Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jul 20 · 34
Drink It Your Way
Steven Cole Jul 20
Drink it Your Way

Coffee is a brew served hot or cold,
Enjoyed by people young and old.
"It's fine," we say,
"Any time of day!"
Caffeinated or decaf,
You can drink it your way.
If you care about strength,
Dark roast is OK;
The flavor will usually atone.
But the strength of lighter brews
Needs no sidekick,
It stands freely on its own.

There's some bias
When it comes to additives,
As some will have you know.
But coffee has no limitations,
As its endless possibilities
Time after time will show.

Any touch of sweet
Can make it a worthwhile treat.
The added flavor
May be just what you need
To make your day complete.
Maybe you'll satisfy
The urge to fully merge
Sweets and coffee,
With what you'd call:
Cappu-frappe-ccino-latte-macchiato
Splurge.
It's a surge
Of energized intensity,
Bubbling and brimming
With unbounded
Immensity.

When the sacchariferous
Wave
You do not crave,
But is the thing from which you'd care to be saved,
The black midnight coffee
Is wise to brave.
Jul 18 · 22
What Will It Be Like?
Steven Cole Jul 18
What will we see in the Heavens?,
Beyond the great deep blue:
In the Presence of the God
We've waited so long to be,
In every respect,
Absolutely true.

   What will we know up above,
Beyond the realm of our minds?
What will it mean to fully understand?,
To leave the former things
Irreversibly behind.

   Will we have severed from us
Through our supernal ascent,
Memories of what was broken?:
The knowledge of our pain
No more to lament.

  Will we forever lose the scars
From our wounds which were healed?
Can we forget the lessons we learned,
Through Grace and Truth revealed?

   Would the Lord of Creation,
The Savior of Man,
Erase all of His scars
And forget the value of His plan?

   What greater truths of God will we conceive?
How far surpassed will consciousness be?
What realities shall we behold
As greater than any image the mind can achieve?
How much more in Heaven will be
Than any of it on Earth we could ever perceive?

    What will we come to realize
In the place of eternity?
If partial knowledge is made incomplete,
Will once held beliefs become absurdity?

   Is there a chance we won't be
Taken by surprise?
When we're ready to go, when it's our time,
Will we know our Father well enough,
His nature, His heart to recognize?
Jun 5 · 28
Invisible
Steven Cole Jun 5
True enemies are invisible,
Using visible forms to hide;
To obscure what is meant to stay visible,
In the invisible realm of heart and mind.
Invisible enemies felt as arrows,
Piercing the aura of heart and mind:
In attempt to sever invisible truths
From visible forms invisibly designed.
Fight with invisible weapons
To destroy the invisible lies.
Take up the shield against their reproach,
Look beyond the visible disguise.
The divine-wrought sword of eternal reality,
This will be the enemies' demise.
However invisible the Truth may be,
It doesn't have to be visible to see:
The invisible Force that will set you free-
The One True God, Triune Deity.
Apr 14 · 152
Dawn
Steven Cole Apr 14
Tinges of blue and gray
Fade the blanket of ink away.
As blots of waxing light
Chase away the night,
Disintegrating gloom and darkness
Give way to renewed sight.
Fiery shades of dye
Bleed through the canvas sky.
The arrival of the lion of the morn
With its warmth and radiance is nigh.
Emerging from the vast hills arrayed
Within a palette of color overlaid,
The bright lion with its extended mane,
Roars over the dusk it has slain-
Rising with sovereignty
In an atmospheric domain.
Apr 13 · 45
Color
Steven Cole Apr 13
Waves of blue,
Given life by deep green and umber hue.
Or perhaps made new;
Being complementary to.
Lavish swells basked in their own touch
Of golden efficacious sunlight;
Streaming down as a translucent river,
Eminently severing itself from night.
Violet and crimson,
Yellow, then white:
Surging forth from watered terrain,
Noble and petite statues aright.
Ruddy brown limbs,
Arrayed with scarlet and sapphire,
Synchronizing with achromatic breath;
Creating an invisible fire.
A flow of florid dancing,
Brought on wings bright and flush,
Saturates the resplendent landscape,
Encompassing it with tranquil hush.
Apr 12 · 27
New Life
Steven Cole Apr 12
Lush green,
Smell of dreams.
Soft blue,
Gentle hue.
Caressed white,
Resonating light.
Buoyant arrows of song;
A cry, a chorus, a throng.
Rays of filtered fire,
Echoed back on uplifted spires.
Majesty rich with the color of Earth,
Harmonizing with the sky above;
With a new spring comes again a new
Birth.
Dec 2020 · 341
A Better Mirror
Steven Cole Dec 2020
It's a wonder how others
Can sometimes look at us
better than we see ourselves.
The darkness we fight
Obscures a brighter view.
Thoughts hidden from sight,
And feelings concealed,
Portrayed as right,
Are not beliefs that others
Purposefully gather to be true
#Love Thyself
It is amazing that not seeing someone on the inside is also the greatest source of conflict... thankfully, we can choose love over fear
Dec 2020 · 36
Love and Truth
Steven Cole Dec 2020
Truth without love
Is error
Love without truth
Is a lost wayfarer
Dec 2020 · 46
Resolution
Steven Cole Dec 2020
Logic,
In many ways
divides;
Truth,
In it's own way
Decides

Or

Logic
may divide,
But Truth
Will decide
#Analysis vs. Acquisition
#Acceptance
Nov 2020 · 52
True Ethics
Steven Cole Nov 2020
In God's eyes
It's not about right versus wrong
It's about choosing life over death


#Truth
#Grace
#Tree of Life
Nov 2020 · 206
Do We?
Steven Cole Nov 2020
Do we
Choose love
or embrace it?
Do we
Ascent to love
or face it?
Nov 2020 · 60
LOVE IS
Steven Cole Nov 2020
Free of pretense
It's own defense
Immense beyond sense
In a sense,
Accessible at no expense
Relying on us with it commence;
Not above needing us hence
That from which true justice is dispensed
It's own recompense
Without offense
Past, present and future tense
Unable to be condensed
Nov 2020 · 81
This Man's Creed
Steven Cole Nov 2020
My beliefs
Are not found on a map,
Or in a book of matter o' fact.
They are not
A prescription to every foreseeable problem,
Or even the best of ideas
If anyone's got 'em.
But they are the partiality,
Out of all reality,
That leads me into truth.
And this thing of the latter
Is really all that matters,
And for which I would rather
Fight for with my life.

#Truth
#Wisdom of God
#Word of God
Nov 2020 · 135
Virtue
Steven Cole Nov 2020
It's better to travel hopefully than to arrive,
Better to come awake than to feel alive,
And better to contend joyfully than to strive.
Nov 2020 · 36
Submission
Steven Cole Nov 2020
None on Earth shall be the wisest,
None on Earth shall be the best;
Complete possession of virtue is not the goal of our quest.
For we have but one created purpose,
Bestowed upon us by our Father above:
We are meant to be forever subjects of His Divine choosing,
And objects of His perfect Love.
#Jesus Christ #Choose His perfection
Oct 2020 · 117
At The Foot of The Cross
Steven Cole Oct 2020
At the foot of the Cross,
My fear and shame are lost.
Regrets which past hurts had begotten
Are now former things forgotten
By the One who paid the cost.

At the foot of the cross,
Darkness is brought to light,
And faith augments my sight.
No weapon fashioned against me shall have prevailing might.
Grace empowers me to see
The truth that sets me free,
By the power of the cross.

On the hill of the Cross,
Death was utterly destroyed;
With the grave as my permanent ending made void.
A life giving crimson tide was employed
To wash away my soul's dross.

At the heart of the Cross,
The Son of Man spoke
In a language too deep for words -
The powers of Hell He broke.
To bring back the created life He gave to you and me,
By tearing down the staggering veil,
That our eyes would be open to see.
No life can ever be lost,
When we are truly
At the foot of His saving Cross.

At the foot of the Cross,
The Self is left behind,
With its ever striving vexatious bind.
Near the heart of the Father, a true home I find:
An ever faithful, loving embrace,
When from life's storms I'm tossed.
I find it all here
At the foot of the Cross.
Oct 2020 · 34
I Have No Answer But One
Steven Cole Oct 2020
I do not have a tangible prescription
For the state of our world today.
I do not have all the right words
To keep all your fears at bay.
I have no great or noble plan
For conquering literal and figurative
Giants far and wide;
I do not have infinite wisdom
To govern or decide.
Determining solutions
For dilemmas too abstract to see
Is an insurmountable complication
A proposal too deep for me.

I prefer instead to offer
An outstretched hand to you,
By sharing a loving Father
Whom I've found to be faithful and true.
Through all my joy and sorrow -
And yes, I've felt a lot -
My God has never abandoned me,
Nor His own promise has He forgot.
For yet in my sin He loved me
And payed a price to purchase my soul.
So that even in  my conflicts and messes
The beauty he made would surely be made whole.
Through my brightest and darkest hours
His Spirit still strove with me,
To bring me into a deeper relationship
In order that I be free.

Amidst a chaotic world today,
I have no answer but one:
The all sufficiency of my Lord Jesus Christ
God's only begotten Son.
May 2020 · 124
Ways of Truth
Steven Cole May 2020
Truth is like the Ocean; it goes deep and covers much; it has both a revealing and concealing touch.
Truth is like the sands of the shores; though it be shifted by men and change, throughout time it endures.
Truth is like Earth's Skies; it continually surrounds us, but does not overwhelm us with its size.
Truth is like the Stars in the night; infecting us with its beauty and light; however far off, or externally finite.
Truth is like the Seasons; Governing the nature it does not overthrow; time and patience it seems to bestow; it gives many signs whereby it is known.
Truth is like a Galaxy; it spans a distance the mind cannot see; it's vastness is captured subliminally; but yet, it gives life to you and me.
The father of Truth is Wisdom, an example and teacher is He.
The mother of Truth is Love, our lifeline in setting us free.
#deep concepts
#God the author of it all.
Apr 2020 · 59
Calling My Children Home
Steven Cole Apr 2020
Those lives were mine to love and cherish,
To guard and guide along life's way.
Oh, God forbid that one should perish,
That one alas should go astray.
Back in the years with all together,
Around the place we'd romp and play
So lonely now, I oft times wonder
Oh, will they come back home someday.

I'm lonesome for my precious children,
They live so far away.
Oh may they hear my calling, calling
And come back home someday.

I gave my all for my dear children,
Their problems still with love I share.
I'd brave life's storm, defy the tempest,
To bring them home from anywhere.
I lived my life, my love I gave them,
To guide them through this world of strife.
I hope and pray we'll live together, in that great glad here after life.

I'm lonesome for my precious children, they live so far away. Oh, may they hear my calling, calling, and come back home some day.
Recorded song by Emmylou Harris... A love song from God to man
Apr 2020 · 159
What Pain is teaching me
Steven Cole Apr 2020
Through the pain
Truth can be hard to see
In the pain
It can be hard to think clearly
Because of the pain
God is giving me
The desire to love others
For who they are
Not as they ought to be
#Broken-ness
#Love
#healing
Apr 2020 · 106
Lens
Steven Cole Apr 2020
Many things can be true
Depending on the lens you're looking through
#truth
#perspective
#discernment
Apr 2020 · 58
Food for Thought
Steven Cole Apr 2020
True power isn't ability the intellect hires;
It's about how much truth my heart desires.
Mar 2020 · 286
Dear Adversity
Steven Cole Mar 2020
Your trouble I don't invite
It feels you've come to spite
The joy that has been my light
The goodness that has been
A stronghold within
To keep me from my sin
I know, Adversity,
You strive to win
To break my will and spirit
My goal, my prize
Adversity, you permit me not come near it
Instead, the obstacle itself,
You desire me to fear it.

It shall not be so

My protection, my battle armor
Bent and battered though it be
Has not aided me this far
To fail to set me free
Adversity, you will not make an example, a mockery over me.
You can take my possessions, and rob me of my wealth.
You can even crush my dreams,
And swiftly infect my health.
But this One Thing, Adversity, you shall never deplete me of:
Almighty Sovereign God
Jesus, whose name is Love.
Feb 2020 · 178
Find
Steven Cole Feb 2020
You may find me
When you aren't striving
You may know me
When you aren't driving
You may love me
When you are least trying
A message from God to man
#Let go and let God
Feb 2020 · 120
The Gospel
Steven Cole Feb 2020
Unconditional Love
Is not based on the merit
Of the one receiving it
But on the character
Of the one giving it.
Jesus Christ
The eternal source
Receive freely
Give freely
Be free
Be love
First sentence quoted from pastor Jack Frost
Feb 2020 · 106
Ways of Love
Steven Cole Feb 2020
Love compels,
Yet lets be
Love captures,
Yet sets free
Love is blind
But is able to see
Feb 2020 · 163
Love
Steven Cole Feb 2020
Love forgets itself
& Simultaneously
Love finds itself
Jan 2020 · 67
Letting Go
Steven Cole Jan 2020
What makes true suffering feel
Like an unbearable weight?
What makes struggling seem
Like an incurable state?
The reason is the very thing that freedom hides behind
It's not a matter of ignorance;
Love and virtue I seek to find
The trouble lies in letting go
Of the things that I call mine
#Broken-ness #Humility #Surrender #Love
Jan 2020 · 77
Serenity
Steven Cole Jan 2020
God
Grant me the serenity
To accept the things I cannot change
The courage
To change the things I can
And the wisdom
To know the difference
Old and familiar, but I love the prayer nevertheless
Reinhold Niebuhr
Jan 2020 · 170
Reason
Steven Cole Jan 2020
The heart has its reasons
Which reason knows nothing of
The mind may try to analyze
But never fully comprehend
The ways of love
The heart may be brash
The heart can be defiled
Reason tries to cure or mend
But cannot ultimately reconcile
"The heart has its reasons, which reason knows nothing of " Quote by Blaise Pascal,
We know not the truth by reason only, but also by the heart...or personal experience.
Dec 2019 · 96
Unspoken
Steven Cole Dec 2019
Some words are best
Unspoken, unsaid
Some memories must remain
Buried and dead
Yesterday's pain or regret we may dread
But Freedom only comes to those
Who continually move ahead.
Dec 2019 · 166
Fairness
Steven Cole Dec 2019
We must never judge ourselves or others
By struggle, failure or weakness
Nor by single or first impressions
If indeed they lack completeness
We are always a work in progress
Taking time as we sojourn here
To find the peace we long for
By conquering our fears
#Love #Justice #Mercy
Sep 2019 · 616
Resilience
Steven Cole Sep 2019
Steadfast endurance
Patient determination
Unwillingness to give up
On a resolute fixation
Letting nothing change or alter
The firm belief within
The expectant and ready soul
Whose trust has decidedly been
Anchored in truth
Impartial to change or whim
Holding on to the good and right
Despite the odds
However grim
Aug 2019 · 125
Why Does God?
Steven Cole Aug 2019
Why does God....?
Fill in the blank with any questions you please
It's not always evil to ask
Gaining understanding is a necessary task
Greater is the challenge
In allowing the answer to set your inquisitive mind and heart at ease.
Why does God allow and do what He does?
It goes against our natural reason
With potential to perplex us
For a season
But the answer my friend is simple
Although we hesitate to see
Whatever brings God the most Glory
Is best for all
And will set you free
Unfortunately not everyone believes in this anymore but I hope and pray anyone reading this will consider seeing this as truth because it really will set you free if you believe it...I know it is a challenge though.
Aug 2019 · 124
Today
Steven Cole Aug 2019
There are times I tell myself
When reflecting on life's scenes
"Someday, somehow I'll get there,
Where I am supposed to be."
"I will find the peace I am longing for,"
And know what it means to be free."
"The circumstances are less than ideal,
And the struggles are still very real"
"But one day I will learn to live above the waters,
Regardless of how I feel"

It is true that I am only human
And while on Earth won't ever fully arrive
But why keep putting off this day's dreams
And forget the gift of being alive?
Though disappointment still comes
Still I must strive
For the best version of myself
This must be my drive.

Today is the day
To wake up and shine
To accept the Divine favor
That is meant to be mine
Today is the day to let go of fear
Regardless of how dark
The clouds do appear
Or how uncertain the future
Looming large and unclear

Today is the day to focus on the good
And bring it out in others
To help them do as they should
Energy is wasted
Pointing fingers of blame
I must remind myself that the power
Of forgiveness is still the same

Today is the day
To let go of regret
And make the best of time now
And learn not to fret
Today is the day
To live in the moment
To stop looking back and hitting
rewind
To figure out where things went wrong
Instead I'll forcefully
Leave the past all behind
Jul 2019 · 111
Freedom
Steven Cole Jul 2019
What is real freedom?
It's not just an idea
It's a state of being
Freedom starts when you get to the point in life
When what your heart wants the most
Is also what you need the most
It continues with patience and courage
To pursue what you need most
And it sums up with wisdom
To maintain what freedom you get
#contentment
#self forgetfulness
#other centeredness  #God
Jul 2019 · 138
Summer Song
Steven Cole Jul 2019
In the basking warmth of the day
Or the friendly coolness of night
I hear the chorus from musicians
Hidden in their habitations
Away from plain sight
A keen buzzing, rustling
And rattling
A long vibration that sounds like
Prattling
It's not useless chatter
But an inviting call that will scatter
Throughout the woods and hills
Underneath the radiant infinity of sunshine
Dancing in the wind
Or in the mysterious moon lit darkness
Unbounded and undisciplined
The lively tenors awaken my senses
A grandeur display that quickly dispenses
Vigor and vitality
Throughout my very bones
Propelling my spirit upwards
In a resonating tone
#Cicadas
#Katydids
#Nature's call
Jul 2019 · 209
Security
Steven Cole Jul 2019
I find my personal security
In knowing who God is
How great the Grace and mercy
That saved me from my sins
Words alone cannot spell out
The plague of fear and doubt
That He removed from me
I am a slave to it no longer
In His Awesome Presence
The darkness must flee
The guilt and shame
Is no longer implied with my name
Because of the blood
Washing like a flood
Over this sinner's soul
I have been made whole
My eyes can see
The value of a life
As the Lord intended it to be
I am loved
I live to love
No one should offend me
Not when God Almighty
Left his only Son to
Die on a tree
I do not fear
What I may see or hear
Others say or do today
My identity rests
And I am blessed
With this new life that's
In me to stay
I haven't arrived yet, but my aim is to trust God with all I have
Jul 2019 · 133
If You Want
Steven Cole Jul 2019
If you want real change
You have to want it bad enough
Bad enough to stay resilient
When life gets really tough
Circumstances change
Feelings do too
You don't have to let yourself
Forever stay blue
Not everyone in the world
Will be faithful and true
The only thing or person you will have power over
To control or change
Is you
Not to sound too blunt or anything...I am not trying to promote a "pull yourself up by your bootstraps" mentality. But it's just some thoughts
Jul 2019 · 141
Keep Your Word
Steven Cole Jul 2019
Never make promises that you cannot keep
Always back up your words with action
Consistency leads to
Satisfaction
But talk is always
cheap
Every idol word
spoken
Is another piece of trust
broken
Steven Cole Jul 2019
When I say, "I am a Christian,"
I'm not shouting, "I am saved!"
I'm whispering, "I was lost..."
That is why I chose this way.

When I say, "I am a Christian,"
I don't speak with worldly pride
I'm confessing that I stumble,
And need Someone to be my guide.

When I say, "I am a Christian,"
I'm not trying to be strong
I'm professing that I'm weak
And pray for strength to carry on.

When I say, "I am a Christian,"
I'm not bragging of success
I'm admitting I have failed,
And cannot ever pay the dept.

When I say, "I am a Christian,"
I'm not claiming to be perfect
My flaws are much too visible,
But God believes I'm worth it.

When I say, "I am a Christian,"
I still feel the sting of pain
I have my share of heartaches
Which is why I call upon His name.

When I say, "I am a Christian,"
I do not wish to judge
For I have no authority
I only know I'm LOVED!
Poem written by Carol Wimmer
Jun 2019 · 164
Fake People
Steven Cole Jun 2019
I don't hate the people
I hate what they do
As they stubbornly pretend to
Be someone they're not
Real security and confidence
Is not something they've got
Misery is their lot
As they go around faking
Undertaking
To fool those that care the most
Utterly forsaking
A real attempt at making
Genuine relationships
Real and close
I don't hate the people
I hate what they decide
As they put on a front
To cover up and hide
The undealt with mess
And turmoil inside
What they need is not
A good disguise
Or more convincing lies
But to face and embrace
The truth
And towards freedom
Rise
I do not hold people's weaknesses or struggles or personal issues against them, especially if they are genuinely trying to do something to improve...my distaste is towards the people that don't even try to break free of the emotions and insecurities that would cause them to be "fake."
May 2019 · 254
The Mind's Battlefield
Steven Cole May 2019
The mind is a battlefield
Where wars are often fought
Between conflicting forces
From which freedom has been sought

Just what is it we are fighting?
As we wrestle and we juggle
In an ocean of mixed emotions
With what and why do we struggle?

We have a long time enemy
This much I know is true
And he has raged against our minds
Ever since he knew
That he could tempt us, bend our wills
With evil intention
Our souls pursue

We fight against ourselves as well
Though maybe sometimes it's hard to tell
Why we so easily do this
Overthinking is a spell

A merciless black hole
Is what it has always been
And if you are not careful
It will **** and pull you in

It will put you in a tailspin
Causing confusion from within
Making you believe you're a goner
That the fight you'll never win

Fear is the root beneath this
So I have come to believe
An accuser and abuser
From which we seek reprieve

Total control is not the answer
Should we again remind
Ourselves that we don't control the whole
Stream within our minds?

The pictures, the visions,
The memories, the words
The desires they invoke
The passions they stir
A tangle of feelings
That soon become a blur

Why are they so strong?
Are they right or wrong?
In what part of the heart exactly
do they belong?
I won't be denying that I've been trying
To figure this out
For way too long

We're only human
So I know it's OK
To have this struggle
From day to day
We all do battle in our minds
Just in different ways

I picture my thoughts as little waves
That pass through the immeasurable Ocean of my brain
I desire them to flow smoothly
In and out with little pain
So that my connections and reserves
Will not drain
My thoughts are the current
From which the wind must restrain
Itself from raging upon
When it tries in tyranny
To reign

My thoughts I will master
They will not detain
Me from forward progress
From spiritual gain
I WILL keep my head
And forever stay sane

Whatever the chaos
Or things that go wrong
I know who I am
And to whom I belong
I have confidence and trust
In the One who makes me strong
Next page