Ten Minute Poem

Ten minutes to write this so I type.

Trying to find out about the hype.

These letters seem to be too trite.

To explain the one who is the light.

Ten minutes is too short, too long.

I've started thinking and don't belong

In the realm of short tweets or FB posts.

I'm talking about the Lord of Hosts!

Ten minutes, my average quiet time.

Wake up, read bible, feel sublime.

Pray for a second, but don't want seconds

My ten minutes with God has ended.

Ten minutes, compared with eternity,

It's nothing. I'm too stuck in Modernity.

Where what is seen is more important.

Machines and technology are what's exhorted.

Ten minutes, help me God for the next few.

To give you praise and serve only you.

Flee from temptation, do evangelism.

Set me afire to your fanaticism!

I would remove all the ticking in the world

I would remove all the ticking in the world.
All the clocks that wait for hearts to stop.
No difference between the boss or Mr Mop.
Better if suddenly, in an activity, we drop.

I would remove all the ticking in the world.
All the marks that state your worth in numbers.
Life's achievements counted in right and wrong answers.
Better if, graciously, we humanity share together stanzas.

I would remove all the ticking in the world.
All the sickness that is caused by those darned little insects.
Preventable, cheap, but nothing in it for FOREX.
Better if, theologically, Jesus returns and he brings the fix.

An update & A poem

368 days ago, I wrote a post called "The little blog that could" which had a little poem and then an update. It turned out to become more like "The little blog that didn't", which I am a bit sad about, but also happy, as it shows how many new things I have thrown myself into that has taken up my time.

Anyway, the updates are almost exactly the same. I am going on NTE again, (hopefully this time I will write a post about it!), going on a road trip with friends, uni was some study + lots of fun, and yatter yatter yatter.

I wrote this poem because I had time on the train. I realised I do best when I don't try and be abstract but just tell it how it is. So this is my introduction to you.


An Introduction

I'm a tree by the river
Sustained by the giver
Of all things, and who brings
Life to the withered.

I'm a missionary liver
The gospel I deliver
To all things and who sings
Of Christ the redeemer.

I'm an alien and a foreigner
Don't belong in Australia
In all things and who clings
To the sure heaven future

I'm a son and a brother,
With a loving heavenly father
Through all things, He's the king

There is no other

A Silver Forest

Ten thousand buildings make a lovely silver forest
The builders were impressed by this metropolis
No green to be seen except in mouldy corners
The sun never reaches those in lower quarters

The trains rumble underground, helicopters hover
And neighbours shout over the noisy bulldozer
Black suited creatures scuffle in a line
Swarming little coffee shops to fill up the time

Children scrape their feet on the burning bitumen
Playing hide and seek and chasing the postman
Cars toot their horns as soccer balls roll
Kicked into a constructed telegraph goal

A walk through a door to a dreamlike oasis
Cool air, pot plants, drinks overflowing your chalice
Large paintings and sweet music suggest perfection
But dear could you please shut the door behind you?!

A Rainy Day

This is a poem I wrote when it was raining very heavily, and everyone seemed downcast. It is me trying to appreciate the rain more. I hope you can too.

The grass thirsts

the rain falls

A symphony

in nature's halls

I listen for

the great applause

But all I hear

is the sound of wars

I pray to God

for rain to fall

And wash away

these prison walls

To bring the joy

back to the rain

So we can enjoy it

Once again