Called Poems - Poems about Called

A distraction is not a noise Is a commotion of signs A movement A sequence is not a route Is a formulation of a plan A master piece Enjoy the journey, As the air is fresh Count your breathing Inhale,release As the wind is...Read the rest...

For it speaks true, to sensitize through taste and touch, nose, ears and eyes By nature, some will genuflect, a flower's fragrance to respect, detect unseen need to admire gifts freely given by the Sire. Fires up arms...Read the rest...

There once was a lass who waddled. ...Read the rest...

I've moved yall far away from earth Where there are no more hurricanes, hospitals And there is no more hurt I moved to a new place, a place called No More That's off across the sea and far away...Read the rest...

The storm of rejection can be a tumultuous and overwhelming experience, out pour of emotion of a blocked shot, sending the ball of the court, leaving us feeling battered and bruised. It can hit us suddenly,...Read the rest...

The Stage Called Life Driving rain darkness surrounds him now a choice has been made, now here in the thicket deep with rich fir rising to the heavens. Why? Where? How? Questions whose...Read the rest...

the mountains call my name I hear, but am fearful about responding they come to me in dreams demanding to be heard I keep dreaming of them, I complain you are meant to go, they want you. is this possible? I...Read the rest...

He sits in silence, his words held tight, A well of wisdom, sealed from sight. His lips are firm, his eyes withdrawn, As night falls silent before the dawn. The world is thirsty, tongues run dry, Yet he keeps still,...Read the rest...

I woke up this morning, the clouds all grey No birds were singing, no music played "Up in flames" the alarm bell rings Another day of surviving begins Up bright and early, heart scan today What happens next is...Read the rest...

There once was a man called Billy. He said, "See the lovely Lily!" She wasn't young, But had a sweet tongue, How could he say no to her silly....Read the rest...

The clapboards of the church pews are as loud Praise print on a hymnal collection plate showerless blessing bell rope dangle art on a dusty floor prayers of silence hallow the rafters sunset gifts bits of stained glass life...Read the rest...

I, the river you, the bed Please, may I have the flower You may have my thorns instead I, the fire You, the flame I am what you require Yet you do not say my name In your petals, I lie still, Scared to...Read the rest...

Balaam's Final Oracle Numbers 24:21-25 and uttered his oracle: "Your dwelling place is so secure, your nest is set upon a rock; yet you Kenites will be destroyed when Asshur takes you captive." Then he uttered his oracle: "Ah, who can live...Read the rest...

Balaam's Third Oracle Numbers 24:4-14 part three concluded who sees a vision from the Almighty, who falls prostrate, and whose eyes are opened. How beautiful are your tents, O Jacob, your dwelling places, O Israel! Like valleys they spread out, like gardens beside...Read the rest...

Balaam's Second Oracle Numbers 23:13-17 part two you will only see a part but not all of them. And from there, curse them for me. So he took him to the field of Zophim...Read the rest...