t understand.
The gift of love you gave us
Until the Son of Man.
Tortured and punished
And set upon the cross.
You died to save us
So we would not be lost.
To save the world,
An unworthy creation
You gave your son,
To save the nations.
You gave us the gift,
The ultimate sacrifice.
A gift so costly,
Only one way to pay the price.
To give our lives in return.
Thank you Father for
You gave us the gift of
A father’s love.

Copyright ©2006~Jenna

[Jenna]

Sinner

Follow the true path.
Don’t despair,
I am there, in the dark, in the pain.
Take up the cross and follow me.
Stray not and I will welcome you.
Confess, repent, I forgive.
Be careful.
The way is narrow.
Come my love, my child, my bride
Come home.
To sit by my side in the kingdom of Heaven.

Copyright ©2006~Jenna