Tag: Poems About Anxiety
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A Servant’s Prayer
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Lord, stir my heart to seek. Place my feet on the path where I may find. Give me the strength to throw my life at your feet. Allow me to leave my old desires behind. Bathe me in riches of your wisdom. May I keep me eyes open to the poor in need. Let me…
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SAD – A Poem About Winter and Seasonal Affective Disorder
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SAD – A Poem About Winter and Seasonal Affective Disorder The wind whips against the shutters.Brutal blasts of cold swirl in the breeze.Hope seems tattered and scattered,lying buried beyond the brink of spring. As I gaze out from within my frozen fortress,I square off, locked in a duel with death.Fighting against the feelings of emptinesslodged deep…
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Poem about Surrendering and Submission to God
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How to Fight A Battle You Can’t Win – Poem about Surrendering and Submission to GodThe world stands -tempting and taunting.Your inhibition weak -restless and yawning,ready to wake and welcome desire,to add fuel to this fireyou’ve fought so hard to contain.But instead of fighting a battle you can’t winyou stop, slow it down, and simply…
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Introspection – A Poem
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Stop chasing trouble. It doesn’t follow you without an invitation to walk through your door. So why do you seem so surprised when it uses your heart to mop the floor? Can you simply not see the signals? Can you really not recognize the signs? Or are you just unable to face yourself in the…
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The Cardinal – A Poem
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The Cardinal – A Poem Scarlet red against the snowy white, I see you at the feeder munching on sunflower seed. You do not know me. But I know you. I’ve watched you from the window-sill, perched upon the feeder, cracking seeds open with your beak in the early morning winter, ruffling your feathers to…
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Deimos and Phobos
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I lie awake in the night, scratching and clawing at my skin. Hoping if I peel the layers right, I can shed the hell within. Hoping to quiet the hellish howling – the fear that threatens my every breath. Hoping to stop the false visions warning of an ever-approaching death. Heart beating in my ears…
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Follow Me – A Christian Poem About Following Jesus
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The next day Jesus decided to go to Galilee. He found Philip and said to him,“Follow me.” 44 Now Philip was from Bethsaida, the city of Andrew and Peter.45 Philip found Nathanael and said to him, “We have found him of whom Moses in the Law and also the prophets wrote, Jesus of Nazareth, the son of…
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Lovers and Friends – A Poem
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Can we stop, start it over and reintroduce ourselves as friends? Let the past harden like cooled, charred lava embrace each other and make amends? Can we leave love’s story untold – leave the unwritten verses in our minds? Let indifference swallow them up and scatter them beneath the sands of time? Can former lovers…
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Fragile – A Sonnet
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Beauty bathes like a new born babe, swimming into the world in a mother’s embrace. Shining like a light that quickly fades, extinguished into nothing without a trace. Beauty rests like a fresh, wet snow blanketed over the frozen ground, but with only the warning of the sun’s warm glow, fades into silence without a…
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The River
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Driven by the forces of the river. Drifting through the bends. Destined to be deposited into the vast, open sea where uncertainty begins. A longing makes its lodging deep inside, afraid of where I’m going, longing for what I’m leaving behind. I call out, “River, stop this instant. Throw me upon your banks. March me…
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Fortified
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These castle walls have been built by the tears and pain of my own heart. Each stone carefully constructed and sealed in layers of mortar to make sure there are no breaches, that no enemy reaches my inner domain, no intruder is able to sneak and slip between the cracks. I’ve built these walls strong…
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Morning’s Pupil – A Poem About Finding God in Nature’s Beauty
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Morning’s Pupil – A Poem About Finding God in Nature’s Beauty The cool, clean air welcomes me from my slumber. Dark nothingness surrounds me like a safe cocoon, like a nurturing womb that shuts out all the distractions and clutter and noise and anxieties and all my insecurities until it’s just You and me, connected…
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Dancing With God
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I saw you at the dance, glanced at you from the corner of my eye. But I was much too concerned with my appearance, felt too stained and ugly, so I let you walk on by. I watched you jiving out on the floor, wondering what it’d feel like in your arms, to sway to…
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One Determined Day At A Time
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I plucked the pieces of forbidden fruit and bit into them, ravished by their taste – devouring the memories my mind had shielded me from for far too long. They tasted sweet on the tongue, left me reminiscing for the days when I was young, but lingered too long and became bitter – the winter of…
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When Love Stepped Off His Throne
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Strung high above, dangling and dancing among the darkest night, shines a light for all – a star that guides to the bread of life. A mighty King lies in a strange, wooden bed wrapped in unclean robes and lying on a pillow of straw, ox and ass gathered by his head. A beautiful Servant,…
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Innocence
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The dogs of reason nip at my heels. I shout commands and blow my whistle, but still they refuse to yield. Like a veracious pack of hungry wolves, they won’t be satisfied until they kill and their bellies are full Sucking the life from my veins and draining everything but stark reality, desiring I may…
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The Cries of the Sheep
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The sheep lie scattered across the valley, each one willfully wandering away from the fold. Heads down, walking blind, grazing on grass that devours the soul. Yet, the evening leaves them frightened, and the darkness shakes them, shivering in the cold. They each look out across the withered pastures, surprised to find themselves so far…
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A Poem About Nature and Changing Seasons – Frost on the Field
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Frost on the Field – A Poem About Nature and Changing Seasons When I woke up this morning, I found that winter stopped by for a visit late last night, spreading its dust across the grassy fields, announcing to all winter’s not far from sight. Nestled in our knitted sweaters, tucked tightly in our toasty…
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