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Live Forever 
Blessings From Above 
Bonnie 
Rinny 
Christmas
 
 
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Waiting

To feel the apprehension, frustrated beyond mention,
of time that will not fly, a thousand times I die,
and it all begins again, like an anxious day of rain,
oh, will it ever come, the day has just begun,
with nothing else to do, it all begins anew,
as time ticks slowly by, I feel like I will cry,
(With some exaggeration), sure the leaders of this nation,
no matter where they be, do not feel like me,
I'm in such a state, I really hate to wait!
(c) 1997 by Randi Taylor
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Renae

A distant whisper filled with pain, a letter from back home,
A young girl, my dear friend, feeling so alone.
Troubled memories touch her mind, while life brings new pain.
Conflicts raging and now what? go through it all again.
My heart hurts, clenches so tight, with memoreis of my own.
Still I wonder, how to help and in the silence groan.
Distant Father, up in heaven, hear us as we cry.
O God help us, as we pray, please don't pass us by.
I'm on my knees, in my mind, tears pour from within.
Oh please my Lord, God above, let your peace come in.
(c) 1997 by Randi Taylor
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Live Forever
Who wants to live forever? They must be crazy.
My life's in such a turmoil, it makes me dizzy.
I'm so terribly lonely, Lord take me there.
I want to be up in heaven, instead of here.
I have but one sure refuge, Christ Jesus.
He's my only source of peace, He is with us.
(c) 1997 by Randi Taylor
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A Friend's Pain
What am I supposed to do, when I see his pain so true?
Left by a girl who does not care, is it enough to just be there?
The hardest thing to feel his pain, coming down through life like rain,
and there's nothing I can do or say, to make his hurt go far away.
Most helpless way that I can feel, is to know that pain is real,
in a friend I hold so ture, and there's not a thing that I can do.
(c) 1997 by Randi Taylor
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Blessings from Above
I never really understood, what it meant to seek God.
I always thought taht Pentecost, was so very very odd.
I lived my Christian life by rote, wanting to please mom & dad.
I never really understood, life with God could be so rad!
I was so mad my car broke, God, why did this have to be?
Now I look back and remember, thank God as I see.
For if my car had never broke, I never would have gone,
To the Assembly of God church, where I feel like I belong.
My curiosity would not have been, turned to the Holy Spirit above.
I'd never have been interested, I'd have missed out on such peace & love.
All of this is God's doing, all the credit belongs to He.
One way he works is through a friend, who talks to me and helps me see.
When I feel discouraged, or back slide off this track,
I think of the words of my dear friend, it always brings me back.
I'm so thankful to God above, who has made me see,
How much farther I can go, when his glory shines in me.
I'd also like to thank my friend, though to God all praise is due.
Thank you, Nolan, from my heart, for all you've helped me through.
But that's not the only friend God has sent my way.
Thoughts of my three dear friends, brighten up my day.
I think of Beth, Nicole, Renae, and how they are so dear.
Their devotion and their love, stay with me through the year.
All my firends encourage me, to stay on this path we know,
Leads up to our dear God, in heaven where we'll go.
And forever, God, I'm grateful for these friends you've given me.
For my friends, my four dear friends, and all you've made me see.
I praise you God and thank you, too, for all you help and love.
And for the little tastes of heaven, you've sent me from above.
(c) 1997 by Randi Taylor
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Snow!
Two Hundred Cascade Lane, a young girl lies asleep.
Her pounding head has stopped, her dreams are light yet deep.
But then she sees a sight, to still her as she wakes.
Oh! The snow! Such soft snow! The ground so white it makes.
The thrill that touched her heart, it made her feel at peace.
She sits to watch the snow, as whiteness does increase.
Memories of hot days tug gently at her mind.
Hot days so long ago, but left so far behind.
Steady curtians come down, oh so thin, yet complete.
Such joy fills her heart, with expectations sweet.
(c) 1996 by Randi Taylor
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Bonnie
Her very name means beautiful, it speaks so very true.
For the purest kind of beauty, is what you say and do.
She's such a joy to be around, so loving and so kind.
So helpful and hospitable, so full of love you'll find.
So everywhere I wander, and everywhere I go,
I'm always pleased to say, that Bonnie Mauck I know.
(c) 1997 by Randi Taylor
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Rinny
So loving, so happy, so sweet.
She made my life complete.
I watched her play, every day
filling me with joy, every way.
Why Rinny? What did I do?
Why did this happen,
and make my pain so true?
Gone forever, never to return.
But the love  inside, will always burn.
The truck, the pain, why her? Gone away.
I love you Rinny, rest in peace.
 
(c) 1996 by Randi Taylor
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Thank you, Lord.
Thank you, Lord, for the trials you've given me.
I thank you, Lord, in the midst of my misery.
I thank you, Lord, for these blessings of mine,
helping me through the trial of this time.
I'm sorry, Lord, I should be more pleased,
of this path you've laid in my destiny.
Help me, Lord, stay storng and sure,
in the hard time, feel more secrue.
Thank you, Lord, for the friends that I hath,
helping me down this trying path.
Thank you, Lord, for the gifts you've given.
Making my time in live worth livin'.
Thank you, Lord, for the time we share,
with these friends you gave me who care.
(c) 1996 by Randi Taylor
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 Who is the One?
Who is the Kind, the Lord of all?
The one who cares for great and small?
Who's angry wrath, fears young and old,
Who gives his men, strength to be told.
Who is the one, that nations fear,
Yet to his own, he will be there?
Who is the one, the world did make,
The light and earth shall be, he spake?
Who put it all in one great plan,
take care of all, he will and can?
It's God all might, He is the one.
All of these things, it's He has done.
He made all things, can tear them down.
Makes kings to beg, and poor wear crowns.
Uproot the king that people fear.
Take stars from skys, from here to there.
Make waters flow, or stand so still.
All in nature obey his will.
Those who love him will always be.
And live with him eternally.
(c) 1995 by Randi Taylor
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Christmas
I feel like my world is falling apart, I struggle to keep it together.
The world around me crumbles and things I thought were right,
turn to dust.
It's Christmas time, I look around and see beutiful lights and glamour.
I love the lights, and trees, and all the pretty decorations,
but hate the glamour.
So much stupid commercializm, I see Santa and wanna throw up.
He's nothing but a fake, made up from charitable Saint Nicholas,
who gave gifts to kids.
Poor kids in England, decades ago, long before I was ever alive.
But he's gone now and the world turns him into the revolting Santa,
I hate it!
The government wants to take Christmas totally away, not a holiday.
It's bad enough they take Jesus out as much as the possibly can.
Please no!
They want to take "In God we trust" off of our money, get rid of God.
Take it prayer out of schools, and take God out of our pledge,
gone forever.
But no matter what happens, no matter what they do, it won't work.
Because I and others will stand strong, no matter what happens,
they can't take God from me.
(c) 1997 by Randi Taylor
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