Poetry Lovers by B.Demaere

  Allegory By Bernard Demaere   As the sun sets in the corner of the sky, He is surrounded by a host of clouds, A ray of sunshine is all I want, To make my hope secure, In a bright future.   As the Son stands on his throne He is worshipped by a choir of angels, Filled with the heavenly glory that I long for, My hope is secure in Christ, My anchor is set on the Rock.  

My Mental Illness By Bernard Demaere   Everyone must still wonder, How it all happens, Mental illness, by and by, Slowly, Unexpectedly, It creeps in on you, It is a process, Of an unloved story, It feels weird (you know?) No one can help you, Because, They don’t really know, You are the expert, If you know your self, It is like drowning, Eternally, Losing your breath To regain it just in time, One minute or an hour, You are you And happy, The other, You are sad and irrational, But it is imprisoned in your thoughts, Nobody would recognize you, Or, Think you are the same person, Eyebrows would be raised, In amazement, If they only knew, What is troubling you, What is troubling me? Mental illness makes people wonder.  

  A Scene at Sunset By Bernard Demaere   The Sun, I couldn’t see, Was behind the mountains. The dark silhouettes were cutting. The sky was still blue like the sea. But over yonder were clouds of rain.   The shining Sun was confounding, Left a glance on clouds already pink. Floating high above, they overlooked, That scene and that’s all it took, And that was the miracle, just like a painting. This was the ending.

  The Prayer Garden By Bernard Demaere   Like a flower, Is each prayer! He takes them one by one, In His Garden.   He cares for them, He sprinkles, One at a time, every day, ‘Till fully grown.   Some are picked now, Some will be for later, But one glorious day, I know, I will see my gardener.   And those flowers, the same, He will have gathered, Then fragrance and beauty, Will send a perfume unto, Eternity.      

  Thanks to the United Trinity By Bernard Demaere   Come now, O’ Lord! Come! O’ Sweet Savior! On my knees, I bow, Praises be to Jesus, To our Father who loved us, Holy Spirit, fill us now!   Thank you! O’ Son of God, For dying on the Cross, There was only one Way, And you chose it that day! To give yourself as a sacrifice, So many have denied.   Thank you, Heavenly Father! And praises to your Glory forever, Blessed are you, on your Throne, reigning, Flow from it, Rivers to the Living, Holiness, white is your garment, Righteousness, true is your judgment.   Holy Spirit, soft Wind, Blow in our hearts, Bring messages with blessings, To sinners in this last hour, So they meet their Savior, And, eternally their Father adore.

  One Step By Bernard Demaere   Looking at His face, In my Father’s eyes, Presently, He is holding my hand…   I did it! I did it!!! Another step, In the heavenly snow! For some it is… A minute tiny, Advancement… But for me, It is A major Accomplishment. One step… In The Right direction. One step… And I can see The smile On His face. One step… And He can see The excitement Back in mine.

  A Cowboy in the City By Bernard Demaere   A cowboy came in the city. It was one of those southern hot days. People saw him and were afraid and dismayed. It was long time ago in Texas City.   His heavy boots kept in the dirt. His large foot prints pressed down. His look was one that hurt. His eyes were beautifully brown.   Everybody thought he was very cool, But in a while that giant would be gone. Yes, that man was cool, even his heart was cool! Look at his footprints! How the wind away had  blown. Note: Hopefully I will be posting poetry on  Mondays, Wednesday and Saturdays.  I hope you  are doing great and enjoy this.

A Fly A fly, Coming through the open window, Uninvited, winged monster, Darkly clothed, And landing on my paper. Its legs, thin and crossed, Become linked And, inked, To the page. As I write a story About elements, Seemingly, Unnecessary, In all creation, Like the fly, And the mosquito, Touching, The dead, And the living, And leaving, In the end, A bloody mess, Of scraps and bones. By Bernard Demaere

                                         Miracle on the Table                   (January 29,2020) Bernard Demaere   There I was on the operation table, Between life and death, unable, The surgeon who replaced my hip, Found that mine was super big.   Yes, the X-ray had roughly measured 70 mm But he found that accurately my socket was 72 mm, His words, the biggest he found in North America, Which has its largest usually at 40 mm.   The surgeon had to come up with a solution, Pretty quick. So, he used six crews, not four, to make it bigger.   The socket was now in place, I had lost 20% of my blood that day.   But God!   But God had a better plan as people were, Praying and their prayers were ...

                   A Good Friend   A good friend is patient, He can wait a moment. He listens and waits for his turn He does not rush into things or friendships.   He is kind and not harsh, He is sensitive to your needs. He is kind, but not blind, He will let you know gently.   He does not want what you have, He wants your best. If you have done your best, He is happy for you.   He does not think he is so special, And that he is better than yourself. He can let you win and not be hurt, He wants to serve you, you are the best.   A good friend is always courteous, He is a true gentle man. His words are full of wisdom,   And his actions shows it.     He is not always preoccupied, With his own interests and likes. He does not try to manipulate you, In doing what he wants to do.   It is not easy for him to become angry, He would rather talk about it right away. If you have done something wrong to h...

  “In that day I will answer,” says the Lord. I will answer the sky as it pleads for clouds.  And the sky will answer the earth with rain.  Then the earth will answer the thirsty cries of the grain, the grapevine, and the olive trees.  And they in turn will answer, ‘JEZREEL’—God plants (Hoseah 2:21-22 NLT)   Jezreel: God plants Bernard Demaere   There’s a pleading, Going on in nature, As much a there’s One in mankind.   But there are also   answers in nature, As there are To your prayers.   The earth supplies The harvest, But ultimately, It is God who plants   ‘JEZREEL’ I hope you all like this site.  Please leave me some suggestions or subscribe.  It's all free.

  2020 Bernard Demaere   The year of perfect vision, The dawn of a new day, The world is in confusion, But we are his possession.   With perfect vision we, Embrace the call to, Suffer for him and do, His will, perfectly.   Theirs is no greater cause, Christ crucified, now in glory, Looking on us from his throne, Nevertheless, with us in prayer.   Don’t look to anyone else, For comfort and strength, He knows all your thoughts, He feels all your pain.   Flee from worthless temptations, Focus instead on the prize of, Your salvation, the crown of life, But, most of all on the destination.   The awesome glory in the heavenly, Of being with Christ through eternity, No more tears and no more pain, All will be forgiven and all will be gain.