Category: poetry

The Strangest Thing Just Happened

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The strangest thing just happened
Just yesterday you were in your mommy’s womb
Her body was preparing room

The strangest thing just happened
Just yesterday we gave you your name
Now our lives are not the same

The strangest thing just happened
Just yesterday you were being born
My heart became more fully formed

The strangest thing just happened
Just yesterday I held you for the first time
You were so small, oh child of mine

The strangest thing just happened
Just yesterday you were in the hospital
Now you’re home and on the go

The strangest thing just happened
Just yesterday you were curled upon my chest
Lying there and getting rest

The strangest thing just happened
Just yesterday we laid you in a bassinet
But now a crib is where you’ve slept

The strangest thing just happened
Just yesterday you learned how to crawl
Now here you are walking tall

The strangest thing just happened
Just yesterday you could but cry
Yet soon you will be asking “why?”

The strangest thing just happened

Longings of Regret

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The below poem was submitted for The Common Language Project 2023. It is shown as presented; to see the word selection and usage, click here.

Ambition for dreams unmade
Could we but bend time to parts unplayed
We slant towards tangent and regret
Joining our minds to what we can’t forget

Through vein and artery, its pull is felt
We wear it ’round the belly like a belt

Desire to mesh ourselves with where we were
Fitting together what isn’t and what was
Lost in thoughts of what could’ve been
Yet bounded by reality we live in

Opportunities dwindle the longer we wait
There’s but a guide for the paths we take
Yet sometimes we hesitate
Heavy like metal we feel time’s weight

Even with means to chart the past
On the ladder of time, we’d lose our grasp
Our entire focus magnetized
Like a broken compass drawn to lies

If you dwell on what drove you there
You eventually find yourself in despair

But in mercy, you identify
Not the how nor the why
Just a node that changed your life
Things start clicking towards future bright

You hem the fabric of your choices
As you’ve received helpful voices
Though autonomous, you’re not alone
Therein find healing for your groans

Tips for Writing Poetry

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You don’t have to know what the DICKENS is going on.
Just start writing and eventually you’ll get your WORDSWORTH.
Your message can be incomplete; it doesn’t have to be THOREAU

If you’re worried about what to write, you can always try EMERSON therapy.
Good wordplay can really capture your WHITMAN.
Long poems can be serious, but short ones are better WHITTIER.

Your words can be tame or they can be WILDE.
You can write a ballad or a CARROLL.
You can write a happy poem to cheer up a LONGFELLOW.

Not everyone will like what you write; as in baseball, you won’t always get a HOMER.
If you borrow ideas from Hank, you’ll O HENRY a debt of gratitude.
There’s ELIOT more that could be written, for this HARDY BURNS the surface.

Rest in Him

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When you can’t see the forest
For the trees
When your mind’s all a jumble
And ill at ease
Sometimes the only thing
You can do
Is rest, rest, rest in Him

When your troubles
Feel overwhelming
And you don’t know
What the future holds

Just remember
Who holds the future

You may not understand
But you know He’s got a plan
Amidst your troubles and circumstance

Sometimes the only thing
You can do
Is rest, rest, rest in Him

It’s not always easy
That much I know
Sometimes things get really crazy

You may not understand
But you know He’s got a plan
Amidst your troubles and circumstance

Sometimes the only thing
You can do
Is rest, rest, rest in Him

Ode to Mike

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(Originally published June 2, 2010)

Has it been so long?
A year has past,
Since the time
We saw you last

But you would not want
For us to be sad,
But rejoice in the Lord
And to always be glad.

Quite a character,
You’re one-of-a-kind.
No one else like you–
Oh, not that I mind.

You were warm and friendly
And always around.
Right where we left you,
You’d likely be found

You were hard at work
There was just no slowing.
You didn’t seem to stop.
What kept you going?

Though some look at you,
Might see half a man
Bad leg, sight, and sound
And lacking in hands.

While we take for granted
All that we’ve been given,
You didn’t complain.
You were too busy livin’.

You’d give God the glory
And all of the praise.
Though hand incomplete,
You’d still have it raised.

So with a fond farewell,
I bid you adieu
Until up in Heaven,
When I’ll walk with you.

Michael “Video Mike” Pyzdrowski
R.I.P.
June 2, 2009

Just A Fetus

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Yes, I am just a fetus
That’s why I need
Your love and protection
Not hate and destruction

I’m vulnerable, you see
And I rely on thee
To look after me

I have a heartbeat
And that’s no fable
But you can make decisions
While I am unable

I haven’t been born yet
I’m at a growing stage
I may be so tiny
But I look my age

You may see me
As less than human
And want to decide
That I’m not worth preservin’

I am human like you
Though not fully grown
Yet without your protection
I am all alone

You were once like me
At this point in your life
The difference between us
Is you’re on the outside

Sometimes Tomorrow Comes Alone

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(In honor of my father-in-law, who passed away in early June)

We may never plan for the day we lose a loved one, but that day still comes.
We may never expect to say that last goodbye, but those words will be spoken.
We think we’ll see someone tomorrow, but sometimes tomorrow comes alone.

If you love someone, don’t neglect to tell them so.
Always say goodbye when you leave the ones you know.
There will be a time you can’t, for tomorrow will one day come alone.

Behold, A Baby!

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Behold the Messenger!


Barren the womb

And advanced in years

A couple is without child


Elizabeth will give birth

To him who first

Would come before the Christ


Holy shall he be

From birth, all his days

Dedicated to the Lord


Oh, but Zacharias

Does not believe

And is silenced ’til the birth


Loosened are his lips

When he makes known

John will be the baby’s name


Dumbfounded are all

Who hear of these things

And wonder what this child will become

 

Behold the Message!


Bethlehem Ephrathah

So little among the towns

A ruler from you shall come forth


Emmanuel! God with us!

God in the flesh

He shall walk among us


His goings from long ago

Eternity is His home

Yet He steps into time


O come, O come

For Israel longs to see

Her promised Messiah


Long ago were recorded

The words of the prophet:

The virgin shall bear a child


Dressed in humility

Oh Light of Eternity

Birthed that You might save

 

Behold the Messiah!


Birth foretold

Prophecies of old

Speak of His unique arrival


Eternity meets time

Wrapped so sublime

In the womb of Mary


How can this be?

For you see,

She never touched a man.


Overshadowed by

The Spirit of the Most High

He shall be called the Son of God


Long-awaited Savior

Born to set His people free

Jesus shall be His name


Deliverance shall He bring

The sins of many shall He bear

Jew and Gentile alike

 

Behold, Emmanuel!