More Poetry!

A bit more poetry for ya'll... I thought I'd switch the moods and talk about something a bit more hopeful with this post, and instead focus a bit more on hopeful things. These are still some works in progress, but if you like them, then let me know!

Quiet Mercy
-Ben Stoddard

The wind speaks softly through the trees
A quiet prayer for me to hear
Beneath the emerald canopy of trees
The voice grows quiet as it draws near

It speaks to me of Love’s soft hand
That beckons from a distant land
It whispers silent assurances sweet
Given by one with pierced hands and feet

To feel the raw emotion of passion sinned
And the weight of worthiness thinned
The pain of discouragement and lost hope
When dreams and loves vanish in smoke

One is there who helps to raise up fallen arms
An eternal hope to sustain us through harsh storms
A beacon that guides us with light to come
Over rocks and stones, to bring us safely home.


My Dad
-Ben Stoddard

Glass that ripples and breathes
Sending shiny waves upon the rocky shore
Pebbles worn smooth by constant friction
Branches from nature’s bridges floating

A quiet island sits in the middle
A place for thought and work
Too many things to do, no time for fun
Worn hands and old backs have no excuse

Fierce storms have ravaged the surface
But rich soil still lies beneath
Sun kissed grass and sturdy growth
The island stands alone.

Blue Eyed Angel
-Ben Stoddard

This angel has a wheelchair instead of wings
Blue eyes and golden hair
Loving countenance and giggling voice
A smile that can melt even the hardest of hearts
And a capacity to suffer what others could not
She giggles and laughs and calls out your name
Then teasingly reverts to her own language again
She smiles and beams at you, radiant beams of light
A sure sign of pride, she has claimed you as her own
Till the day she leaves, she will love you still.