The Shepherd Slept
in Faith Poems
Analysis of Form and Technique
There was a shepherd who fell fast asleep
So there was no one to see to his sheep.
The sheep were delighted, freedom at last
Followed the leader and ran away fast.
in Faith Poems
Analysis of Form and Technique
There was a shepherd who fell fast asleep
So there was no one to see to his sheep.
The sheep were delighted, freedom at last
Followed the leader and ran away fast.
I love this poem. I send blessings to you, Beryl. The words mean so much for me, because I know that we are the sheep and also the shepherd. We need but recall our Spiritual Father, "God,"...
I wish for my lost loved ones to spread wings
So they'd fly back and share all Christmas things,
Just as they did back in their days on earth
And the holy birth was a source of great mirth.
From the day you were born I've watched you grow
Into the nicest person one could know.
Love changes everything, words oh so true.
My world changed the moment I first held you.
Love your poem, Sister Beryl. You're a superstar.
Inspiration comes from all kinds of things
Nature in bloom of her blossoming Spring
The wondrous feeling of a first romance
Excited yet scared of taking the chance
Sis Beryl, such great writing. Superb. Every line is beautiful and flows and rhymes. This acrostic is the greatest as per me. God bless your poetic talent.
If ice cream could be grown on the tree top,
Tiny tummies would be liking it lots.
Any fruit flavour
For all to savour.
Thank you for the congratulations on my winning the Summer Poetry Contest, Brother John. Winning was an unexpected surprise. To my mind, all of the entries were worthy winners. Yours I...
To everything there's a time and season
Time to laugh and to weep for good reason.
A season for living, to find true love
And a time to dance with angels above...
This tale's of someone who once held a dream
Till the day she fell apart at the seams.
A dream that vanished up into thin air
That left its trail of sorrow and despair.
There was a voice in the wilderness,
An eerie, heart-rending, dismal sound.
'Twas Elfie the elf, and he'd gotten lost.
All he could see was snow and frost.
in Romantic Valentine's Day Poems
Do you remember that Valentine's Eve?
Soft moonlight shining through silhouette trees,
Silvery stars glistening just for us.
Do you remember being so in love?
in Romantic Valentine's Day Poems
If I were an Artist, I'd paint pictures of you
Upon a canvas in lovely colourful hue.
If I were a Singer, I would sing you a song,
Thank you, Bobby. Those words are very much appreciated.