His, gift of words. : Inspirational Poetry

Gift of words

Give me the words!

I asked, solemnly praying to my Jesus

Give me the words

To touch all the lonely

I didn’t ask anything for me….

Just please Jesus,

Bless me with the words

Please bless me I prayed

To my Lord to bring peace to others

Normally my left ear blasts

warnings of the evilly speaking.

Rings sonic interference-

in my ears-I see it in colors in my eyes.-

Hearing, seeing their hatred,

evil and jealousy of others.

The Lord my God

I begged and prayed and prayed

Blessed me with the answer to my writing

praying

Sobbing prayers…

To hear a clear- ringing of soft angels speaking

His voice, rang clear

In my left ear, ringing so loud

It busted a blood vessel in my eye

It’s bloody red with broken

d blood flowing

Today as I write in pain-

His voice so strong it blows away at my brains

Into more joyful songs-

From hearing his sayings-

And no matter how hard, or evil

Man shall be his answers clear to me

As a shiny rainbow a to me

A clearly- visible hallow

Of light, joyous blessing LIGHT

His answers to my prayers, and crying,

drying my eyes no longer sobbing.

Is joyful --of the great gift to no longer allow

evil robbing me… Just -

as soon as my eye heals, I will feel no hurt

Of others jealousy mean words

Trying to destroy

my dreams= hope, to bless others with

my beautiful things, gifts only given to gift others.

“No longer, (he told me) will I hear or be controlled

By any left brain demons, primal animals competing

And for his Christmas- gift to me.”

He my Lord blessed, me saying-

“Every word I write will be- joyous blessings to others.”

And I surrender to his will, and will take

attacks from evil attention seeking robbers.

No matter how it hurts my feelings, when

Others seek to destroy my joy.

I am here to stand up and bless you by knowing-

his gift to me --to give to others is

Giving me his faithful words

To bless, speak for those who are afraid to stand

“I just scribe the glorious gifts of words from God to man.”

What else could a poet ask for

For Christmas?

His gift, giving me his verses, psalms and words.

I am richly blessed.

Christmas 2008 10am 12-26-08

The prophet Mohammad recorded, when hearing the angels heard deafening sounds in his ears.

I can testify, it does hurt to hear God. And it does hurt to be pierced be his living testimonial.

But I stand this day in a firm conviction of my faith.

I dutifully scribe, what I am told to say, write. .. And stand firm in my conviction!

Amen. The poet Terri Lockmiller Jacobus aka Tiara Crown designs www.adoll4ever.com

2^nd draft correction. 4:17pm 12-26-2008