Zella's Poetry

This one is to go with a story that I'm writing, but I think it will still mostly make sense. It's written by a character named Ardran Celan. I don't have a name for it.


A traitor, but still loyal to my friends.
The good and right are what my sword defends.
Though all the world around to evil turned
I won't forget the truth that I have learned.
They say that I'm a Keeper. Why that part
Was given me, who knows? Yet in my heart
The knowledge burns and I won't let you down
But will stay strong. It may be that renown
Won't ever come to me, but I don't care.
What matters is that in the future there
Will be someone who's blessed because of me
And what I've done for those who can to see.
A traitor? Yes, but only for the goal
Of making what is broken once more whole.

Ardran sounds like an interesting character.
And the woods sonnet is great. It actually gives the feel of walking in the woods.
 
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For Copperfox

The sonnet writer of the Dancing Lawn
Has opened up for me a whole new dawn
Of poem writing. I have found this form
Addicting, though perhaps it's not the norm.

As Grandpa Joe to many you are known
Who unoffic'ly claim you as their own.
Though not quite brave enough to call you so
In writing this I wanted you to know:

I'm very glad to know you Copperfox!
Your life it seems has had a lot of rocks
But you're still strong. Thank you for what you've taught
To me and for the smiles you have brought.

I now will state my purpose at the end:
A "Happy Birthday!" from your zealous friend.
 
That's wonderful!! I'm going to paste it into an e-mail to show to my friends and family members outside this forum!! Bless you!! And if you ever feel like adopting me as a grandfather, go right ahead.

Your device of contracting a word to make it fit in the line is perfectly legitimate; it can be seen, for instance, in some old hymns.
 
This one is to go with a story that I'm writing, but I think it will still mostly make sense. It's written by a character named Ardran Celan. I don't have a name for it.


A traitor, but still loyal to my friends.
The good and right are what my sword defends.
Though all around me have to evil turned
I won't forget the truth that I have learned.
They say that I'm a Keeper. Why that part
Was given me, who knows? Yet in my heart
The knowledge burns and I won't let you down
But will stay strong. It may be that renown
Won't ever come to me, but I don't care.
What matters is that in the future there
Will be someone who's blessed because of me
And what I've done for those who can to see.
A traitor? Yes, but only for the goal
Of making what is broken once more whole.

Sounds like a goog guy! :) I hope that I will have such strength if the time ever comes to make hard choices.
 
This one is to go with a story that I'm writing, but I think it will still mostly make sense. It's written by a character named Ardran Celan. I don't have a name for it.


A traitor, but still loyal to my friends.
The good and right are what my sword defends.
Though all around me have to evil turned
I won't forget the truth that I have learned.
They say that I'm a Keeper. Why that part
Was given me, who knows? Yet in my heart
The knowledge burns and I won't let you down
But will stay strong. It may be that renown
Won't ever come to me, but I don't care.
What matters is that in the future there
Will be someone who's blessed because of me
And what I've done for those who can to see.
A traitor? Yes, but only for the goal
Of making what is broken once more whole.

Will you be posting the story? Ardran's situation sounds really interesting. A loyal traitor?
 
The "treason" might consist only in opposing an UNJUST authority. No doubt Herod Antipas wanted to think of John the Baptist as "treasonous" for denouncing Antipas' wickedness.
 
Will you be posting the story? Ardran's situation sounds really interesting. A loyal traitor?

No, probably not; I'm writing it with my best friend and a lot of what I have written is going to change before it's done. However, Ardran isn't actually a main character, he's just mentioned, so perhaps I could do something about mainly him. I want to at some point anyway.

The "treason" might consist only in opposing an UNJUST authority. No doubt Herod Antipas wanted to think of John the Baptist as "treasonous" for denouncing Antipas' wickedness.

That's about it.
 
Please excuse the double post.

I wrote this one awhile ago. It's supposed to be a song.

Dancin'

There's a sweet little girl
Who just lost her curls
To the chemotherapy.
She's not doing so well
And the doctor can't tell
How long this earth she will see.
But God's watching over, and He holds out His hand
And says, "It's time to come home with Me."
And she takes His hand and goes dancin',
Dancin' to realms of light.
She's finally free from this world, and with glee
She leaves to go dancin' tonight.

There's a man's teenage son
Who's never felt love
From the father he needs so bad.
As he cries himself to sleep
He tries to believe
That someday he'll please his dad.
But God's watching over, and He holds out His hand
And says, "It's time to come home with Me."
And he takes His hand and goes dancin',
Dancin' to realms of light.
He's finally free from this world, and with glee
He leaves to go dancin' tonight.

There's a grandma spoon-fed
In a hospital bed
Surrounded by family.
She looks around and smiles
And says, "I'll see you in awhile,"
As she drifts off to sleep peacefully.
And God's watching over, and He holds out His hand
And says, "It's time to come home with Me."
And she takes His hand and goes dancin',
Dancin' to realms of light.
She's finally free from this world, and with glee
She leaves to go dancin' tonight.

They're finally free from this world, and with glee
They leave to go dancin' tonight.
 
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Zella, young sweetheart, this one literally brought tears to my eyes. I have watched my great loves depart to go dancing with Jesus.
 
Dreams

You never know when dreams will come.
Sometimes in deepest dark of night
When all around are sleeping,
Sometimes in brightest of sunlight
When your deadlines need keeping.
That's when dreams can come.

You never know how dreams will come.
Sometimes it takes a tragedy
To get you to start thinking,
Sometimes the smallest thing can be
What gets your mind to turning.
That's how dreams can come.

You never know how dreams will end.
Sometimes it's like a fairy tale
And your heart will be singing,
Sometimes you will not tell the tale
For fear you will start weeping.
That's how dreams can end.
 
Dreams

You never know when dreams will come.
Sometimes in deepest dark of night
When all around are sleeping,
Sometimes in brightest of sunlight
When your deadlines need keeping.
That's when dreams can come.

You never know how dreams will come.
Sometimes it takes a tragedy
To get you to start thinking,
Sometimes the smallest thing can be
What gets your mind to turning.
That's how dreams can come.

You never know how dreams will end.
Sometimes it's like a fairy tale
And your heart will be singing,
Sometimes you will not tell the tale
For fear you will start weeping.
That's how dreams can end.

That was lovely! Very nice!
 
Where Do You Belong?

Everybody has a place
Where their heart can rest
And if you have not found it yet
God knows it must be best.

A place where you make someone laugh
And aren't afraid to cry,
Where you can act the way you are
And don't need to live a lie.

A place where all your friends are real
And the same morals share.
A place where you are encouraged
And hard things you can dare.

A place where people can admit
When something said or done
Has hurt them. There you need not fear
Contempt from anyone.

If you have not yet found this place
Just hold on till you do
And you will find the people there
Will gladly welcome you.
 
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I was going to say

stanza 2 = TDL, stanza 3 = Bible Quizzing, stanza 4 = My amazing family :D
 
Wow. I must say I am blessed to have found this. Every one of your poems is impeccably excellent, and I have enjoyed them all. Please keep writing!

(And I thought my poetry was good.)
 
A Valentine From the Greatest Friend of All

Dear Christian,
Do you know what I have done
To save you from your sins while you were still
Lost in them? I took far more than My fill
Of suffering that you might be a son

Of God and share His glory through all time.
Eternity is where you may find rest
Because I suffered. And you will be blest
When in this place of happiness sublime.

There’s just one necessary thing to do:
You must obey the laws that I have set
In place for you. I think you will admit
It’s not much seeing what I did for you.

I love you, Christian. Please go share the word
So all may know it.
Love,
Jesus your Lord
 
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A Valentine From the Greatest Friend of All

Dear Christian,
Do you know what I have done
To save you from your sins while you were still
Lost in them? I took far more than My fill
Of suffering that you might be a son

Of God and share His glory through all time.
Eternity is where you may find rest
Because I suffered. And you will be blest
In this place of happiness sublime.

There’s just one necessary thing to do:
You must obey the laws that I have set
In place for you. I think you will admit
It’s not much seeing what I did for you.

I love you, Christian. Please go share the word
So all may know it.
Love,
Jesus your Lord

Love it, very appropriate :D ;)
 
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