Poem

[starkindler201]

Here is a poem I just wrote lol.

A sorrow deep as burdened glade
Though sun is gone and pure light fade
A hand is over rock and tree
O'er mountain high and foaming sea
This hand of purest love was wrought
O'er death and hell He bled and fought
He died to conquer death and fear
To to His arms we could draw near
His love abundant as the star
And His reach eternal far
All men must bow down on their knee
And through His love he cuts us free
From death and pain and torment deep
Eternal hell and evil sleep
And through His love He draws us near
So through Him we need never fear

[twyrch]

starkindler201 said:

Here is a poem I just wrote lol.

A sorrow deep as burdened glade
Though sun is gone and pure light fade
A hand is over rock and tree
O'er mountain high and foaming sea
This hand of purest love was wrought
O'er death and hell He bled and fought
He died to conquer death and fear
To to His arms we could draw near
His love abundant as the star
And His reach eternal far
All men must bow down on their knee
And through His love he cuts us free
From death and pain and torment deep
Eternal hell and evil sleep
And through His love He draws us near
So through Him we need never fear

That's a great poem. As I was reading it, a tune came into my mind and I put your poem to music. It fits great actually...

Check out this Site and replace the lyrics with your poem.... I think you'll be amazed. ;D

[starkindler201]

Thanks alot... it sounds great. I used to write fantasy epics for a friend's book (never gor finished lol). If you want I can post one here.

[twyrch]

starkindler201 said:

Thanks alot... it sounds great. I used to write fantasy epics for a friend's book (never gor finished lol). If you want I can post one here.

Sure! Go for it.

[starkindler201]

It will seem very corny without the book but here goes lol

A tower black as dark desires
Of evil might, of hell's hot fires
A wizard incarnate of death's dark blow
A man from which the arcane flow
A wizard of darkness he once was not
But him the shade of darkness sought
On dark desires the shade took hold
His eyes grew dark, his heart grew cold
His tower high grew cold with might
Lust for power dimmed holy sight
The Isle he had kept so dear
Turned to place of death and fear
Rampant ran the minions of hell
Through forest, town and holy dell
None were safe from death's swift strike
At blade of sword, or head of pike.

This took me 5 minutes to write (to his specifications abotu its contents) until he told me he was giving up lol. So I never finished it. Tell me what you think!

[Child of Immanuel]

You have a definite gift! I hope you'll put some more up. Welcome to the forum, btw

[starkindler201]

Wow... thanks alot! That made me feel great! ;D. I look forward to posting more on this board.. I love Stephen Lawhead's books. God bless!

[twyrch]

Child said:

You have a definite gift! I hope you'll put some more up. Welcome to the forum, btw

I agree! Those poems are awesome. You have remarkable skill. I look forward to reading more of your poems in the future. ;D

[starkindler201]

At one point I tried to start a book... but I couldn't keep myself going on it lol. Luckilly poetry doesn't take long enough to lose my interest.

[Child of Immanuel]

Same here.

[starkindler201]

I've run out of idea to write about lol... wanna give me a challenge? Give me a subject and see if I can write something? Might be fun!

[twyrch]

starkindler201 said:

I've run out of idea to write about lol... wanna give me a challenge? Give me a subject and see if I can write something? Might be fun!

Alright, how about this...

Turn on some music.... and look out the window... Write about your feelings.

[starkindler201]

Hmmm... never written about anything like that before. Here is the first draft. (May seem a little wierd lol).

The willow's limb in summer breeze
The burden on my soul did ease
The grass deep green on hill's steep slope
The wind brings thoughts of peace and hope
A place of depth and shallow dreams
Where no care lives, or so it seems
A place that's mine, and mine alone
The pungent smell of fresh pine cone
The chirping light of bird on wing
Along with them my soul does sing
Of far of land, and hearth and home
Of mountains high, and seas of foam
The place in which my soul is free
Within the bush and branch and tree
A place thats mine and mine alone
Where heart and mind and soul can roam

I was listening to soft music and I live on a hill sooo... lol. Hope you like it

[twyrch]

starkindler201 said:

Hmmm... never written about anything like that before. Here is the first draft. (May seem a little wierd lol).

The willow's limb in summer breeze
The burden on my soul did ease
The grass deep green on hill's steep slope
The wind brings thoughts of peace and hope
A place of depth and shallow dreams
Where no care lives, or so it seems
A place that's mine, and mine alone
The pungent smell of fresh pine cone
The chirping light of bird on wing
Along with them my soul does sing
Of far of land, and hearth and home
Of mountains high, and seas of foam
The place in which my soul is free
Within the bush and branch and tree
A place thats mine and mine alone
Where heart and mind and soul can roam

I was listening to soft music and I live on a hill sooo... lol. Hope you like it

I like that a lot! Very nice.

When I write, I can only do so as the spirit moves and I usually write about my feelings... or someone I care deeply about. Either way, my current emotions are reflected in my poetry.

[starkindler201]

Normally I write about concepts. As that is how the Spirit moves me normally. I have learned to write without it a little bit... but when I do it is no where near as good. As you can see from that last poem.