Monsters – Poem About Anxiety Disorder and Fear

Monsters
Poem about Anxiety Disorder and Fear

Fear waits for me under the bed -
a faceless monster made of shadow            
that slithers towards me in the darkness
the moment my head
hits the pillow.
Devouring my dreams.
Splitting the seams of sleep.
Replacing yawns 
with racing thoughts.

Justin Farley

A Child’s Laughter Parenting Poem

A Child's Laughter
Poem About the Joy of Being a Parent

The sound of your child's laughter
is the sweetest song your heart will ever hear.
Warding off any remembrance of disaster,
all concerns and worries disappear.

Like a spell of healing,
an incantation that breaches the ear,
it leaves you powerless to resist joyous feeling
and makes life's priorities crystal clear.

I wish I could bottle up that innocence
and prescribe its medicine to people of the earth.
For its power on the soul is limitless
and transcends any material worth.

Won't you laugh for me one more time?
Just one more smile, one more look in my eyes?
Oh, wind that shifted my heart's paradigm,
you're the greatest gift, the Divine's greatest surprise. 

Justin Farley

Hello, everyone! I have recently published my first chapbook of Christian poems titled “A Voice in the Wilderness – A Chapbook of Poems about God”. This has been developed and polished over the past six months or so. I am happy with the final product and hope you find encouragement in the poems but also a validation that the spiritual life is not all sunshine and rainbows. We all struggle. We all have periods of questions and/or doubt. But it is the yearning that keeps us coming back for more and allows us to experience joy.
You can purchase either on Amazon or on my own bookstore (it is cheaper and has free shipping on my store) and is available on the Kindle and in paperback.
Amazon: Kindle Paperback
Inkspiration Books (my bookstore): Paperback

Thank you for your support!

Pocket Pleasure Poem

Pocket Pleasure
Poem About Being Addicted to Your Phone and Technology

Every time I turn you on
and wake you from your technological slumber,
I feel your curses swimming through my mind - 
electrical impulses gripping me without consent.
And then I hate my neediness.
Hate my discontent,
unable to sit alone in the silence
without your warm glow,
without your unending hits of dopamine.

I'm addicted to a hooker
personally on call for me 24/7.
Who's ready and willing
to meet my every need.
Who's ready to stroke my ego on demand.
Who's ready to enrage me with the news.
Who conceals my flaws and accentuates my strengths.
Who vindicates me in the face of enemies.
Who lets me ride the tide of emotions on repeat.
Who never asks me for my money.
Only my time.

Justin Farley

Poem About Life Journey and Inner Peace – Adventure

Adventure
Poem About Life Journey and Inner Peace

 Adventures never have destinations.
It's experience that gives us what we need to find.
Leave the need for answers and your expectations
behind you, unpacked from your mind.

Modern life has lost its sense of mystery.
The need to know shatters our sense of awe.
To live out your true purpose and destiny
recognize that, at times, reason can be a flaw.

Don't ask me to explain love.
Or the chemicals released when I look in her eyes.
It's beyond what the human mind can conceive of,
lifeless facts that'll never explain what the heart testifies.

We must stop seeking adventure "out there";
true adventure is a journey of the heart.
The calling to discover, to dare
is where inner freedom starts.

Justin Farley

Songs of Spring Nature Poem About Birds Singing

Songs of Spring
A Nature Poem About Birds Singing

The robins are back chirping.
The cardinals have resumed singing
out from the bushes they've used for shelter
these past few months.

They bring joy.
They bring hope
that spring is just 'round the corner,
that I can cope,
each day getting warmer,
each day the sun remaining in the sky longer.

Even those damn sparrows
that fly in flocks of five hundred,
fighting and jabbering throughout the day,
bring a smile and a laugh.
Even while knowing that this temporary
ceasefire will fade away
and by the end of the season
there'll be dozens of reasons
to despise them.

But for now we share the morning
as friends both delighting
that at last,
winter's grasp
is fading away.

Justin Farley

Hello, everyone! I have recently published my first chapbook of Christian poems titled “A Voice in the Wilderness – A Chapbook of Poems about God”. This has been developed and polished over the past six months or so. I am happy with the final product and hope you find encouragement in the poems but also a validation that the spiritual life is not all sunshine and rainbows. We all struggle. We all have periods of questions and/or doubt. But it is the yearning that keeps us coming back for more and allows us to experience joy.
You can purchase either on Amazon or on my own bookstore (it is cheaper and has free shipping on my store) and is available on the Kindle and in paperback.
Amazon: Kindle Paperback
Inkspiration Books (my bookstore): Paperback

Thank you for your support!

Sandcastles Poem About Hardships in Life

Sandcastles
Poem About Hardships in Life

The weariness of life is enough
to make even the watchman tired.
His heavy eyelids close with each
complexity of life that breaches the palace gates.
There he waits until all he aspired
for crumbles beneath the harsh realities of life
like the sandcastles he built as a boy,
cold, green, frothy ocean 
dashing all his work in one motion
jeering as the tide drags
even what was repairable back out to sea.

Who puts out the fire
when the ivory tower erupts in flames?
Who mops up the childhood pain
that we slip on time and time again?
The oldest wounds never seeming to mend
because, like a cut on a joint, each time we bend
beneath life's weight that weeping wound
cracks back open, raw once more.

There's no way to bar every door.
There's no way to lock tight every window.
Misfortune's finding a way in even though
we believe we've created an impenetrable castle.
Life will always have its burdens;
they're still tough to bear
even with solid walls around you.
But we choose whether to build
our castles on the sand
or fortify them on the rocks.

Justin Farley

Transformation A Poem About Change and Growth

Transformation 
A Poem About Change and Growth

To suffer is to live;
to live is to suffer.
Born in the belly of hunger
for the need to discover
who we are
where we came from
where we're going.

The wheels of change
have no brakes,
no way to prevent the aches
from the collusion caused by our mistakes.
Part of growth.
Part of discovery.
Part of transformation.

We strive for the highest good
by becoming who we were born to be.
Surely we find the divine in unity
but also in the solace of individuality:
who we were
who we are
who we're becoming.

Justin Farley

Conversion Poem About the Love and Grace of God

Conversion
A Poem About the Love and Grace of God

I began divided.
Quite selfish with a heart hungry for evil
yet filled with a deep longing brewing
below the surface that never seemed fulfilled
by anything other than you.
So what was I to do - 
in love with myself and my selfish desires
but realizing more each day my need for you?

I opened my ears to your voice
but kept my heart safely distant.
You told me to follow you.
And I obeyed...
at a snail's pace,
slowly inching my way towards your grace.

The closer I came the louder my name
reverberated from your lips.
Though the louder too were my selfish longings.
Lust ran high in the dry, dusty desert of restraint
and tried to pull me back
into the slavery of gratification.
 
I gave in time and time again
but refused to allow my sin
to convince me to hide in shame from you.
For at the core of my being,
I knew you held something true - 
an answer to a question about the essence of life itself
that couldn't be answered along any other path but yours.

So I continued hauling my heavy shell behind me
and sluggishly crawled onward,
but the way forward didn't get any easier.
I only found myself more divided,
fragmented into forces fighting within myself.

My head became a bed for commotion,
tossing me to and fro like the waves of the ocean.
The inner struggle only made me more aware
of the seriousness of my situation:
I had a head full of God
and a heart unwavering it its insistence
upon serving itself.

It was daunting,
haunting me in its clutches
and causing me to lose sleep
like a nightmare stuck on repeat,
waking me up in the night
to the harsh realities of life.

How was I to serve two masters
and attend to both of their matters?
My ego wasn't lulled to sleep
nor cowered to the call for its destruction.
But raged and rattled the cage
your spirit had created for it.

I trusted that your grace
was vaster than all the stars
shinning forth forgiveness in the dark
to the farthest corners of the universe;
surely my sin was no match for your goodness.

I resolved to stop worrying
so much about "do nots"
that I never seemed capable of obeying
and to focus on following through on the "dos"
I was perfectly capable of undertaking.

And there your spirit freed
a seemingly unsavable prisoner
from the bondage of self
and turned me towards the Divine.
For you kept me so busy doing your will
that I forgot about mine.

Justin Farley

Baby Smiles – Poem About Parents Love and Raising Children

Baby Smiles
Poem About Parents Love and Raising a Child

Beauty's reflected in your eyes - 
a gift I never thought I'd actualize
in my roller coaster ride of a life. 
But the moment you were born life changed, 
the desires of my heart were rearranged
with you occupying the largest chamber
and given unlimited room to expand.

I knock out rotting walls of old interests daily
every time your eyes are set ablaze
and you smile at me.
With each laugh you set me free,
and I throw another selfish bit of me on the fire
because I desire to be more available to you,
which I can't be if I've already reserved
the moment for myself.

I'm realizing there's more wealth
in the poverty of simplicity
than in the time cards stamped with overtime hours
because you miss out on far too many memories
that time quickly devours.
I'll never get another chance
to watch you grow at this stage of your life.
I'll never be able to earn time back
regardless of how hard I work,
no matter how my investments pan out.
The only interest that pays
is the one compounding in the present moment - 
the more time I invest,
the more laughter I hear and
the more smiles I see.

I'm leaving worldly pursuits behind
because I've found something better
in your little hands,
in your little feet,
in teaching you how to speak,
and even in the mounting hills
of diapers changed
because even in the shittiest moments
I'm learning how to serve
and that may be the greatest education
I could ever receive. 

Justin Farley