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  • Michaela replied to the topic Fresh Poems! in the forum Poetry Discussions 7 years, 2 months ago

    This one doesn’t exactly have a syllable/word-per-line pattern, but here’s one I’ve been working on called “At Earth’s End”

    When the sun kisses the ground goodnight

    When the earth turns its final time

    When the moon shines bright

    and steals the fame from the stars

    When the black veil of night

    masks the earth from the worlds beyond

     

    The planets declare farewell

    And bow before a standing crowd

    And down falls the curtain of night

    Painted with stars and a moon –

    Each a world of their own

     

    The sky

    Closes its eye

    And bids its last

    “goodbye”

     

    Leaving a dark yet peaceful world behind

    For the last time

    . . .

    The world awakes from its nap

    The sky opens her eyes –

    and the Son blinds them

     

    The world, no longer peaceful, rumbles at its Maker

    The people run in fear

    The ball of fire threatens

    To kiss the earth again

    Unclouded and unveiled

    The fugitive runs –

    But the bride of Christ comes

    Towards the Groom that awaits her –

     

    The King of Glory

    Once dressed in red

    Clothed His bride

    With His own white

    And on that day, black covered the sky –

    Then the veil was torn in two

    Now, we await the day when the earth’s

    Curtain, too, will split in two

    And the Groom will swoop up the white-gowned rescued

     

    The linens of white are her something borrowed

    The sad life she knew

    Her something blue

    The nature she had, her something old

    Endless awe is her something new

    Passing from well-spent life she knew

    Into everlasting honeymoon

     

    In that moment, she awakens

    Glad for the life that wasn’t wasted

    That the life she suffered was not in vain

    For suffered, much more, was the Lamb Who was slain

    She was glad for every day she lived

    For the One Who died for the life to give

    All the working and waiting

    And praying and hoping

    And weeping and screaming

    Was worth all the days she stayed

     

    And as His mercy culminates

    And as the Son’s beams permeate

    The light of His presence, more than enough

    To fill this eternal session of praise

    That begins at salvation

    With no end date

     

    Her eternal destiny sealed

    She was glad she waited

    For His Glory –

    finally revealed

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