Poetry Where You Live
Poetry and photo site with over 1,650 poems and 660 pictures, along with many links. At least 500 of my poems are faith based. Member of United Methodist Church. |
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Really Living
2007-08-15 06:37:00
Drinking theliving water of life,refreshed by the Savior.Like plants reborn inthe desert after rainwe are renewed, freedby the good newsof our brother, our LordJesus Christ, the son of God.Freed to live as the Master taughtas a good neighbor to all,living our the twin commandments,Really livingTitle 8/9/07, poem August 12, 2007 21:31John 4:1-42 and our mission trip,from Wesley United Methodist Church,Concord, NH and from First United Methodist Church,Hudson, MA to Jacksonville and Machias, MEto the Down East Maine Mission,Jacksonville United Methodist Campground,East Machias, ME ...
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Sharing in the Circle
2007-08-15 06:34:00
Rain falling on the roof above us,spending time in the circlegathered around before we are calledsharing stories, bits of ourselvesour daily devotionals, time in Your wordsongs we love, with meaningbecoming closer and closerlosing track of timesharing in the circleAugust 8, 2007 8:59amOur mission trip,from Wesley United Methodist Church,Concord, NH and from First United Methodist Church,Hudson, MA to Jacksonville and Machias, MEto the Down East Maine Mission,Jacksonville United Methodist Campground,East Machias, ME ...
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Painting in the Rain
2007-08-15 06:30:00
A little rain wasn’t going to stop uswe were there to scrape, to prime the houseto help out, make progress.Laughing as the rain ran off the roofand down my back,holding the ladderfor the scraping above meNoticing that even the spidershad found places out of the stormBut we were undaunted, for a time,and kept painting in the rainuntil the showers becamemore seriousTitle 8/8/07, poem started 8/11/07 11:30, finished August 12, 2007 20:26Our mission trip,from Wesley United Methodist Church,Concord, NH and from First United Methodist Church,Hudson, MA to Jacksonville and Machias, MEto the Down East Maine Mission,Jacksonville United Methodist Campground,East Machias, ME ...
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Walking Down to Camp
2007-08-15 06:26:00
Through the woods, dense around emwalking to the campA joy in the solitude, footstepson the soft dirt road,forever damp in shadowlush woods, forest, withthe scent of pine, of decay,of growing plants, ripe berriesof bubbling brook, green and brown forestlost in thought,the present holding swayTitle 8/8/07, poem started 8/11/07 11:30, finished August 12, 2007 20:22Our mission trip,from Wesley United Methodist Church,Concord, NH and from First United Methodist Church,Hudson, MA to Jacksonville and Machias, MEto the Down East Maine Mission,Jacksonville United Methodist Campground,East Machias, ME ...
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Spider is a Swear
2007-08-15 06:14:00
On our mission trip,At the camp, each swearcosts a quarter. On our job,“spider” is a swear.“Thousands” of them too.Oh how many big fat hairy spiderscan one house hold?“Thousands”.That will be another quarter, John.Title 8/8/07, poem August 12, 2007 20:20Our mission trip,from Wesley United Methodist Church,Concord, NH and from First United Methodist Church,Hudson, MA to Jacksonville and Machias, MEto the Down East Maine Mission,Jacksonville United Methodist Campground,East Machias, ME ...
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Escalera, Escalera
2007-08-15 06:13:00
“Ladder, Ladder!”a phrase to whichI became accustomedBeing beseeched in SpanishThe Pastor and the Pilgrimin service to Godscraping and paintingin the language of service“Mi nombre es Ray”“Escalera?”Title 8/8/07, poem August 12, 2007 20:15On the difficulty in creating roofing staging,when the requester speaks Spanish and the listener,speaks English. Our mission trip,from Wesley United Methodist Church,Concord, NH and from First United Methodist Church,Hudson, MA to Jacksonville and Machias, MEto the Down East Maine Mission,Jacksonville United Methodist Campground,East Machias, ME ...
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And That is the Milky Way
2007-08-14 20:07:00
A pure clear Maine skyopened above us, as the fire died,the cabin lights dimmed.We watched planes, satellites,many shooting starsand the streak of the Milky Waycourse across the domeof the clear nightquiet around the still campfire,echoes of the native drumpulsing through usas the night grew darkerTitle 8/7/07, poem August 12, 2007 15:41Our mission trip,from Wesley United Methodist Church,Concord, NH and from First United Methodist Church,Hudson, MA to Jacksonville and Machias, MEto the Down East Maine Mission,Jacksonville United Methodist Campground,East Machias, ME ...
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Hearing Our Story
2007-08-14 20:03:00
Told by her, in her languageour story, of all peoplearound the fire, in the circleThe meaning within her storyfor the four elements,fire, water, air and earth,Four peopleswhite, black,yellow and red.Part of her traditionlong before the races metInterconnection and balancewith peoples, withinthe elements,all precious in the Creator’s sightTitle 8/7/07, poem August 12, 2007 15:36On the words of Thunderbird Turtle Woman,Our mission trip,from Wesley United Methodist Church,Concord, NH and from First United Methodist Church,Hudson, MA to Jacksonville and Machias, MEto the Down East Maine Mission,Jacksonville United Methodist Campground,East Machias, ME ...
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On Turtle Island
2007-08-14 19:55:00
A different walk nowon Turtle Island, her people’s namefor this land of my ancestors toogenerations long past; but her storiesvivid, pure, based on oral traditions.A reverence for the land, for father Eagle,the water, the wind, around the fire.Her people, “the people”, here eternallyliving, walking on Turtle IslandTitle 8/7/07, poem August 12, 2007 15:31On the words of Thunderbird Turtle Woman,Our mission trip,from Wesley United Methodist Church,Concord, NH and from First United Methodist Church,Hudson, MA to Jacksonville and Machias, MEto the Down East Maine Mission,Jacksonville United Methodist Campground,East Machias, ME ...
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A Foundation of Love
2007-08-14 19:48:00
In the beginningthere was God’s loveupon this strong foundation,this rock, all else standsGod’s love, His ever hopeful gracewe can depend on, we are assured.God will open wideHer arms of love, readyto welcome uswhen we return home.Upon this strong foundationwe build our livesof purpose, of service,spreading the Creator’s loveBuilding Your churchTitle 8/7/07, poem August 12, 2007 15:22Our mission trip,from Wesley United Methodist Church,Concord, NH and from First United Methodist Church,Hudson, MA to Jacksonville and Machias, MEto the Down East Maine Mission,Jacksonville United Methodist Campground,East Machias, ME ...
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By the Fire
2007-08-14 19:44:00
By the fire, crackling sparks,living flame, licked the wooddancing before the starlightbefore the pine forest,beyond the camp.We gathered there, drawnby the flame, the warmth,Hearing a different,an ancient voice.Her words rumblingdown from generations past.Hearing a piece of her oral historyour common walkin this place, Turtle Island.Title 8/7/07, poem August 12, 2007 15:27On the words of Thunderbird Turtle Woman,Our mission trip,from Wesley United Methodist Church,Concord, NH and from First United Methodist Church,Hudson, MA to Jacksonville and Machias, MEto the Down East Maine Mission,Jacksonville United Methodist Campground,East Machias, ME ...
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Avoiding Purple
2007-08-14 19:38:00
I smiled a the funny turn of phrase,the appropriate admonition,“we need to avoid purple”,the mixing of the pink and blueActive chaperones for thosein our care, in our charge,colors needing to stayunblendedAugust 6, 2007 22:45 ...
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Up the Ladder
2007-08-14 19:32:00
Climbing to serve,up the ladder,beyond the roof.Up off the ground,another story,ready for scraping,for priming, for paint.Many hands, working togetherClimbing the ladderto serve.August 6, 2007 22:50Our mission trip,from Wesley United Methodist Church,Concord, NH and from First United Methodist Church,Hudson, MA to Jacksonville and Machias, MEto the Down East Maine Mission,Jacksonville United Methodist Campground,East Machias, ME ...
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Living in His House
2007-08-14 07:05:00
In living in the Master’s house,we grow, or hopefully so,perfecting ourselves, in our walkfinding our place, our wayour niche in the kingdom,ways of living, humbly, simply;spending time in fellowship,in worship, and in service.Growing in faith, recognizingthe gifts of the father, the son,and the gifts we haveto share with the world.August 6, 2007A poem on sanctifying graceOur mission trip,from Wesley United Methodist Church,Concord, NH and from First United Methodist Church,Hudson, MA to Jacksonville and Machias, MEto the Down East Maine Mission,Jacksonville United Methodist Campground,East Machias, ME ...
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In the Wet Wood
2007-08-14 07:02:00
The evergreen forest, wet fragranceafter the cooling showersweet scent of pinecaught in wisps of airmixing with othermore earthy toneswafting on the breezeDamp night fallingaround me as I walkon the wet dirt roadin the northern woodAugust 6, 2007 19:30Our mission trip,from Wesley United Methodist Church,Concord, NH and from First United Methodist Church,Hudson, MA to Jacksonville and Machias, MEto the Down East Maine Mission,Jacksonville United Methodist Campground,East Machias, ME ...
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