poetry
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Hoodies and Hope
I remember being wrapped up In an over-sized hoodie Folding in on myself, As I ignored God’s quiet whisper To come home. Now here I am Staring at the hazy walls of the hospital As I wait for news. The sun is setting and The humidity is like a curtain. I’m trying to balance Who I was yesterday And the storms I now face. I trace the gold anchor Wrapped around my neck. Hope– That one word. I know I’ll make it through somehow. I know You’ll always love me Even when the hoodies are gone. I know You’ll never leave me Even when I run Down the hall, Looking…
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My Butterfly, My Muse~A Poem For My Sister
Her hair streaked with gold, Glistening in the sun. Her aviators shining, Reflecting the wonder in my face. She is that girl, The tan blonde with boot-cut jeans And soulful eyes. My butterfly, my muse. In all her forms she is lovely, Her laugh trickling down my spine Like water. An Eskimo kiss to send her off To the land where dreams are falling stars. And as they wave past, I see the twinkle in her heavy eyes. Just don’t fly too far My butterfly, my muse. Written by Emily Smith at fearfullywonderfullyme.com, 2016 © I hope you liked this poem! I love my big sister and have always admired her beauty…
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Wasted
Another day that feels Wasted. As I lie awake, heart racing, Trying to put my pieces back together So I don’t feel Broken. I fell today For the lies of another empty song. I lost today In the front lines of my mind. My body is tired, Ravaged by distress. My soul is tired, Weighed down by memories That take me to melancholy lane. All the things I’ve wanted to do, But never could Wasted. I can see the dream stealers, Creeping in the middle of the night. Making me forget why I Chose to move forward. You say Your yoke is easy But this burden I have has tied…
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Ashes
Buried and frozen in the ground– A soul that has been left to ashes At the foot of the cross. How can You fix this? This mess I’ve made of me. How can You make Beauty from these ashes? Maybe all it takes is giving up my crown. What price is this when You Gave me Your life? Will You raise these ashes From their frigid grave? Come burn within me, Turn my heart into gold. Resurrect my soul Resurrect my life. Where can I find my redemption? Where can I find my victory? At the foot of the cross, Where You laid Your life down To crown me with…
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Surrender
Sometimes I get lost at sea. The waves billow over And I’m drowning– Reaching out my arms for something I cannot see. Surrender. It’s the word of life, But it’s also easier said than done. Everywhere I look there’s a storm. As I’m thrown into the waters, My body is weighed down. I break through the surface, Fighting for my life aimlessly. When will the struggle end? When will my fight be enough To win the battle? Darkness overwhelms me, And soon I am falling– Drowning deeper into the depths Of these murky waters. All hope is lost… Until I see the light, Faintly glowing from the surface. I stretch…
