Friday, November 16, 2012

‘Round the Corner

I wish I could sit ‘round the corner,
And just listen to all of the clamor.
Just listen to laugher and voices,
Listen to what really matters.

I would hear dear familiar voices,
Laughs I would know right away.
Dinnerware clanging with silverware,
And the smells of Thanksgiving day!!!

I would thank God that I have my family,
Both at home and those miles away.
If I could just sit right ‘round the corner,
That would be a spectacular day.

What you have, when you’re gathered together,
Is a gift every heart longs to share.
The gift of just loving each other,
And the prize of each person that’s there.

Though I’m not sitting there ‘round the corner,
My heart is most certainly there.
My love, adoration and thankfulness,
Is in spirit, at everyone’s chair.

I love you dear family, and send my best wishes:
For holiday health, wealth and mirth.
Tis Thanksgiving Day! Thank God for right now!
It’s the best seat to have on the earth.


Monday, October 15, 2012

The Leaves of October - a Fall Poem - Yahoo! Voices

The Leaves of October - a Fall Poem

I love the cooler weather October brings, the bright blue sky and the colorful falling leaves. The sight of fall leaves spinning in an October breeze always makes me want to dance with them! This is a poem in celebration of autumn and the beauty of October leaves:

The Leaves of October - a Fall Poem - Yahoo! Voices

Thursday, October 11, 2012


As sun fades on horizons’ west
I ponder how the day’s progressed
And wonder what tomorrow has in store
In many ways I find I’m blessed
In others find I’ve flunked the test
But always find I yearn for something more

I think of all our world can bring
New house, new car, new fancy thing
These things might satisfy me for a while
Then I look beyond this place
Unto that realm where pain’s erased
Unchaining my involuntary smile

What wonders loom at Heavens’ Gate?
I’d set off now, but have to wait
And do the tasks to which I’ve been assigned
But Father, could you fast-track me?
’Cos Lord I really want to see
The awesomeness that’s sure to blow my mind

What will I do when I get there?
Sit upon a golden chair
Or will I be too stunned and overwhelmed?
Will I ride about on horses back
Or take off from a gold tarmac
And soar with angels wings throughout the realm?

Will I have a brand new name
And Lord, will I still look the same?
I know my aches and niggles will be gone
As angels sing and trumpets blow
I know I’ll have a brand new glow
Reflections of your glory looked upon

When I join the heavenly host
Will I be sent to some outpost?
Could I hang around the throne room for a time
To gaze upon your awesome face
And sing about your awesome grace
That brought me here despite my earthly grime?

Will I be a messenger
A fast angelic courier
Surfing through the stars at speeds untold?
Or will the notes I play expand
In a long haired angels rockin’ band
Bringing vital sound to streets of gold?

Can we run around and kick a ball?
Do you have a sport and what’s it called?
I bet there’s no shame being on the losing team
Do the runners up get a trophy too?
Do angels roar when goals go through?
Can you lose your voice in heaven when you scream?

If I’m there before that final day
When all our tears are washed away
And Jesus comes to end all misery
Will I join your army Lord
To smash the devil and his hordes
And bring about your finest victory?

For now, I’ll try not to complain
I’ll live my life where you still reign
And admit I have no clue without a fuss
For no ear has heard, nor eye perceived
Our earthly minds just can’t conceive
The wonders that you have in store for us

Monday, October 8, 2012

Power and Love

Who gave the sun its’ warmth and its’ light?
Whose will caused our planet to spin into night?
Who dressed the clouds in their grey and their white
And allotted their voice such a thunderous might?

Who laid out the oceans and gave them their girth?
Who scatters His lightning across all the earth?
Who takes away empires, gives others new birth?
Who can do all of this and yet still see my worth?

Who lifted the mightiest mountain range
Up into the sky, so imposing and strange?
Who sends forth the winds and who has arranged
Four life-giving seasons to ebb and to change?

Who spread out the lights in the nights’ starry sky?
Who feathered the Eagle and taught it to fly?
Who waters one place and leaves another one dry?
Who can do all of this and yet still hear my cry?

Whose voice thunders down with the mightiest roar?
Whose power can shake the whole earth to its’ core?
Whose splendor decrees that all angels adore?
Who gives us His all and has promised us more?

Whose presence commands that all evil shall flee?
Whose justice demands that for sin, there’s a fee?
Whose wisdom and love nailed that sin to a tree?
Who sent His own Son to recover deaths’ key?

Whose mighty hand picks me up when I’m down?
Whose mighty grace turned the lost into found?
Whose promise declares that I’m Heavenward bound?
My Father who says I’m a jewel in His crown.

Friday, May 25, 2012

The Worth of Soldiers

Freedoms and rights both old and new,
Are blessings our nation has earned.
The toll of the whole, paid by the few
As enemy fronts we turned.

The right to express a different opinion,
Is to all fundamentally granted.
Let’s embolden our soldiers: save our dominion!
Lest tares in our midst supplant us.

Thanks to the soldiers, the valiant corps
Who enlist in the force of their choosing.
They are certain that war, as in ages before
Dare not risk the peril of losing.

The pledge of allegiance we stand to recite
For the women and men who serve.
The might of their fight is in doing right:
To protect, defend and preserve.

Know valiant soldier, your life is a gift
That our nation has held and lost.
We’ve kept and we’ve wept and in prayer we lift:
Your burdens, your pain and your loss.

By Tom Valles

Ecclesiastes 3: 1-3 “There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven: a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot, a time to kill and a time to heal, a time to tear down and a time to build,..” NIV

Wednesday, May 16, 2012


The simple shall not hear Thee,
They are unaware you called.
They sought not to entreat Thee;
In their waywardness they fall.

The foolish shall not hear Thee,
Their complacency’s a void;
Avoiding words spoke from Thee,
And without these are destroyed.

But for everyone who listens,
There is safety for all these.
In Christ, your future glistens;
In Him you are at ease.

Secure without the fear of harm
Is everyone who’s heard.
We are sheltered in His arms
When we take Him at His word.


Proverbs 1: 32-33
“For the waywardness of the simple will kill them,
and the complacency of fools will destroy them;
but whoever listens to me will live in safety
and be at ease, without fear of harm.” NIV

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Christian Poet's Pen Page on Facebook

Any winter poems, New Year poems, or other poems to share? And Valentine's Day is coming up soon. Be thinking of some good poems to share or link to!

We also now have a Christian Poet's Pen page on Facebook for those who would like to network and share some poems and links that way. Feel free to join us at: