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Relatively new to poetry and still learning!

Submitted Poems 252 total

The passing of the servant Queen

As a nation we mourn our Servant Queen.
Through royal robes such servanthood was seen.
We keep our vigil from before the dawn,
and standing silently, your passing mourn.

Our loving memories now turn to tears.
For you served so well for...

by Royston

added by royston
19 days ago

Come and dine with me

Come now, not because you feel worthy to
but because God calls you to and loves you,
Come now, and break the bread and drink the wine
Come now, to His table and with Him...

by Royston

added by royston
1 month ago

Oh to see the dawn

Oh to feel the power
of the risen Christ.
Love that conquers death
in glorious sacrifice.

Oh to see the new dawn
and the darkness turn to day.
That resurrection morn
as the stone was rolled away

Now Death no longer stings
for Christ...

by Royston

added by royston
1 month ago

Love dawned in the early morning mist

On a distant hill in the early morning mist
our eyes embraced each other with a loving kiss.
Although no contact was made or word was spoken
on that green peak the silence of love was broken.

The dawning sun burst out in radiant glory

by Royston

added by royston
1 month ago

The best was saved ‘til last

The best was saved until the last
and all other wine was surpassed.
For He turned water into wine
and things of earth became divine.

Changed from glory into glory
Common turned extraordinary,
Acts of love from the hands of Christ

by Royston

added by royston
1 month ago

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Thanks for your encouragement. I also place my poems on an American Christian website under the name of Royston

1 month ago


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