Poems_January2007

"Ought-Six"

The year of Ought and Six

is over

finished

the good, the bad

times of joy

times that were sad

healing

forgiveness, forgetting

holding fast

to good memories

enable us dear Father

to walk in humility

boldness

faith

into the Year

that has now arrived

for we said

goodbye, farewell

to the past, to Ought-six.

dc riggs © 1 Jan 2007

“To Sit With An Angel”

To sit down with an Angel

to ask honestly him

face to face

what God desires of me

would be no disgrace.

My lifetime stretches toward

tomorrows

how ever many years

it may be

I prefer hope to the threat of fears.

I see tomorrow as through a veil

too many question marks

uncomfortable am I

but God is silent

as I listen with a heartfelt sigh.

Today, my child, is your fulfillment

tomorrow is coming

it’s not yet here

let Me hold your hand

with Me, God says, there’s no fear.

Still, how I wish, how I desire

to speak to an Angel

face to face

in a tomorrow I’ll see Jesus

this is The Promise, thus ending my race.

dc riggs © 4 Jan 2007

Simply"

The day the Lord did make

slips away

in the hustle and bustle

of daily life

Oh how to enjoy the mundane

that the day

be lived not in vain

this is a quest

few realize

even fewer attempt

"Simplify! Simplify! Simplify!"

but how?

perhaps to laugh

savor moments

remember other times

when life was a grand "IS"

without torments

and hope

was reality's dream

before it silently

did slip away

or did the mundane simply take.

dc riggs © 12 Jan 2007

“True Freedom’s Symbol”

Symbols are important in life’s complexity

for Romans

Freedom’s symbol was the cat

for those privileged

this is where it was at

in America

it was the eagle

with white feathered head

called “bald”

some say that turkey lover Franklin

was the only one appalled

but for humankind

freedom’s symbol ever true

is “The Cross of Christ”

and from this we have God’s clue

that freedom is not

just an earthly sort of thing

for through Christ Jesus

we are set free

from sin, from death’s penalty

free to be the real you; the real me

in this earthly life

and throughout eternity

so feed the cat, salute the eagle

let The Cross be your symbol of destiny.

dc riggs © 25 Jan 2007

"This Thing Called Life"

Young, scared

feeling quite a bit alone

a baby's birth

the hand of our Creator God

such is life, for souls incased in sod.

Years fill up

laughter and tears

mundane mingle with milestones

babies become grown

with grown babies of their own.

Bones creak

new pains come and go

changes of time

memories to laugh at, to cry

as the years go flowing by.

What is this thing

called life?

short, God given

an emotional rainbow

scenes, acts, a remarkable show.

Thank you Lord

for life

the good, not good, bad

for the joy, the pain

each day, Pity, we'll not be here again.

"Where Am I Going"

Where am I a-going

with this thing

correctly called my life?

as time slips by

am I content just to sigh?

Who will I become

what legacy

will I to others leave?

time is past to hesitate

clock says: "fifty and eight".

Have disciplines of youth

failed me?

what disciplines you ask?

a sixties child, but mild

getting too slow to go wild.

Today I will live for today

plan for tomorrow

plod in a forward direction

no time for debate

twenty years: I'll be seventy-eight.

"January - February"

My friend, January is slipping

slipping on by

to late to stop

reconstruct

so give a quick goodbye.

Time may run over a man

never slows

like a train to hop

so jump

and do the best you can.

Balance, the world does need

between doing

everything

and not enough

life's enjoyment to feed.

February is around the bend

fleeting and fast

twenty-eight days and gone

yet George, Abe

and love, in it do truly blend.