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Shiv Pratap Pal Sep 2019
Mac and Boon
Went up to the Moon
Mac became ill
Boon gave a Pill

Boon Said Thank You
Moon said get well soon
Let's Cherish Childhood
Myka Sep 2019
stay with me 'till the sky turns grey
and i'll sing for you and the brand new day
Bec Aug 2019
When I got sick, I thought my life was over
I remember picturing myself walking through the woods
Noose in hand; while the doctor was talking
My demons do nothing less than stalk me
Everyone in my life mocks me
They walk on eggshells
Because I have no tale-tell sign of impending explosion
No canary in the mine of my mind
I should hide my face more often when I cry; Because I’m an ugly crier
I love deep fried anything
You hate it when I sing
Cause I’m off-key
But I have a lot to say
just a poem about me
Anastasia Aug 2019
My heart says "Hello."
My heart wants to say "I love you"
My heart whispers
"It's nice to see you again"
My heart is crying
But it still sings for you
"How lovely you are, my one and only"
It says "Stay"
"Stay, for I have no one else"
Bhill Aug 2019
There are times to live
There are times enjoy life
There are times of stress

There are times to learn new things
There are times to discard things

There are times to love
There are times to remember
There are times to sleep

There are times to laugh out loud
There are times to sing praises

Take time to make time...
Take time to gather laughter
Take time for today...

Brian Hill - 2019 # 203
Are you enjoying your time here?
Carl D'Souza Jul 2019
Singing out my sorrows
in poetry
I feel
my emotions relieved
my thoughts clarified
and I am ready
to strive for joy and happiness.
Steve Page Jul 2019
A Psalm:

It is fitting to praise you with joyful song.
It is fitting to make stringed music to you.
It is fitting to sing new songs to you,
to play skillfully to you and to shout joyfully to you,
our God and Maker.
It is fitting to hope in your unfailing love,
to hope in your help and in your shield
to hope in your fearful, unfailing love,
our God and King.

It is fitting to praise you in the kitchen
with spoon and saucepan
with smart speaker on full volume.
It is fitting for the family to worship you
with loud bellows in the car,
with all the windows down.
It is fitting to praise you in the congregation,
in the Town Hall, in the parks and in the university,
in places of further wisdom your people praise you.

It is fitting
to play skillfully to you
to play with drums and cymbals.
It is fitting
to play with bass and keyboard,
to play with gong and cymbals.
It is fitting
to fill the Weston Halls with praise
to fill the corridors with the prayers of your people.
It is fitting
to stand together with your people
with both arms raised to you,
with our hope in your unfailing love.
It is fitting
for your people to praise you,
our God and Redeemer.
Met for start of a week of prayer at Redeemer London, which was kicked off with Psalm 33.  'It is fitting...'
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