Poetry

I have always enjoyed the flair of truth-laden creativity. Some people just have it. They can strike up deep emotion with the stroke of a pen- not in some manipulative way- but because unmovable truth is exposed in some beautiful way. After reading a devotional from John Piper, I decided to read the book of Lamentations. It was an emotional 30 or 45 minutes. Jeremiah, was staring at the streets of Jerusalem watching the demise of the land and people that he loved- watching children beg for food from their mothers, and their mothers in return ("compassionate women" keep in mind) cook their own children for food. And Jeremiah's response- a poem. Lamentations. An emotional, truth-saturated, painful poem with glimpses of hope. I read it and I saw America- a people who have forsaken God and people who are starving for the food of the Word. Lamentations is an incredible piece of work. Even if you were to take it out of the Bible and place it in a school textbook, it would still be gorgeous. Not only is it beautifully written, it's a poem that God wants us to read and to reflect upon and be changed by. It is a poem from God to us.

I hope to become a decent poet. I hopet to become a poet. Suffice it to say, it will take a while. I will leave you with one that I wrote in high school. It's breathtaking, I know. I hope to have some that are more meaningful to share as God continues to shape my mind from mush to masterpiece. I have started some and it will take weeks or months to finish. But here is a poem that I received an A for in high school.

"Eek"

"Eek" cried the kitten,
I hit it with a mitten.
"Eek" cried the cat;
I hit it with a bat.
"Eek" cried the bear;
I hit it with a chair.
"Eek cried the dog;
I hit it with a log.
"Eek cried the anteater;
I wacked it with my weed-eater.


That's right. An A. Feel free to leave your own masterpiece here.