New Hope ( dedicated to Beth, an amazing woman )

I wrote this in 2009

New Hope

the world has so many problems
we are the group to do some good
it requires more than one person
a leader to guide us
brought to help us serve
showing us the way through simple acts
charity the quality instilled within
determination, hardwork, and kindness emerge

much character built up
it's not about the amount of work,
but the love and joy it brings
people are volunteers of our society
paid nothing, no fame or glory
you get the "good" feeling as if it was
a warm spring day

the environment needs our care
the nameless need our compassion
the hurting need our support
the addicted need our grace
but everyone needs love

Beth, our fearless leader
she has many "children" to empower
the world has a lot of people
no one, so diligent, kind and hardworking as she
planning and fussing so we
may bond together
one person doing so much, a once in a lifetime
personality
oppurtunites given, memories made
money raised, a trip taken
teaching us to help the world
North Carolina, New Mexico

Mississippi, Washington D.C, all hold great memories
many lessons learned over the years
friendships made duribg our years stick
R.P.M.S the one thing that made our life complete
took us to places we never thought possible
challenged us to look past ourselves and
dig into our glass hearts
you can look through to the other side, vain and
shallow were we
she taught us to look past our exteriors, defy
stereotypes and to serve others
Beth is an inspiration  to everyone who meets her

An amazing dancer and human Gizella Cruz wrote this one. It is another interpertation of the one above.

love-life-hope-loss
isn't there something
wrong in a world
that has so many problems such as these
   too bad- no one can get along
   or even try, to love each other

It's not really about where you end
But more about
               how you get there
      'cause where you end up could be pointless
if you lost yourself, getting there
   you concentrate on the glory
   worry-about what others think of you
    But what is important to you 
    you probably don't know anymore

* the harmless need our care
   the nameless need our compassion
   the hurting need our support
   so give it all you got
   the addicted need our grace
   But everyone needs our love
ooh-needs love, needs love *

  Don't you know someone
that can help us
            live in peace?

The moments we remember the most
         are the ones we share with friend
          tied in  together
              let's move forward

Can't you see our hearts
it's made out of glass
I want to reflect you
  to show you my love
But please don't crack it
Like you've cracked thd rest of the world

Please always see

*        *

whoa

Elephant of the Gods

April 15th and 16th
no matter where we are on this journey. I hope we can all say what Mary said.

Elephant of the Gods

a white elephant gift tradition
names drawn around a circle
God picked all of you this season
The first person was Mary Magdelene
His wife needed a to learn a pivitol key
feeling is believing, much more waits
how you feel matters little
ups and downs in sad or happy
she felt God around her axis
we have to see him as well right?

be wise young one, see Him whole
take apart the ghost you capture
disciples do not fear my shadow
take me with you on this rollercoaster
save a seat for me right here
hey, is this seeing is believing real?
my face never seen on a camera roll
or by modern portraits
reach beyond the physical
just cause I'm invisible
does not mean belief hides
our eyes and ears want proof
the final step to begin Christianity

Thomas, what proof is neccesary
your box is empty son
like my little stone oasis
He said on the third day; Jesus rose
to be the light we all need
puts many stars in side of it
making sun rises a new beginning

a fresh start really puzzled
Tom expected one peice of ark
tangible isn't always best
hands love to hold abundance
but this box won't be swapped
only you can use it tonight
proof does not require possesions
enchanted with words once spoken
mixing up inside his beliefs

she learned to not just feel
they learned to not just see
he learned to not need proof
and accept faith in time
the ball drops at midnight
we count how much belief reigns
through seeing his love unfold
feeling your word invade ny soul
proving life is better with you

around the Capital Region in 2017
shines cities where people say
" I have seen the lord " with Mary
God allows us to calm down
His motto " peace be with you "
growing as a Christian populus
where Earth angels are working

The start of my love for poetry. ( I was in 3rd and 4th grade )

I wrote more but these were in books published by the school. The formatting is not my favorite but I was younger.

3rd grade. I was 9

Deer

You are across the
street, deer.Put me
on you.
      But I can't.
How do I find you
again?
     You are there once or
twice a year.
Where are you the
rest of the time?
I am at somebody else's house.
Where are you all night?
I am sleeping.
Where are you now?

4th grade. I was 10

Birds

Spring is like a bird flying
home from the south. The
wind blows through the bird's
path.The robins form V shape
in the sky. They land on the
ground and start to build a
nest.The bird turned into a seed
that was planted in the ground.
The seed began to bloom.
The flower said, I wish I were
a bird again. Once you die
you will be.

Gods Daughter

April 2cnd and 3rd
Mark 5 21-34

This is absolutely amazing!! Kristen

Gods Daughter

water falls from a darkened sky
once a bright blue hue
raindrops are hidden gems
unveiled in the least of ways
we try to pick out the rainbow
a big cloud as fluffy as cotton
seems light in Gods hand
our tears, heavy bricks thrown
He turns them into sapphires once
forever explodes thankful auras
and skies bright with sunrises

a women wakes up;surrounded
family,strangers,and more
this cosmic lonliness brushes past
in a world full of distinct people
only one matters this second
where is this Jesus living
does He make house calls?
no glances at her old image
hopes to break past borders
built up by an invisible wall

she walks along dusty paths
miles and miles to see Him
great luck inside a pot of gold
He brings rich prayer for her
seeing years of pain pour out
I have been near you-always
longer talks about life emerges
fear not for I heal deep wounds
roots planted that mix up time

it seems like hours;minutes
weights hollowed out quickly
fall away to unbroken earth
and body made out of feathers
seeds grow trees stronger
where ailments find that cure
God transforms even the weak
she walks away on a high note

God never told us her name
our life before you,
working each moment of need
sun illuminates a brighter sky
once a grey tint
we are reminded of mighty gifts
as the Bible writes them out

going to church on Sunday
hearing your words pop
moments where deep thoughts fly
and only one sentence sticks
"He calls the women daughter"

I am one too;unrelated
inside His spaceship
never missing each coordinate
with a power to transform

The North Stars Prism

March 23rd and 24th 

I wrote this poem about He grounds us and meets us. He takes our jumbles and shines brighter

The North Stars Prism

questions, where's my yes or no
I cannot see your face today or
hear how you sound
just speak what I want to hear
am I happy with life in this nanosecond
love beating fully each minute
smiling for He is showing that to me
more amazing moments of joy

there is an answer to satisfy
I read your words tonight and
breathe in life
see what I needed to find
am I ok, a jumble of words
conflict growing in my body
painted over by graffiti
making my mind orbit the sun

no reply to end a war
I was set a blaze before You
broke without my compass
help me move through the forest
am I lost in our atmosphere
lungs interact among stale air
clouding what is really there
planets distract the purpose

walking up an unmarked trail
I see many steep hills ahead
pointed north from Polaris
what direction is happy
am I a bloom fully open
rain falls inside my veins
quenched by the suns rays
illuminates those sleepy tears

God, when is my time
I cannot sense your, plan or
how You move ice into water
just do your best today
am I still floating on a star
clocks appear like meteorites
its dials sing out loud
stuck waiting for a reply

hello eagle teach me to fly
I want to walk across oceans
jump into the lights prism
bounce on a beam high
I am happy off the ground
where houses morph slowly and
scales tip out fear, doubt
laughter being my healer

I am finding clarity, prayer
scripture to exit the spaceship
I am using a compass, grounded
nature to energize my core
I am opening up, my heart
friends use my aura wisely
I am seeing you as a star
beacon of light by my side
never dull in weak moments
shines brighter today and tommorow
questions, what inspires you
exhale right now steady
rise with God