..
,
this poem is aching,
forsaking all others
and staking
her claim.
she poems in sigh
-lence and strain,
drains her(selves)
of salt,
and ink.
she thinks in phrase,
praises the page, this
sky-scarred poet
in scumbled,
scattered
bliss.
she
breathes poema,
knows she’s His.
.
Ephesians 2:10 in the original Greek says that we are God’s “poiema,” which can be translated as “workmanship,” “masterpiece,” or “poem.” I believe it, and have claimed this other one, as my life verse:
“I’ll be the poet who sings your glory, and live what I sing every day.” Psalm 61:8
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Gorgeous: “she
breathes poema”
Sometimes you can only really understand and embrace salvation when your skin/heart has been worn that thin — a place of impossible pain, I mean.
This is beautiful De, I love how ‘she breathes poema’ and the wonderful life verse you have chosen ☺💜
Love this ending too.
‘we are God’s “poiema,”’ – yes to this too.
Divine Masculine and
Feminine Light
And Dark
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Poem
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AnD RiGhT
A Green PiLL oF LoVE
A NeWeR WORlD Art oF LiGHT..:)
Wonderful response to the prompt, De and the reference to Ephesians is one of my favs. My bible (I’m guessing this is the quote without looking it up) says “We are God’s work of art, fashioned before the world began.” Of course. poetry is a work of art and I also love to relate to working with clay. Masterpieces, we are–though not on our own. Loved “sigh-lence” and the enjambment there. Zowie.
The opening of this grabbed me immediately. Wonderful words!
when i first learned the Greek word for workmanship was poem, it became my favorite verse
I like the idea of being God’s “poiema”.
This is just wonderful the workmanship but sigh-lence perefect
I love the idea that workmanship and poem are related ideas in Greek. I think we often wait for inspiration, but there is a crafting there, too – as you demonstrate so marvellously. Thank you.
‘She thinks in phrase, praises the page’..sigh…I love this!❤️💕
Yes, De! Awesome lines and i especially can relate to the draining the selves of salt and ink. How we deplete ourselves to be filled by Him. Thank you for this.
She poems in sigh – lence on can feel the meditative state of being. We are all unique and a work of art. There is truth here, breathing in poema
Person as GOD poem – how beautiful its creation and your poem.
A beautiful poem of pain and faith!
Dwight
Wonderful! This makes me want to skip rope and giggle for joy!
It seems perfect to me. I love your poem.
…poem I sigh” and “think in phrase” … wonderful word captures!
Lovely poem. I like your line breaks and clever wording.
I love the enjambment in this poem, which is like shallow breaths, and I love the way the title leads into the poem, De. I especially love the lines:
‘she poems in sigh
-lence and strain,
drains her(selves)
of salt,
and ink
and
‘…scumbled,
scattered
bliss’.