All posts tagged: Sunny Sunday Poetry

Sunny Sunday Poetry ~ Good

Lord, God, Your ways are always Good They are delicious like sumptuous Food I’m humbled that our relationship is as Brotherhood Always, between us, there’s an easy Mood Yet, You’re my Father, King–I’ve Understood So may my life be pleasing as gold, and not dead Wood And my faith shine so bright as it’s always Stood. This post is also on facebook. To read the Savvy Saturday Weekly Paper, go here.

Sunny Sunday Poetry Special Feature ~ Chidi’s Psalm (To Die Once, Part 6) & The Giveaway Winners!

Hello Friends! Hope you had a lovely weekend? Mine was quite eventful. Whoever said being a published author is easy pie? No, it’s not! Anyway, in case you haven’t heard, To Die Once is now available on Amazon. Readers, I would truly love to hear from you if you’re interested in contacting me! And now, on to the reason for this post. Today, I’m presenting to you Chidi’s Psalm. I call it a psalm because Chidi tells the story from her point of view as a story/song/prayer. I love it!–because it depicts her character on a deeper level. Here it is! What do you do when you find it’s winter And the hurt on your finger was caused by a splinter It seemed small, but it left a huge damage litter Because like gold, it shone with a brilliant glitter I have a friend–her joy I’d never hinder Or cause to fall to pieces like cinder It is my hope she receives true love that’s tender Jenny, my friend, trust me I’m no offender You …

Sunny Sunday Poetry Special Feature ~ Rodrigo’s Tale (To Die Once, PArt 4)

Hello Everyone! It’s a blog tour stop! First of, let me say, “Happy, happy Easter Sunday!” I personally believe it’s no coincidence that this Sunday is found within the period of the blog tour for my book, To Die Once, and more especially, Rodrigo’s story written in poetry style. To Die Once is a story of grace–God’s healing power and redemption. To all my readers, I hope you enjoy this piece!   ~ Tales of a Cunning Man Redeemed by Grace ~ Swiftly and deftly, I move as fleet It’s fun, it’s groovy when I can’t be beat I’ll make my name, take my place, and carve my seat High up in the sky despite the race’s heat It has been this way for as long as I know To win, to conquer wherever I go Come rain, come shine, hail or snow I will have my way, I won’t take no So why, then does this beautiful woman–Jenny–think that She’ll turn me away and fling me like a hat With one glance, a cold …

Sunny Sunday Poetry Special Feature & Giveaway! ~ Jennifer’s Story (Matter’s of the Heart) ~ To Die Once

My fair lady, they say, but my name is Jennifer I dreamed of a life full of love that’s Tender Was it wrong to wish on willows for norms that were Gentler? Or hold unto a man whose love promised me Better? I didn’t mean it; I didn’t see it Coming Passion and romance so rich and Stunning Swept into the arms of a man so Cunning He teased my senses so, and I stopped Running When I realized the truth, it was too Late My feet had sunk beyond redemption’s own Pate My heart, my soul, I’d given and promised to Wait For the one I called my love, my all, my true Mate I could swear my joy was God’s own Fate Bestowed upon me in bountiful Rate Why else was it sweet like delicious Date Or beautiful like roses hung on a Gate But little did I know that a bit of a Lie Was poison that could kill and cause me to Die To die once—my love, my heart—I Sigh Rodrigo, …

Sunny Sunday Poetry Special Feature~ Blog Tour Stop for the Child of Grace Book Series: To Die Once (Part 1 & 2)

Dear friends, This is a blog tour stop for my upcoming release, To Die Once, an inspirational romance in the Child of Grace book series! These poems were composed in honor of the release of this book. Stay tuned for part III, IV, V, VI & VII in the coming Sundays! Part I ~ The Love Story This is a love story Not one full of glory Diced with thorns, but not gory Oh, just listen to the story! Two unequally yoked hearts Come together as hinged carts At first it seemed pretty like the arts But soon came along piercing darts It began with a simple kiss Full of passion and even bliss But oh did they miss That without God their love was a diss You could see they felt so alive Much more than bees in a hive Like stars–awarded a perfect five Cos they swore to love’s depths they’d dive But soon the winds of trouble came blowing The thorns beneath the roses unfolding They pierced, they tore like a lion …