Friday, July 9, 2010

A Little Poetry

I've been writing poetry for a little over 2 years now. In March 2008, I had something on my heart and needed a way to express it. As I had several friends on a forum who wrote, as well as one of my sisters, I decided to give it a shot.

After writing that first poem and receiving a lot of positive feedback, I really got into it. Whenever something pressed on my heart, either good or bad, I would write a poem about it. I've written roughly 58 poems since that start.

Here are two of my poems, each with a bit of story after it, describing what inspired the writing. I hope y'all enjoy, and commentary is welcome!

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Nightmare
December 11th, 2008

The pain attacking in my sleep,
haunting dreams to make me weep.

Striking deep, when least expected,
once again, I'm unprotected.

Jesus, Savior, come rescue me
when I'm in chains, far from peace.
I need strong hands to pull me from,
these dark dreams, with sinister songs.

I race through streets, where dangers abound
waiting to arrest me, without a sound.

I try to wake up, from this vision
where storm winds blow, with strong derision.*

Jesus, Savior, come rescue me
when I'm in chains, far from peace.
I need strong hands to pull me from,
these dark dreams, with sinister songs.

Monsters come to life from stones,
intent on breaking every bone.

And I'm left wondering how it happened,
when fantasy pain comes into action.

Jesus, Savior, come rescue me
when I'm in chains, far from peace.
I need strong hands to pull me from,
these dark dreams, with sinister songs.

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I've experienced actual [sometimes very bad] pain in nightmares, various times throughout my life. When I wrote this poem, it had become more frequent, and dreaming at all was frightening. I would be afraid that the dream would turn into a nightmare, and something would hurt me. Thus, the two-line stanzas.

However, any time that I could remember to call on Jesus, I would immediately wake up. Sometimes, I wouldn't be able to get the name out, or wouldn't think of it at all, but as soon as I did, I would wake up. Upon talking to a friend's dad at church, and telling him about my nightmares, he advised me to read my Bible out loud right before I go to bed, pray, etc. I'm so thankful to say that I haven't had any sort of nightmare in long months since then. Jesus, my Savior, rescued me.

*If you've read the Castaways of the Flying Dutchman series by Brian Jacques, you may find this ringing a bell. I was inspired to incorporate it because of the nightmares that Ben and Ned have of the storm that cast them into the sea.

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Love Eclipse
May 16th, 2009

So confused, damaged,
my heart fights to feel.
So upset, wondering-
when will these wounds heal?

Dare me to move in,
I need to seek Your love.
Father, find me vulnerable,
exposed as though a dove.

Hold me in Your arms tonight
and whisper tender verse.
Eclipse me with Your love so bright,
when I am slammed and cursed.

My soul must be cared for,
my spirit filled again.
My bowl shall overflow,
when my Jesus comes in.

So Christ come near me,
I am captivated by Your face.
So glorious and beautiful,
my heart palpitates.

Sweep me into Your arms
and carry me away.
Our dance will soften harms,
Grace gifted with each sway.

--

Spring and Summer of 2009 I had a lot going on. God was dealing intensely with my heart, bringing brokenness to the surface, cleaning and healing, teaching and revealing. God will always be working in our hearts and lives, but those seasons were particularly intense, and marked the start of a lot of growth for me.

I met one of my best friends, Matthew, whom I will claim as my big brother without hesitation, just before everything started to rock. I really can't talk about that season without mentioning him, because he helped me so much. God used Matthew repeatedly, especially in teaching me to trust and to open up. I wrote this poem on a rough night, and God gave me the grace to complete it with a message of hope. With that thought, I believe it fits on this blog perfectly. God gives me hope to press on through it all, which I wish to reflect, and spread to those around me.

5 comments:

  1. Haha, we never could get the posting to work out. Maybe later it'll behave, and we can clean it up. Here we are...

    Thanks, I'm definitely glad to be past them, and I truly appreciate your prayers. I know very few poetic terms myself, haha. Thanks again. =]

    That means so much to me, Sarah, to have affected you so in my writing. As a writer sharing my work, that's really the goal; to touch a heart or two.

    I couldn't have said it better, Sarah. Thank you, it's great to get such an in-depth response! It truly is amazing, He is just so good to us. =)

    Again, thank you very much! I'm so glad to have blessed and encouraged. You're incredibly welcome. =]

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  2. I like these poems!

    Those nightmares must have been rough. :( I've had similar experiences with nightmares in the past, but thank God He hears even our thoughts as prayers to Him and that the enemy *must* flee when we call on the name of the Lord! I hope and pray you continue to have peaceful slumber and only lovely, amazing, thought-provoking dreams. :) I like your use of a "chorus" (not sure of the poetic term). The repetition solidifies how the dreams reoccur, but also how Jesus delivers you every time, too.

    "Love Eclipse"... wow.
    I found this one to be so moving, Laura. This is definitely a piece that touched my heart, just dwelling on the truth and power of God’s love, of how He loves us on such an individual basis. I’m not usually a very emotional (as in “crying,” :P) reader of stories/verses or watcher of movies, but I was surprised to realize I was starting to tear up reading this. :) Your words are so honest and tender and, yes, definitely offering hope.

    My favorite part:
    “Dare me to move in,
    I need to seek Your love.
    Father, find me vulnerable,
    exposed as though a dove.”

    It reminds me of the Song of Songs. :)
    I think it’s cool that you include both “Father” and “my Jesus,” as He is our fulfillment in every way, in any situation, and His Spirit lives in us as our Comforter. And He understands. There’s no hurt we can ever have that He hasn’t already felt with us. May you keep growing closer to the Lord and discovering more of Him. It’s amazing!

    You are beautiful, Laura, and I’m so pleasantly surprised by the unmerited blessing and encouragement I’ve been able to receive by reading your posts and getting to know you a bit more. :) Thank you.

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  3. This is gorgeous! You truly have an amazing, heaven sent gift for writing poetry. :D May God bless you in it. :) Keep it up.

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