Grieve Not ~

CHRISTian poetry ~ by deborah ann

Father may my words,
not cause grief to You
rather let them bring praise
for all for me You do.

Let my speech be used,
solely for edifying
let my remarks be
purposely purifying.

Father may my lips,
evil not ever speak
rather let them strengthen
those who are weak.

Let my mouth not be,
like a gurgling cesspool
let it be more like . . .
a forgiving whirlpool.

Father may my words,
be of holy thought
so Your Spirit . . .
I may grieve not!

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Ephesians 4:30

And grieve not the holy Spirit
of God, whereby ye are sealed
unto the day of redemption.

King James Version
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Copyright 2019
Deborah Ann Belka

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Forever Young

Peacock Poetry

Today’s write is about the part in each of us that doesn’t really want to grow up. I have embodied these traits into a fictional character who, the truth be told, I am sure that most of us can relate to on some level!

The Middle-Aged Hedonist

They call her the middle-aged hedonist

A Peter Pan soul and a lush

A vino-or-three style expressionist

The thrill of the chase is her rush

Once wed she is now

double-barrelled

Monogamy not to her taste

She shrugs off the looks and the scowls

Their jealousy all in bad taste

For she the old middle-aged hedonist

With highlights and gel nails galore

Flys high though she cannot fit in to this

sequential imposed life for bores

She’s drunk on her dreams and her readiness

She spends like a tycoon who’s flush

They call her the middle-aged hedonist

Inside of us all lives a…

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Walking In That Valley ~

CHRISTian poetry ~ by deborah ann

When I walk in that valley,
I’m not walking it alone
for Jesus will be with me
before He takes me home.

There will nothing to doubt,
not a shedding of a tear
for Jesus will be with me
to calm my every fear.

When into that valley,
I have to travel through
the only thing I’m keeping
will be heaven in my view.

No evil will be lurking,
in the shadows for me
for Jesus like a Shepherd
in front of me, will be.

When I go to that valley,
I’ll not walk it alone
for Jesus will see me
to my eternal home!

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Psalm 23:4

Yea, though I walk through the valley
of the shadow of death, I will fear
no evil: for thou art with me;
thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.

King James Version
Public Domain

Copyright 2019
Deborah Ann Belka

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