Xapa to the World

Tag: poem

  • Poem: Loneliness Vs. Truth

    November 30th, 2005

    I don’t know why
    Every time Christmas rolls around
    Why I’m reminded of a solitude
    Which habitually hangs over me.
    Of all things to think about
    It’s my least favorite.
    Give me anything else,
    Even natural disasters, and I’ll be fine.
    This feeling is not just my own,
    But shared by the whole of humanity.
    A nagging feeling inside that
    Whatever the circumstance, situation,
    We are alone.
    Yet, I know I’m not alone!
    This pain that creeps into my heart each winter
    Is not brought by Truth.
    It is an attempt to supplant my hope.
    It is a tactic by one who terrorizes the night
    Who seeks to take our focus off of
    The One Who is forever with us
    And put it on us,
    Sinners stuck in a sinful world.
    This is loneliness, but it is not Truth.

    Sarah ><>

  • Poem: A Lightning Bug Hunt

    (Rachel & Leo Collection)

    Aug 15, 2005

    The sky was starting to slowly get dark
    As Rachel and Leo dashed to the park.
    Their mission was simple, their plan complete.
    Catching lightning bugs was what they’d compete.

    With her jar in hand, Rachel skipped about
    And Leo decided a different route.
    As he crept so quietly into the trees,
    The lightning bugs there were ready to please.

    The bugs in the trees were blinking a storm,
    And in Leo’s mind a plan began to form.
    He would climb to the top and catch them all!
    But if he fell, it would be a great fall.

    He climbed up one branch, and then another
    His tail wrapped around the jar of Rachel’s mother.
    “I won’t fall at all! I won’t! I won’t!”
    Then Rachel ran up and said, “Oh, Weo! Don’t!”

    “I reawwy think the wightning bugs are nice
    And awready I’ve caught them twice!
    But in their home is where they shouwd be found.
    I wike them fwying and bwinking around.”

    So Leo began to climb slowly down,
    And he and Rachel turned back towards town.
    Tomorrow another plan they would make
    While sitting in the reeds by the lake.

    Sarah ><>

  • Poem: Ode to Spell Check and some similes

    August 2nd, 2005

    I have a friend who lives in my computer
    He’s a sweet little fellow
    Though he’s rarely mellow.

    You may wonder why I like him so much.
    What is all the hype
    I’m making when I type?

    The written word is my favorite thing.
    See, spell check is his name
    And proof reading’s his game.

    If I make a mistake, which tends to be often
    He’s as quick as a flash
    With his spell checking lash.

    A red squiggly line is his mark of the trade
    Under my misspelled terms
    Wiggling like tiny worms.

    Ah, Mr Spell Check. Thank you, so, so much!
    My English is better
    So I close this letter.

    A Series of Similes for Spell Check

    Spell Check is like magic…
    Your error once was there, but poof! now it’s gone!

    Spell Check is like a dog…
    When you drop your food, it cleans up the mess.

    Spell Check is like a man…
    He thinks he knows what you’re saying, but once again is wrong.

    Sarah ><>