Best Buckler Poems

The Lily of the Valley

There is none so fair and gentle
or as pure as a fresh fallen snow, 
One whose fragrance is as sweet as a lily
yes, only One and I can say with complete assurance, I know.

He is the Lily of the Valley and...

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Words were spoken 
And the blind saw
Just words spitted
And the lame got their walk
Lazarus in his sleep of death
Rotten and smelling
Woke up for words of life
Had called him

In my tongue the word says
Sleeps the power of life and death
Hidden in the life of words

In the...

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I am who Jesus says I am I'm the apple of his eye
He watches ore me constantly for his throne on high
He is my rock and shelter one thing I know for sure
When I'm in a raging storm in his arms I am secure
I am...

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Pay heed to those deeds from whence the heart must confess...
You're far from Rome Proconsul Caesar...
As they say, "All roads lead to Rome" Ariovistus
and all tresspasses are treated as threats of war...
My recent conquest of your Gaulish pets the Aedui
is justified by the right of...

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I swim in the murky waters, diving deep, nails claw mud. Lowly, I may be bowing, but I am not drowning. No, I am not beat, the struggle is not defeat. My toes dig into the earth, to feel the tangible for what it?s worth....

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Who Dares…..



Who dares to open this old and weathered tome
seeking knowledge, seeking to determine which
road to take, what thoughts to think, what must be
done to build upon the yellowed pages of another’s
dog eared life.  Are you so prematurely defeated
that you seek another’s armor, shield,...

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Your Word assures me Your salvation
…Affirming Your power of regeneration
…Asserting Your work of redemption
…Awakening with Your miracle of new creation.
My God, fire me up through Your Word for my transformation!

Your Word reminds me of Your tender mercy
…Refreshing my soul by Your loving kindness and clemency
…Rejuvenating...

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Good Friday Gratitude to Settlers
Columbus gave it lip service
He loved the Virgin Mary
Almost knew Jesus Christ
Could not have had the Holy Spirit Fire

Today, or any hour of night and day,
Brian Houston’s Ministry covers the Globe
With youth singing out heart and soul
To Christ, though disguised in...

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This Woman!
Raped beyond pity
Her previously pointing twins
Stretched beyond elasticity limits
One, to Northern excessively burning bushes
The other, to South-Southern malnourished fishes

This Woman!
Whose once-upon-a-time chic cheeks
kissed, teased, now pierced to bleed
Blood, tears, even with running nostrils

This Woman!
Her lying thighs with supposed Apologists turn Rapists

This woman!
Drugged to a...

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"The wind is the pounding of my heart."

My scruples join the wind which hammering hard
can cause my pulse to race in constant onslaught
against the gales of greed and pride caught off guard.
My buckler, the Spirit, prods with pause for thought.

Foreknowledge of pending storms illumines doubt
preparing...

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A sure and certain shelter he is
overshadowing me in him I trust
delivering from every pestilence
this is my God my anchor from dust

My refuge and my fortress
fearing no terror of the night
even at noon day nothing can destroy
throughout the day arrows take flight

Standing tall as thousands...

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Bible is indeed God's love letter to me

branded as divinely-authored Scriptures, building-up my faith...

Beautifully expressing Christ's care for my being and becoming

bringing me His best blessings along kingdom ministerial business...

Bountifully providing for my nourishment 

bracing my life with benefits of heaven's bonuses... 

Broadening my born-again...

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Traveling this road alone
My heart mourns for you
The time we had together 
Has ended way too soon

Looking through the glare
Of a windshield dimmed by tears
I think of me and you 
Traveling all these years

I recall with vivid color
How your eyes would shine
The sweet sound of...

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Here I lay my soul to rest
in life I fought to pass the test
In the end I failed you not
but your love was for another and cheaply bought
so many wrongs i righted with my sword
its edge dulled upon your word
my shield broke when you tore...

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What profane allegory
consensus signing faith
the buckler ogliarchy
so masters with sedate.

My trust from intertwining
does register as hate
the cost of life's defining
is acrimony's state.

So leadership, from this the spell
resolves my hopes abate
while following is mustered
like alimony ~ late!

So married to divining
could be the only wait
as hell bespeaks,...

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