write a poem or prose on prayer
any style
any length
Rules:
no bashing God
no erotica, swearing, etc., etc.
I wrote this, this morning:
Morning Prayer
Gently nudging her, the morning sun frees
her from sleep, sets her down on her knees
for a journey that takes but a blink of an eye
past the moon and stars, by galaxies she flies
Walks through the gates, forbidden is the night
where King Jesus alone is Heaven's Light
under her feet translucent gold, then a lake
of crystal but moves on for a greater sake
In quietness and whispers, a battle ensues
against her mind, defends what is true
boldly prays before her Father’s throne
claims in His Son’s name all promises her own
Given weapons not carnal, plated in God's might
and armor put on in faith out of natural sight
a secret place she hides His word in her heart
exposed is sin, forgiven in whole not in part
She lifts her head, full of joy, dispelled of woes
this morning her Master even better she knows
the late hour nudges her for many still not free
rises up as a soldier, one trained on her knees
any style
any length
Rules:
no bashing God
no erotica, swearing, etc., etc.
I wrote this, this morning:
Morning Prayer
Gently nudging her, the morning sun frees
her from sleep, sets her down on her knees
for a journey that takes but a blink of an eye
past the moon and stars, by galaxies she flies
Walks through the gates, forbidden is the night
where King Jesus alone is Heaven's Light
under her feet translucent gold, then a lake
of crystal but moves on for a greater sake
In quietness and whispers, a battle ensues
against her mind, defends what is true
boldly prays before her Father’s throne
claims in His Son’s name all promises her own
Given weapons not carnal, plated in God's might
and armor put on in faith out of natural sight
a secret place she hides His word in her heart
exposed is sin, forgiven in whole not in part
She lifts her head, full of joy, dispelled of woes
this morning her Master even better she knows
the late hour nudges her for many still not free
rises up as a soldier, one trained on her knees
Contest is Over
- Contest was judged on May 15, 2008
- Rewards: Gold: 1000
- Final notes: thank you all, sorry it took so long to judge!
Contest Winners
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She sits across from him in a cold and foreboding place.
He is to her, a tender seventeen but still his mom's baby.by Shancy Fayre 11 lines, 2 comments, on May 6 5:41 PM 2008. In Angst, Contest, Personal
Silver trophy winner
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Gold trophy winner
Entries [18]
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The springtime coolness of the night comforts me. The soft sighing of the sleeping men belowby JWGoethe 55 lines, 15 comments, on Apr 21 10:08 PM 2008• Commented on by judge. Prewrite
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Oh God
usually like an elementary babyby PrabhuDayal Khattar 22 lines, 5 comments, on Mar 20 10:03 PM 2008. In Spiritual, Thoughts, Life, Nature
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Your memories should have no grief or sorrow sent with sighs
Remember me in quiet days, while raindrops whisper lullabyesby PageTurner 14 lines, 13 comments, on Apr 17 9:18 PM 2008. In Personal, Spiritual, Love, Life, Hope, Inspirational Message, Dedication• Commented on by judge. Prewrite -
hands enfolded neatly, she sits with her head bowed lowby painted dreams 24 lines, 1 comment, on Apr 23 12:41 PM 2008• Commented on by judge.
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God sits upon a mountain He surveys His worldby Mirrors shard 26 lines, 1 comment, on Oct 25 10:01 PM 2007• Commented on by judge. Prewrite
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Perception unleashed with eyes shut tight,
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Heavenly Father yet again I pray For its just a mere conversation with YOUby jahschosen 32 lines, on May 4 1:54 AM 2008• Viewed by judge.
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God morning God, it's me again. The sun is up, and so am I• Viewed by judge. Prewrite
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You speak in the stillness, When darkness covers the earth,• Viewed by judge.
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Off the beaten path I find my rock, my own special pew for my own special worship,by Mark McNulty 48 lines, 3 comments, on Apr 23 7:12 PM 2008• Viewed by judge.
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