Poetry

Christmas in Mayberry

~A poem about Christmas in Mayberry and “The Andy Griffith Show”~ It’s Christmas in Mayberry, the mountains are white Opie and his friends are all filled with delight. The town is lit up, wreaths are on every door Andy whistles the carols he’s whistled before. Opie skips along Main Street to hear the Mayberry band, Leon lopes close behind him; what’s that in his hand? No, it isn’t a sandwich’s sticky remains, It’s Christmas and he clutches a new candy…

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Thanksgiving Acrostic

A Thanksgiving Acrostic poem to enjoy during the Thanksgiving holidays ‘T is the season H olidays are upon us A s we gather together N ow with our loved ones K eeping family traditions S avoring, turkey, dressing, ham… G ive thanks to the One I n whose name we gather V ine from which all blessings grow I t is good to be thankful N ever forgetting G od is great, God is good… Christian Activities may earn an…

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With Folded Hands on Thanksgiving Day

“With Folded Hands on Thanksgiving Day”– a Thanksgiving poem With Folded Hands on Thanksgiving Day With folded hands we want to sayOur thanks to You this special day.A day that has been set asideBecause with bounty You have pliedOur country with unmeasured wealth,Something we could not do our selves.From north to south, from east to westDinners are spread and we are blest,While freedom walks among our land,Another gift from Your good hand. From our archives: November 22, 2011If you have…

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My Beloved, a Poem

My Beloved, a poem by Edith K Ochien’g When the storms of life Steer me to shipwreck I hear God say to me; ‘My beloved, I shield you all day You dwell between my shoulders’  When the bills pile up And I can’t pay up I hear God say to me; ‘My beloved, I’m your Shepherd You shall not want’  When voices overwhelm me And I don’t know who to trust I hear God say to me; ‘My beloved, I…

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America, a Patriotic Poem

AMERICA, a patriotic poem for our country A- alwaysM- measurelessE-enduringR-readyI-impressiveC-courageousA-assembly We the people of the United StatesHave a message of liberty to proclaim.In order to form a more perfect union,We emphasize our constitution:America land of the free, home of the braveRed, white and blue, her flag proudly waves.She’s chased the wind and rode the seaFrom the highest mountain to the lowest valley.She’s battle scarred but wears with prideThe marks of measure in exchange for life.To those who fail to honor…

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In Jesus

A statement in poetic prose about our relationship with Christ My faith is in Jesus. My hope is in Jesus. My trust is in Jesus. My joy is in Jesus. My peace is in Jesus. My healing is in Jesus. My deliverance is in Jesus. My redemption is in Jesus. My freedom is in Jesus. My assurance is in Jesus. My inheritance is in Jesus. More Poems: A Father’s Hope, Poem Poison—a Haiku Mothers and Daughters Haiku For Father’s Day…

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Fathers Day, an Acrostic

An acrostic poem for Father’s Day from our 2011 poetry archives F aithfulness isA ttributedT o him, so weH onor our dadE very June. HeR eally deserves it!S ay what you will,D addys are whatA ll families need,Y ear by year. June 18, 2011 Unfortunately, this poet’s name was lost when we moved Christian Activities over to WordPress. If you know who wrote this poem, please let us know.  4,023 total views,  3 views today

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A Father’s Hope, Poem

A poem by a dad from our 2011 archives I hope when you come home, and the church bells start ringing,You’ll remember the years and the days you had here.That this house will engulf you, with lavender breezeswhen the Lilacs have bloomed and their essence appeases.I hope when you come home, and the church bells start ringing,that comfort surrounds you like a mother’s embrace.That this house was a home and a castle of graceAnd your soul was caressed by the…

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Poison—a Haiku

“Poison,” a poem in the haiku form Poison’s drink of choice-with every swig, toxins flow.Sin is now in play. BGWB’Hive Storieshttps://www.bhivestories.com/Follow B’Hive Stories on Twitter @bhive_stories  3,745 total views,  2 views today

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Memorial Day, a Poem

A Poem Honoring Our Dead Soldiers for Memorial Day by a Veteran Today, a mother laid a lily on a young soldier’s grave,for his country, this young man gave it all, so gallant and so brave.This brave young soldier went off to war, now he no longer lives,for the love of God and country, he gave all that he could give.I served my country long ago; in years I gave it ten,if I were a young man now, I would…

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