Psalm 23 (ESV)The Lord Is My ShepherdA Psalm of David.23 The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. 2 He makes me lie down in green pastures. He leads me beside still waters. 3 He restores my soul. He leads me in paths of righteousness for his name's sake.4 Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and yo...

Season Finale: New Year's Eve message and 2024 PrayerPoems are green and Poetry is mean. -Poetry Beast Please accept my endless gratitude,I'm tickled pink,You're a gift!Thank you for your time and attention.It's a blessing you've stopped to observe and listen.ADDITIONAL INFO: @thebaldheadedpoet | Linktree

Still I Rise, By Maya Angelou You may write me down in historyWith your bitter, twisted lies,You may trod me in the very dirtBut still, like dust, I'll rise. Does my sassiness upset you?Why are you beset with gloom?’Cause I walk like I've got oil wellsPumping in my living room. Just like moons and like suns,With the certainty of tides,Just like hopes springing high,Still I'll rise. Did you want to see me broken?Bowed head and lowered eyes?Shoulders falling down like teardr...

Sonnet 18: Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? By William Shakespeare Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?Thou art more lovely and more temperate:Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,And summer’s lease hath all too short a date;Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;And every fair from fair sometime declines,By chance or nature’s changing course untrimm'd;But thy eternal summer shall not fade,Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st...

The Magi Visit the Messiah Matthew 2:1-121 After Jesus was born in Bethlehem in Judea, during the time of King Herod, Magi from the east came to Jerusalem 2 and asked, “Where is the one who has been born King of the Jews? We saw his star when it rose and have come to worship Him.”3 When King Herod heard this he was disturbed, and all Jerusalem with him. 4 When he had called together all the people’s chief priests and teachers of the law, he asked them where the Messiah was to be born. 5 “In B...

Baby Jesus, Child Of Love, By Marcia A. Newton Baby Jesus, child of love, born of Mary, child of God, born this night to bring us light, God with us, Emmanuel. Bells ring out, a child is born. Angels sing out, "Christ the Lord!" All on Earth rejoice His birth, a Child of love, the Promised One. Hope was born this silent night, dark no more, eternal light. He came to bring us saving grace, a child of love, the Holy One. &n...

Luke 2 - The Birth of Jesus Christ, The Shepherds and the Angels1 In those days a decree went out from Caesar Augustus that all the world should be registered. 2 This was the first registration when Quirinius was governor of Syria. 3 And all went to be registered, each to his own town. 4 And Joseph also went up from Galilee, from the town of Nazareth, to Judea, to the city of David, which is called Bethlehem, because he was of the house and lineage of David, 5 to be registered with Mary, his ...

The Paradoxical Commandments, By Kent M. Keith People are illogical, unreasonable, and self-centered. Love them anyway. If you do good, people will accuse you of selfish ulterior motives. Do good anyway. If you are successful, you will win false friends and true enemies. Succeed anyway. The good you do today will be forgotten tomorrow. Do good anyway. Honesty and frankness make you vulnerable. Be honest and f...

The day following Thanksgiving— commonly referred to as Black Friday— has become one of the busiest shopping days of the year in the United States. National chain stores traditionally offer limited money-saving specials on a wide variety of goods in an effort to lure shoppers into stores while offering similar deals online. (www.britannica.com)Poems are green and Poetry is mean. -Poetry Beast Please accept my endless gratitude,I'm tickled pink,You're a gift!Thank you for your time and a...

The Passionate Shepherd to His Love, By: Christopher MarloweCome live with me and be my love,And we will all the pleasures proveThat valleys, groves, hills, and fields,Woods, or steepy mountain yields.And we will sit upon the rocks, Seeing the shepherds feed their flocks,By shallow rivers to whose falls Melodious birds sing madrigals.And I will make thee beds of rosesAnd a thousand fragrant posies, A cap of flowers, and a kirtleEmbroidered all with leaves of myrtle;A gown made ...

Thanksgiving Day, By Thomas Frederick YoungGod of the harvest, once againOur joyful tones we raise,For all Thy goodness, day by day,We give Thee thankful praise.With blessings rich, from fertile field,And gifts from fruitful tree,We wish, this day, our thanks to yieldWith earnest hearts, to Thee.We plough'd the ground, we sow'd the seed,But Thou didst send the rainIn grateful show'rs, in time of need,And now we've reap'd the grain.The sun with grateful heat did shine;The dew did nightly fall;...

Good Timber, By Douglas Malloch The tree that never had to fight For sun and sky and air and light, But stood out in the open plain And always got its share of rain, Never became a forest king But lived and died a scrubby thing.The man who never had to toilTo gain and farm his patch of soil,Who never had to win his shareOf sun and sky and light and air,Never became a manly manBut lived and died as he began.Good timber does not grow with ease,The stronger wind, the stronger trees,The furt...

For years, people have debated whether punishing children works, whether it corrects their behaviors without having any negative long-term consequences. Spanking is one such form of discipline. Does spanking children work? (www.psychologytoday.com)Poems are green and Poetry is mean. -Poetry Beast Please accept my endless gratitude,I'm tickled pink,You're a gift!Thank you for your time and attention.It's a blessing you've stopped to observe and listen.ADDITIONAL INFO: @thebaldheaded...

Thanksgiving, By, Ella Wheeler WilcoxWe walk on starry fields of whiteAnd do not see the daisies;For blessings common in our sightWe rarely offer praises.We sigh for some supreme delightTo crown our lives with splendor,And quite ignore our daily storeOf pleasures sweet and tender. Our cares are bold and push their wayUpon our thought and feeling.They hang about us all the day,Our time from pleasure stealing.So unobtrusive many a joyWe pass by and forget it,But worry strives to own our li...

To Be In Love, By Gwendolyn BrooksTo be in love Is to touch with a lighter hand. In yourself you stretch, you are well. You look at things Through his eyes. A cardinal is red. A sky is blue. Suddenly you know he knows too. He is not there but You know you are tasting together The winter, or a light spring weather. His hand to take your hand is overmuch. Too much ...

The Serenity Prayer, By Reinhold Niebuhr God, give us grace to accept with serenitythe things that cannot be changed, Courage to change the thingswhich should be changed,and the Wisdom to distinguishthe one from the other. Living one day at a time,Enjoying one moment at a time,Accepting hardship as a pathway to peace,Taking, as Jesus did,This sinful world as it is,Not as I would have it,Trusting that You will make all things right,If I surrender to Your will,So that I may be r...

Domestic violence takes place in our nation every minute of every day, occurring just about every 15 seconds. Most Americans don’t realize just how real domestic violence is and how many lives are affected by it. Most of these cases are left behind closed doors. That’s why the Domestic Violence Awareness Month was introduced to not only educate and raise that awareness but bring the support and strength that domestic violence victims need. Domestic violence awareness month was first introduce...

Isaiah 6:10 Make the heart of this people dull, and their ears heavy, and blind their eyes; lest they see with their eyes, and hear with their ears, and understand with their hearts, and turn and be healed.”Poems are green and Poetry is mean. -Poetry Beast Please accept my endless gratitude,I'm tickled pink,You're a gift!Thank you for your time and attention.It's a blessing you've stopped to observe and listen.ADDITIONAL INFO: @thebaldheadedpoet | Linktree

Surviving, By Amanda GormanThese words need not be red for our blood to run through them.When tragedy threatens to end us, we are flooded by what is felt;Our faces fluctuating, warped like an acre passing Seasons. Perhaps the years are plotted & plannedJust like seeds in a fresh-plowed field.When we dream, we act only with instinct.We might not be fully sure of all that we are. & yet we have endured all that we were.Even now we're shuddering:The revelation aching.I...

When the Year Grows Old, By Edna St. Vincent Millay I cannot but rememberWhen the year grows old—October—November—How she disliked the cold!She used to watch the swallowsGo down across the sky,And turn from the windowWith a little sharp sigh.And often when the brown leavesWere brittle on the ground,And the wind in the chimneyMade a melancholy sound,She had a look about herThat I wish I could forget—The look of a scared thingSitting in a net!Oh, beautiful at nightfallThe soft spitting snow!And...