Faith – Page 2 – Smith Shine Poetry

Pray

The more you pray, the less the opinions of the unholy will concern you. And you may begin to live the way you’re supposed to. Fr Josiah Trenham

Desires

My free will is a gift. I curse myself.I long to know you!I fall short, probably far.How can I control my desires?

Their earthly offerings are burnt.I have only a burning state, a heart in flames.Unlike Job I rollick in sin, but through the sorrow I acknowledge.My selfish feelings burn away.If gratitude was a posture the hard ground would splinter through my knees.Pry us from the filth to the right path of righteousness.The world weeps, dismantle theContinue reading “Posture”

Brotherhood

(For My Sons) My boys, my three lions of England,let the lion of Judah roar in your hearts.As a lad I was lonely, No control, no power,too many false starts.I could only look to the stars when they camefor blood.The piece missing in my heart, brotherhood.Lads, this world is beautiful with its signs, symbols andContinue reading “Brotherhood”

We Go Again

In a downpour of confusion I was drenched.reaching, though I could not graspmy heart like my hand, broken.but breaks don`t break me anymore.Charlotte went Amelia came, and then…I used to ask why? but I guess why not?So now who will I choose to become from this?In sins appeal anchor me home in your still waters.myContinue reading “We Go Again”

I See The Blue Sky

Winter plotted hard against us, like it did many outdoorsmen before.But I now see the sun and the blue sky,coming in with the seagulls to shore.So again we risk our sanity, in hope we reap what we sow.Though it’s the love that keeps us going,and this is all I know!

The Angels Do Too

The depths of the ocean made many ship a slave. But I’ll rise to the surface, and die with you upon a wave Did the prophets see those bloody sheets? Do they know the meaning in our pains?They take you in one week.But you’ll burn forever threw my veins.Like when they tarmaced those cobbled stones.WhereContinue reading “The Angels Do Too”

The Abyss

Amongst the foreign voices I think of home, and you, my English rose. My hands grasp for the top of the mountain, my feet guided by the stepping stones. The opressors whip, the bootlicker bullies flock to mock. My sons! my sons will know they’re from hard godly stock. Distracted by the beauty that surrounds,Continue reading “The Abyss”

Keep Me

I dont scream anymore Lord, but can you hear me? I care more now Lord, do you curse me? It was a long time ago… since I chased that dragon in the churchyard. I was sorry ’til I cried, life still gets hard. I must plunge into this deep lake of thoughts… Where they allContinue reading “Keep Me”

At the Cybeles Fountain

I take in all we have assembled, as we stand here hand in hand, once again. I take heart, for the next sexenial, plenty of ink still in my pen. In the splash of fountain water the lions raw for you to now bloom. Grasp the pearl, you have been the bride I’m always yourContinue reading “At the Cybeles Fountain”