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Together Always

When the wooden doors 
Swing open
the ifs and certainties continue
The past and present collide
suspended in melody
and streaming sunlight
Painting colours throughout
stained glass onto church pews.

The music swirls,
you pause in the moment
ready but nervous
Poised for the next step
the start of your walk,
A ceremony commitment 
The moving of self 
to become two,
This time
has flowed from days of
dates, experiences
humour and talks.
And you walk
arm in hand with your father
his grin wider even
than your smile
and you head nod
to friends and family,
White bride and 
sparkly shoes dad
Processing to the front of church,
in the midst of
a community of those
who are your precious memories
deep connections from your lives,
You are in this one
day of your life,
this moment
as bride and groom,
And with the words
"I do"
the art
of marriage begins
a new canvas
painting
a vision for the future
allowing growing colours
growing love 
growing self
growing together
Leaping together
exploring boundaries
discovering more in each other
Traveling life together
partnering Best friends
Falling in deeper love.

On this special day
Listen,
Hear God’s heart 
placed with you
shattered with you
Sharing with you,
The circle of the ring
a reminder
His Love never ending 
flows into your life
flows with your steps.

Together always
….with a loving God.

Starting Thoughts: Written for friends on their special day. Always awesome to be part of the celebration of covenants exchanged in marriage.
Poem Topic Tags: #celebration, #ceremony, #church, #covenants, #friendship, #life, #love, #marriage, #memories, #partners, #vows
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Spoken Word about marriage and partners in a life journey together

Filling

Is life
Filling time
Filling space
Digging holes
Filling holes?
Making busy
Badging activity
Feeling frantic not fruitful
Making a living but not living
wasting inheritance
Suited up in expectations
of others
straitjackets serving success
Penguins parading parodies
Dying of the Dressed desperate.

Why are you Upset in the many things
When Few things are needed
If indeed only one
indeed... knowing the One?

Starting Thoughts: So busy in our lives we can't be present with those who are important to us. Can we find the One true God in the midst of all the things we own.
Poem Topic Tags: #busy, #expectations, #living, #momentsintime, #needs, #peace, #present, #pressure, #reality, #reallife
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Finding God and our priorities in busy life.

Race Fun

Dad stuff is fun,
this morning
petrol fumes, shuddering rubber tyres
brake and accelerate,
smooth lines to corners,
not quite in my rhythm,
finally the son could raise
his arms in triumph
as his go kart 
snuck inside 
the wheels of my kart
and sped to the lead,
He yells to the warehouse,
to family history,
to his ongoing life,
I have beaten the old man,
fair and square.
“I felt in the zone
like it was going to be my day,”
he banters
in the car on the way home,
I have to rejoin,
“Only one out of five”
in the epic battles
scattered through our time
growing family together, changing together -
But I did go down!

Starting Thoughts: Little moments become part of growing up, of independence, of taking up the mantle of the previous generation. And they involve pain and celebration at the same time!
Poem Topic Tags:
#ageing, #children, #entertainment, #family, #father, #fun, #older, #race, #ritesofpassage
Posting Tags: #artist, #christian, #creativewriting, #instawrite, #poems, #poetry, #poetsofinstagram, #poetryisnotdead, #poetrycommunity, #poetryinmotion, #spilledink, #spokenword, #typewriter, #videos, #wordsmith, #writing, #writinglife, #writerscommunity, #writerscorner, #writersofinstagram,
Rites of passage, moments in time of passing or taking the torch in fun. Spoken Word Poem.

Let's Dance

Overwhelmed 
feeling separated 
in a crowded room,
It was meant to be a ball,
Fun, Honour, love, friendship
greed, self-seeking, pain,
Marketing and money,
swirl seen and unseen
in this dance room,
Watching from the wall
history spins always changing
yet somehow never human different,
I see and unsee
realms of darkness and light
Masquerades and promenades
But right now
In the paradoxes that entangle me,
A sense of destiny,
and so I wait
Wait in the lies
Wait for something
Wait for life
Wait for a touch of real.

Even as I animate my false smiles
Appearing to all
That I am ok,
I see below the surface
deep struggles in
My soul and
the souls through the room.

Then in the swirl
of bodies on the dance floor
A figure...
Why haven't
I seen him before?
A person
somehow deeply in 
yet beyond the room
is threading his way
through the crowd,
His eyes lock to mine-
Passion...
As he approaches,
Moving like dance
is his being-
Love...
leaps the distance 
between us,
I am undone
Hoping
It really is me
Chosen
Despite who I am.

He stretches out his hand
Eyes looking direct 
Frank and appealing depths,
A smile crinkles
their edges,

Love pulls
my heart
my thinking as I 
Impulsively 
Raise my hand
resting my finger tips 
in his warm fingers,
His voice cuts the noise
Reverberating in my mind
"Hi, I'm Jesus
if you Know me you
Know the Father,
I am the way, truth, life...
Will you dance with me?
Dance free,
Will you rest in my arms?

Rise bride
you will never be separated 
From my power
From this love
I have for you
Let us be together.
Let's dance."

Poem Tags
#spoken-word, #poetry #love, #god, #life, #faith, #decision, #dance, #real-life, #identity, #bride, #church


Prompt
The world thinks it dances to it's own tune. Someone else is however in the ballroom and He makes you look up, somehow cuts through the noise. Will you dance?
Jesus cuts through the crowd and asks for a dance.

Exchange

The beautiful exchange:
Love for fear 
Freedom for chains
Connection for disconnection
Joy for heaviness
Peace for loss
Power for powerlessness
Life for death.

Starting Thoughts: What an amazing exchange Jesus makes in our lives.
Poem Topic Tags:
#chains, #connections, #contrasts, #death, #fear, #life, #loss, #love, #peace, #power
Posting Tags: #artist, #christian, #creativewriting, #instawrite, #poems, #poetry, #poetsofinstagram, #poetryisnotdead, #poetrycommunity, #poetryinmotion, #spilledink, #spokenword, #typewriter, #videos, #wordsmith, #writing, #writinglife, #writerscommunity, #writerscorner, #writersofinstagram,
The Beautiful Exchange poetry on the wonderful gifts God has for us.

Live Real

Great life 
Real life 
comes from God 
Purposeful life
new life 
begins in Christ 
Clear life 
centered life 
flows from God 
Transparent life 
Open life 
Found in God
Joyful life 
Hopeful life 
Celebrated in Jesus
River life 
Fire life 
discovered in the Spirit
Diverse life 
Exciting life 
Abundant in Yahweh

Intimate life 
Love life 
Beats with God
Safe life 
Powerful life 
Established in Christ.
Be awesome with God
Your source of life
Be with Him - right now 
Surrounded by Him
The Lord of lords in you
Spirit renewing, restoring 
Your spirit soul.

In His life - life!

Starting Thoughts: In the midst of stress, lack of purpose, we can discover a life that is very different, live a life of purpose and love. Know a community of new brothers and sisters!
Poem Topic Tags:
#diversity, #fire, #god, #joyful, #life, #purpose, #real, #realllfe, #river,
Posting Tags: #artist, #christian, #creativewriting, #instawrite, #poems, #poetry, #poetsofinstagram, #poetryisnotdead, #poetrycommunity, #poetryinmotion, #spilledink, #spokenword, #typewriter, #videos, #wordsmith, #writing, #writinglife, #writerscommunity, #writerscorner, #writersofinstagram,
Living the abundant life, real life exciting life with Christ/ God poem.

Pi Poem @ Gym

They pump arms
strong
in a time bash
hard
agonising push 
addict rhythm of sinews, muscles
gym beefs
aerobic heart pounding,
mat bend.

Envious beginners
with sideline glances
desiring 
instant sculpture Abs
striving, hiding newbie status
watching trainers bearing “been there” grins.
gym bunnies and sweat buddies
weight loss, shaved perspiration bodies
for two weeks
and quit!

#effort, #fitness, #gym, #habits, #maths, #numbers, #pi, #poems, #poetry, #pupils, #seeker, #spokenwords #syllables

Praise

Where does my
love, power, fun
Come from?
Who is the source
of who I am?
Oh God
May the praise 
I seek -
words for my
soul life
come to me
from You,
from my walk
in You.

1 Corinthians 4:4-5

#fun, #identity, #life, #like, #love, #poetry, #poems #power, #praise, #reallife, #spokenword
Like Spoken Word Poem

Far Away

In the midst
of the loss
in my life,
the positivity
miracles and faith
seem human words.

I am
drifting Lost
just a vapour
just dust
layered times
patinas of pain,
My spirit
surrounded and boxed
cheap traps
flimsy cardboard
and sticky tape,
life archived
and placed on the
cold metal shelf
Another carton
of forgotten records
experiences
and notes on
a life
attempted.

I know
I see only
what I see
through the holes
and tears
in my box,
My dark perspective,
But as I touch
the sides
they feel concrete.

"Box on," they say.

Who is this Jesus?
I know I exist,
complex in a world
where evil occurs because
God is the only true good,
science points to the reality
the historical figure
Jesus
who says," I am
the one you
have been waiting for.
Who do you say I am?”

Who is this Jesus?

Can I see more through the tears
and holes in my box?

Poetry Topic Tag: #box, #christian, #experiences, #jesus, #life, #loss, #lost, #pain, #perspective, #poems, #poetry, #reality, #spokenword, #trapped,#videos, #who
Spoken Word poetry on how we sometimes feel trapped in a box.

One Answer

God's answer
to everything;
Love.

Success, failure
Faith, doubt
Upbeat, downcast
Ready, unready
Stress, peace
Going, waiting...

God's answer
to everything;
Love.

#answers, #christian, #doubts, #failure, #faith, #god, #love, #poems, #poetry, #spokenword, #success, #videos
God

Hope for Life

Hope
Creates an
ever expanding world
Options,
Possibilities,
Partner with this hope,
Lift your eyes
to hope in Christ,
You are a new creation
born from His salvation
Carrier of hope.

Starting Thoughts: Hope that lasts beyond having money in the bank, that things will work out right. Hope is something you can encounter even in the rough stuff that life throws at you.
Poem Topic Tags:
#christ, #creation, #hopes, #meaning, #new, #salvation, #vision
Posting Tags: #artist, #christian, #creativewriting, #instawrite, #poems, #poetry, #poetsofinstagram, #poetryisnotdead, #poetrycommunity, #poetryinmotion, #spilledink, #spokenword, #typewriter, #videos, #wordsmith, #writing, #writinglife, #writerscommunity, #writerscorner, #writersofinstagram,
Could it be true that real hope, in all situations, can come from knowing Christ Poetry Spoken Word

Put On

Birthday suit...
The colour varies
Chocolate to marshmallow,
Texture changes
Smoothness to wrinkles
Baby soft to hard crusts,
freckles and follicles,
DNA inheritance
on display.

As you exit the
house, flat, bedroom
for today,
Will it be
Birthday suit or armour?

Starting Thoughts: Are we ready for the day? With the connection and motivation of Christ in our hearts, we then need to put on the full armour of God to equip ourselves with the tools that we need. It is daily armour, for a lifetime of love in making disciples of others.

Bible Verses: “Be on guard. Stand firm in the faith. Be courageous. Be strong. And do everything with love.”
1 Corinthians 16:13-14

11 Put on the full armour of God, so that you can take your stand against the devil’s schemes. 12 For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms. 13 Therefore put on the full armour of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand. 14 Stand firm then, with the belt of truth buckled around your waist, with the breastplate of righteousness in place, 15 and with your feet fitted with the readiness that comes from the gospel of peace. 16 In addition to all this, take up the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one. 17 Take the helmet of salvation and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God.
18 And pray in the Spirit on all occasions with all kinds of prayers and requests. With this in mind, be alert and always keep on praying for all the Lord’s people.
Ephesians 6:11-18 New International Version (NIV)

Poem Topic Tags: #armor, #armour, #faith, #peace, #principalities, #readiness, #salvation, #soldier, #spirit, #truth, #weapons

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Put on the ephesians armour of God. Spoken Word humour.

Be Big

The cracks 
spread searing
crazy darkness 
across the facade
of my mind,
Imprinted patterns
of behaviour.
This me 
My fast past.

What are the words
we speak?
to our looks
Our failures, our successes
Is it time to
Realign 
to break free
from thought slavery?

Renewing minds
Allowing Christ
To game change
and build a
Firm foundation.

Set your mind on the kingdom
Shifted minds stillness
Aware of God’s thinking
Purpose
Bow your mind 
Connected, breathing together 
lingering, dwelling with God
impossible possibilities
fearless of death,
Now a Human be-ing.

Poem Tags
#spoken-word, #poetry #love, #god, #life, #faith, #peace, #rest, #minds, #spoken-word


Prompt
The cracks of life in our minds. So hard to find peace, rest to "be" in the moment.
Finding peace from the cracks in your mind.

A Change

How can I
See the new kingdom
See this change
That is needed,
Know God for real?
Standing at crossroads
I see my life stretching
down different highways, low-ways
All directions are somehow me
but only one
Seems fully real, 
fully life giving
fully me,
Yet shadows
still dance before my eyes.

Something needs to happen
in me, from me
first, before I take
the next step,
who will I serve
self, God, what others think,
money, humanity's poisons?
I'm Called to home
to repentance,
turning from owning my life
Giving my hopes and dreams
to Jesus,
To see God's glory by 
Being changed
from glory to glory,
losing the stuff
strangling my secret heart
That holds me back.

Overwhelming...

Standing at the cross,
Road to being saved,
just a step forward;
I've got to serve somebody,

Christ is the beginning.

Poem Tags
#spoken-word, #poetry #love, #god, #life, #faith, #glory, #road, #seeker, #crossroads, #change, #choice #standing, #decisions, #hope, #choices, #spoken-word


Prompt
At the crossroads, are you ready for change? What direction?
Standing at the Crossroads seeking a Change

With Friends

With friends
wandering the sunshine
saturated woods,
the journey of years
Footprints in the paths
we sometimes walked,
deliberately ambled,
Running again and again
on some trails
just for fun or
sheer pleasure,
Other tracks discovered
fresh and new,
explored one time,
A history tapestry of trails
previous moments;
shared laughter, deep talks,
generous thoughts, babies,
celebration, hugs and tears,
being human,
Through it all
the heart of life beating.

The random
Throw of dice,
fate turned eye-slitted mask,
pain that fastens
Claws into journey,
And suddenly
in a glade the
Sun is eclipsed
trees disappear
Dimmed to shadows,
friends there
but distant as the
mind shuts against reality,
life closes slow motion
To moments and long waits.

You have
a diagnosis of RCVS,
and they have the big words
to back it up:
Reversible Cerebral Vasoconstriction Syndrome.
Did I pronounce that right?
MRI, spirals of tests and requests
more information,
and you meet a new tomorrow
Where life's worth
Narrows to a thin light bulb
in the glade,
hanging on gossamer thread,
You stand in the clearing
light dim around,
it seems misty
without mist,
lonely
with friends,
real
and surreal twists together,
echoes of
“it shouldn’t be this...
how can it be?”
words, sentences,
paragraphs, stories
tumble from
white coated
important strangers...
from friends
mixing with your own
complex fractures
and connections in
your mind.

Is there an
indifference of meaning,
clocks ticking whisper
echoes
air wispy
"This time, this place.”

What can we say
but we’ll be there
ready for a hug
understanding your battle to
be strong in facing the mountain,
helping you through the words
knowing they are not your sentence,
praying for you
blessing the sun
on your face,
light into your forest glade
to lift mist and distance,
opening eyes to see
the Creator’s touch
deep in your soul.

Poem Tags
#spoken-word, #love, #medical-events, #problems, #relationship, #faith, #struggles, #life

Prompt
Carrying pain, wondering in the midst of a medical issue or event, what next?
With Friends in the Midst of Medical Struggles

The Urge

Do you ever...
one moment
Sitting at home,
next
just wanting to
Leave?
Get out, find space,
seek different, explore new!
Seconds later
Decision made despite
Dark winter night outside,
Destination decided.

Heat pump off,
Keys in pocket
Lights flicked,
Darkness descends inside
as you remote flick
the garage door,
It clatters upwards
as you don jacket
Bike helmet and gloves,
set LED lights to
"Don't hit me” flicker
and fasten them to front and back
of carbon framed track hunter,
Pushing out
Sneak quick under the descending
Metal sectioned door,
first metres with flashing lights
illuminating dark driveway
to neon pale street,
hitting curb street drain
onto road bordered
by shadow naked maples,
cycling the adventure,
hanging hard on street corners
weaving back streets and cones,
cold sneaking wind tips
stroking cheeks
checking out coat zips,
Almost
feeling faster than cars
as their lights creep
up beside me,
and then wide berth pass
my peddling
side-to-side shadow,
the tarmac
my playground
my heart pound.

Riding the night lights
To the mall
- fried dumplings and new shoes!

Poem Tags
#spoken-word, #adventure, #bicycles, #bikes, #fun, #pressure, #life

Prompt
Sometimes, you want to just get out of the house, out of confinement and find adventure.
Riding Track Bike in night adventure.

Images Flow

Made in
Created in
Purposed in
the image of God,

You are connected to God
hearing what he hears,
He feels, you feel,
he breathes, you breathe,
belonging to your Lord,

To you, in you, From you,
His love, power, heartbeat
calls deep to deep,
intertwining spirit to spirit,
and the colours swim
Swirling to life in you
creating the story
God's words, your thoughts
flowing infusing rhythms
telling of the kingdom
Stories and journeys,
Loves cascade,
Saturating hues
streaming to a world that
needs a master's peace.

Poem Tags
#spoken-word, #poetry #love, #god, #life, #faith, #story, #spirit, #mirror, #art, #colours


Prompt
We are God's colour, story, love to a world. We mirror who He is through our connection in Spirit and truth.
Made in God

Deep Pain

In the saturated Pain 
grappling bone deep
from skin cuts
To words slicing
into my brain,
I drown in the silent 
screams of my soul,
Apathy drifts 
strangling 
hopes and possibilities,
I hear of an amazing love
and it shines,
I hear Jesus is good, so good
I somehow know
a Soul calling,
but it still seems
a nightmare reach away,
an impossible journey,
how could I start
to believe,
in a room
Of those who have found
this real love,
How could it be for me?
Hard and dark
stark chalk outlines of my body 
rising from the concrete floor.
I am living dead.
Jesus 
Can I try you?
Yet I know that's not enough
Jesus
Can I believe?
Can I dare?
Can I trust?
To give you the whole
Of me.

In me...
Jesus.

I give my dark
I give my confusion,
My heart 
My despair
My hopes
asking for Your breath
to turn my heart,
Towards Jesus
Towards the Way, Truth, Life
Towards the new,
Thanking for total forgiveness
Thanking for amazing love,
I am free to be me
Free to give.

Poem Tags
#pain #spoken-word #seeking #faith #real-life #aloneInAroom

Prompt
Carrying pain, wondering in the midst of a medical issue or event, what next?
Can I let God into my Life

A Near Car Park

A open car park
dive in and align
Suddenly realising that 
out of fifty parks,
Six cars 
Have nestled themselves by
each other,
The rest of
white tooth gaps on tarmac
Vacant, 
our cars are friends
establishing relationships,
happily jostling car doors
sharing dents and dirt.

We so 
follow each other,
queues of togetherness;
boasting pairs in
line for Terror theme park ride,
waiting to see if you are
standing on toes
tall enough to enter,
sitting in rows of seats
hardly choosing the first
three rows, especially
favouring back rows,
And if someone tries too
Jump the queue,
break the silence,
We can be programmed
to stand on a bell
and not even know why.

And life
being the way it is,
“we like sheep gone astray”
pops into my head…

Silent without thinking
gliding into carparks,
in shameful past
many mute, stunned 
walked into gas chambers
died together
gassed in prison boxes
creeping from advertisement noise,
avalanches of media
images of sexual freedom
silent epidemics of porn 
on computers,
penetrating thoughts of 
it is about me, what I take
is OK, cousin sex play,
child play, drunk power,
and raw shame wraps
throats into more silence,
and no one talks with
61% of teens learning
about sex from the Internet.
No wonder
we suffer
whirlpools of inaccuracy, indifference
incest, ingrained secrecy, 
stored death,
Creeping electron feet
Assault and battery
screens in our houses,

Strangers we've 
never seen, met, known
invited to your home,
How, in the cesspool,
can we swim
without swallowing?

Sleeper Awake!

We can only
turn to the one
who is living water,
Changing the landscape
of our lives,
Who loves deep, cleanses deep,
Forgives deep, changes deep,
reveals and sets free.

Poem Tags
#pornography #love #speakout #bedifferent #following

Prompt
Sexual abuse, pornography, shame and pain.
Parable of the Car Park Poem

Louder is Stronger

Because you said whatever
it must be the truth,
beat your honey lips
Drum louder,
so we presume
We are hearing the real,
Media layers
websites, facebook, instagram,
social media poison drips,
lies like flies
coating your lips,
buzzing off the corpses
of facts bloated,
balance not considered
as rhetoric extremes
sell more, get more hits,
death hits
suicide hits
humanity hits,
Reality bits.
A world of lost
in clamour,
Voice barbs in the mind.
Voices
The whispers in your mind
circling your thoughts
choruses streaming from the past     
into the secrets of your heart.

Voices
from the whispers of your heart
To your spirit,
Hearing the call
Deep to deep
from God.

Voices
hear the rolling thunder,
know the powerful name
of Jesus,
The One
who claimed
He was the way, life, truth.

Starting Thoughts: In a world full of voices, what are the strongest ones we hear, respond to and influence our life. How much does media, opinion, comments, video influence the decisions we are making? Where do we find and know truth? Can we hear it in the noise of life?
Poem Topic Tags: #gossip, #lies, #media, #propaganda, #real, #socialmedia, #truth, #voices, #whispers
Posting Tags: #artist, #christian, #creativewriting, #instawrite, #poems, #poetry, #poetsofinstagram, #poetryisnotdead, #poetrycommunity, #poetryinmotion, #spilledink, #spokenword, #typewriter, #videos, #wordsmith, #writing, #writinglife, #writerscommunity, #writerscorner, #writersofinstagram,
Spoken Word Poem on the finding of truth in the media noise of our world.
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