Free verse № 138781
A Midnight Call
Just imagine hearing
A voice within you say
âGet up, itâs time. I want you to
Get on your knees and pray.â
I looked at the clock in the faint moonlight
That shone
Through the partly open window.
It was way past twelve;
I scarce could believe
I was in for what one would call hallucinations.
It beckoned me in firmer tones
To get down on my knees.
More out of fear not obedience
I gave in to its pleas.
I prayed five decades of the Holy Rosary
And then heard the voice again
âThere is someone out there who needs your prayers
And feels My peace flow in.â
It took me a while to go to sleep
Feelings of excitement and awe took hold of me.
I really prayed, didnât I?
During the following day I became inquisitive
And kept wondering who this person might be,
So out of curiosity I phoned all my friends
To unravel this mystery.
Alas, the day went by and it was almost sunset.
I walked down the road and met up with an old friend.
I hadnât met her for a couple of years;
And while talking I casually asked her
âBy the way, when is your birthday?â
âItâs today!â she exclaimed! âWhy do you ask?â
Ah, I was getting somewhere!
âAnd how is your day treating you?â
âIâve had the most odd feeling
The whole night through
I felt that someone was praying for me.
And I sat up and prayed a whole Rosary.
All the weeks worry that burdened me
Seemed to vanish instantly.â
I smiled and said a silent prayer,
âThank you Lord!
Iâm glad I listened to your call.â
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That shone
Through the partly open window.
It was way past twelve;
I scarcely could believe
I was in for hallucinations.
It beckoned me in firmer tones
To get down on my knees.
More out of fear not obedience
I gave in to its pleas.
I prayed five decades of the Holy Rosary
And then heard the voice again
âThere is someone out there who needs your prayers
And feels My peace flow in.â
It took me a while to go to sleep
Feelings of excitement and awe took hold of me.
Alas, the day went by and it was almost sunset.
I walked down the road and met up with an old friend.
I hadnât met her for a couple of years;
And while talking I casually asked her
âBy the way, when is your birthday?â
âItâs today!â she exclaimed! âWhy do you ask?â
âIâve had the most odd feeling
The whole night through
I felt that someone was praying for me.
And I sat up and prayed a whole Rosary.
All the weeks worry that burdened me
Seemed to vanish instantly.â
That's your poem, I think.
Seems clearer now. Thanks for the review. Well appreciated.
Every male baby will be circumcised when he is eight days old, generation after generation--this includes house-born slaves and slaves bought from outsiders who are not blood kin.
Genesis 17:23
Then Abraham took his son Ishmael and all his servants, whether houseborn or purchased--every male in his household--and circumcised them, cutting off their foreskins that very day, just as God had told him.
Genesis 17:24
Abraham was ninety-nine years old when he was circumcised.
Genesis 17:25
His son Ishmael was thirteen years old when he was circumcised.
Genesis 17:26
Abraham and Ishmael were circumcised the same day
Genesis 21:4
When his son was eight days old, Abraham circumcised him just as God had commanded.
Genesis 34:15
The only condition on which we can talk business is if all your men become circumcised like us.
Genesis 34:22
But these men will only accept our invitation to live with us and become one big family on one condition, that all our males become circumcised just as they themselves are.
Genesis 34:24
Everyone who was anyone in the city agreed with Hamor and his son, Shechem; every male was circumcised.
Exodus 12:48
If an immigrant is staying with you and wants to keep the Passover to GOD, every male in his family must be circumcised, then he can participate in the Meal--he will then be treated as a native son. But no uncircumcised person can eat it.
Joshua 5:3
So Joshua made stone knives and circumcised the People of Israel at Foreskins Hill.
Joshua 5:5
All the people who had come out of Egypt, of course, had been circumcised, but all those born in the wilderness along the way since leaving Egypt had not been.
Joshua 5:7
But their children had replaced them. These are the ones Joshua circumcised. They had never been circumcised; no one had circumcised them along the way.
Acts 15:1
It wasn't long before some Jews showed up from Judea insisting that everyone be circumcised: "If you're not circumcised in the Mosaic fashion, you can't be saved."
Acts 16:3
Paul wanted to recruit him for their mission, but first took him aside and circumcised him so he wouldn't offend the Jews who lived in those parts. They all knew that his father was Greek.
Romans 2:25
Circumcision, the surgical ritual that marks you as a Jew, is great if you live in accord with God's law. But if you don't, it's worse than not being circumcised.
Romans 2:26
The reverse is also true: The uncircumcised who keep God's ways are as good as the circumcised--
Romans 2:27
in fact, better. Better to keep God's law uncircumcised than break it circumcised.
Romans 4:9
Do you think for a minute that this blessing is only pronounced over those of us who keep our religious ways and are circumcised? Or do you think it possible that the blessing could be given to those who never even heard of our ways, who were never brought up in the disciplines of God? We all agree, don't we, that it was by embracing what God did for him that Abraham was declared fit before God?
Galatians 2:3
Significantly, Titus, non-Jewish though he was, was not required to be circumcised.
Galatians 6:13
They themselves don't keep the law! And they are highly selective in the laws they do observe. They only want you to be circumcised so they can boast of their success in recruiting you to their side. That is contemptible!
Philippians 3:5
a legitimate birth, circumcised on the eighth day; an Israelite from the elite tribe of Benjamin; a strict and devout adherent to God's law;
Colossians 2:11
Entering into this fullness is not something you figure out or achieve. It's not a matter of being circumcised or keeping a long list of laws. No, you're already in--insiders-not through some secretive initiation rite but rather through what Christ has already gone through for you, destroying the power of sin.
Anyway, I really like the story in this poem, Amanda, but I have to agree with zodiac in regard to the layout.
The first line is an excellent catch for the reader!
it's actually good. definately go with zodiac's form and you will have a masterpiece.
One day the President of the U.S. visited an asyllum. there he met a man in the garden (of the enclosed area), and he told him,
"Why aren't you saluting me? I am a man to be taken note of. Don't you know me? I am the President of this country". And to this came the reply - "Don't worry. You'll be okay. When I came here, I used to say the same thing. After a few ECT's I'm alright."
Nobody's ever been committed for saying they're the God of Fucking. Besides I have my believers.
What if Jesus came back would you unknowingly have him committed too?
See I can be a smart alec too.
Why are you pickin' on me? I was just tryin, to help you out a little. Was it 'cause I used "God" and "Fuck" in the same sentence?
Now cool down and tell me, like a good boy, what you think of my poem. I could use some positive insight from you.
I pretty much agree with Z about losing the intro and exit lines.
You're at your best when you're not trying to rhyme, when you just write about what you know and let it flow.
thanks a lot for reading my poem. I agree with zodiac's format, but still have a few doubts regarding it...which I am trying to figure out. I'm not familiar with the non rhyming pattern and probably that's what gets me confused with what I write. I noticed that even this piece has a bit of rhyming style to it. Unconsciously it sets in.
And it's quite refreshing to hear someone who is evidently devout take a more relaxed attitude toward other peoples' beliefs, if I may say so.
Besides, I noted that he liked my poem and was grateful that he read it.
I'm serious about writing that poem. It's just that I'm blank about how to start. I'm praying for a good theme......and the words to flow with it. you pray too, to help me out, and that way we would get a beautiful poem. Sorry, the theme's you, right? Now for the matter! Start praying ol' pal!
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