Young “Joe” had a dream – make that two;
They seemed to come “out of the blue.”
Though often “let down”
He eventually found
His leadership dreams ALL came true.
– eab, 3/3/05 (Gen 37.9)
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Joesph
Posted in Bible, Limerick, philosophy, tagged "out of the blue", all came true, Canada, dream, His leadership dreams, Joseph, Kingston, Ontario on February 26, 2009| Leave a Comment »
Young “Joe” had a dream – make that two,
They seemed to come “out of the blue.”
Though often “let down,”
He eventually found,
His leadership dreams all came true. – eab, 3/3/05 Gen 37.9
Written in Kingston, Ontario, Canada
Announced
Posted in christmas poems, poem, worship, tagged 'round campfires, A new head there is to crown, announced His birth to you, Announcements to tribes, Blount County, burlap-clad, Camel and prince and gift, chieftain's huts, Christmas Season, craftsman, foretold, Friendsville, Glorious Yonder, Harmonized, He was announced to Mary, herders, In a worse foreign clime, Joseph, less frivolous frills, Near Eastern sand, old herald, palace gates, passed the Word along, slave, Song is a wondrous thing!, telling it is a must, temporal man, Tennessee, tokens and bribes, Twilight's lavender shade, unsung greats, waves sifty brown, western edge, yore on December 24, 2008| Leave a Comment »
He was announced to Mary
His mother for earthly mold.
She knew He’d be special,
For she had been foretold.
And He was announced to Joseph
Temporal man at family’s head.
– Joseph married anyway –
His greatness is still read.
He was announced to herders,
‘Round campfires on Judah‘s hills;
Men know for their roughness –
Flesh, less frivolous frills.
Creatures from Glorious Yonder,
Harmonized them on the wing.
Announcements were made in verse.
Song is a wondrous thing!
He was announced to wise ones,
Far across Near Eastern sand.
Twilight’s lavender shade,
A new star joined the band.
“It can mean but one thing,” they said,
“A new head there is to crown.”
Camel and prince, and his gift
Traversed waves sifty, brown.
Each old herald in manner,
Is thanked for his timely thought,
But from their time, to ours,
The news had to be brought.
Burlap-clad, unsung, greats of yore
Told son’s sons, time on time.
Some traveled long, hard and late
In a worse, foreign clime.
Decades passed the Word along;
Announcements were made to tribes;
Were made in chieftain’s huts
Via tokens and bribes,
Were made inside the palace gates,
Were made to craftsman and slave,
To the weak, growing weaker,
To brawny man, thought brave.
Until, O Joyous Hour,
(After centuries of trust
It still was being told,
For telling it is a must)
Someone announced His birth to you –
To me, the story was clear.
Throughout this Christmas Season,
May their mem’ry be dear. – eab, 12/83
Penned in Friendsville, Tennessee on the western edge of Blount County.
