[Elanor]

My Foolish Heart

I come to You and weep

Holding every shattered fragment

Of the heart I was to keep

But foolishly let someone take it. 

They seemed to care

And told me they’d stay

But when I needed them there

They swiftly ran away.

Is loving someone worth it?

Will it ever end without pain?

Will I someday see the summit?

Is it worth the constant strain?

They say eventually 

Eventually, you’ll find them 

How do I know what to see?

How do I know it’s not just a whim?

None can see the heart 

Except it’s very Maker

Please to me impart

Wisdom to see better. 

"All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us." - Gandalf

[Elanor]

That’s beautiful @livingwoodchronicles

"All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us." - Gandalf

[Elanor]

Thank you @grcr 😊

"All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us." - Gandalf

[Elanor]

Beautiful. I thoroughly enjoyed it!!

It’s crazy that I just happened to write a poem on war and peace as well.

I called it Freedom’s Cost

 

I look around and ponder peace

As I stand upon a blanket of snow

But I also see a history 

That there their blood did flow.

A river of crimson covering the ground 

To defend our beautiful land.

 

A battlefield of sorrow.

Of man destroying man

Bullets flying. Horses screaming. 

Men in agony. Repeats again and again. 

The copper of blood. The noxious fumes.

There are too many dead for tombs.

 

Men finding their closest comrade 

Limbless, full of holes, or in pieces

Horror clinging to every thought

In the mire of gore ridden trenches

Clinging desperately to thoughts of home

Praying that the end of thier war would come. 

 

Here I live in a land of freedom

Standing on battle earned turf

Yet I know not firsthand of turmoil

Only what’s recorded of others grief 

Of grief, yes. But also victory

For now I live in its reality. 

"All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us." - Gandalf

[Elanor]

This Generation

This isn’t a particularly encouraging poem. But it’s one of my most recent one. I wrote it after a particularly trying night at youth group. The youth group at my church consists of 90% community kids which is awesome but when there’s almost 50 of them and they have zero church background and most have broken/dysfunctional families it can make it… interesting.

 

How can this creature be tamed?

When left on its own it’s a terror

But if it’s restrained too tightly it will be suffocated.

Everywhere else they have no bounds

Are allowed to explore whatever they please

Then find themselves on treacherous grounds

 

They want no part in an activity

Unless it involves a screen

Or serves their cries of, “Me Me Me!”

 

How can they be taught to love,

The joy of serving someone else,

Or find contentment that’s from above?

 

How to teach them respect

Of property and other creatures

Or to work with diligence?

 

To keep the strong from arrogance,

The weak from stumbling

And still others from self abhorrence.

 

Each of their lives differs uniquely

Often with a broken past.

So many young lives tainted by tragedy

 

How can we heal what’s been broken?

Show them there’s hope in the future?

Or give back all the innocence that’s stolen?

 

My heart breaks for each I encounter

Most are spiritually blind, maimed, or deaf

Resisting any help we offer

 

They’d rather lash out in injured pride

Then to take heed to our words

And let Christ mend what’s broken inside

 

The situation right now feels hopeless

But knowing it could change their eternal path

We stay to minister to these wild souls.

"All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us." - Gandalf

[Elanor]

Thank you for reviving this Janelle. Here’s one of my most recent ones:

 

Another year has begun

And with it a new rising sun

Surveying the year I’ve left

Things I felt. Saw. Places went.

Flying by like a jet plane

Flowing by in a mere moment

 

A year of mountains and valleys

If meadows and dark gulleys

Of pruning and growth

Of brokenness and health

Standing by my King’s instructions

As I make my way down His path

 

Undoubtedly it was more than I could take

Yet I was given a strength that doesn’t shake

Despite depression’s dark clouds circling

I discovered joy’s light all conquering

It is most assuredly not fake

And gives hope through each new thing

 

At times simply existing

At other times flourishing

Periods of great heaviness

But also ones of joyful lightness

Sometimes with lungs constricting

Other times breathes of air filled with freshness

 

New things. Old things.

Past and present memories.

I pray that if nothing else

I will not stay stuck in this place

I’ll move onward learning from my mistakes

The future is something to embrace.

"All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us." - Gandalf

[Elanor]

Love the imagery. I live right next to the sea and was able to visualize it very well. (I must say sitting on the seashore is such a nice quiet time where poetry comes easily to me)

I would repeat what the others said about the last lines but in general it’s a lovely poem. It shows how the mind and soul of the author can feel trapped in dark stormy night but then wake up to knowing the greatness and light of the Lord. I found this very relatable and enjoyed it immensely.

"All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us." - Gandalf

[Elanor]

@janellebelovedpig

I love it. 💕

"All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us." - Gandalf

[Elanor]

Another great one. @janellebelovedpig

"All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us." - Gandalf

[Elanor]

@janellebelovedpig Thank you Janelle. I’m glad you enjoyed my piece. And thank you for the encouraging words. 💕 🤗

If you want to connect more you can email me at elanoryesu@gmail.com

"All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us." - Gandalf

[Elanor]

That’s beautiful @janellebelovedpig ! And thank you so much. 😊

"All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us." - Gandalf

[Elanor]

Love it. 😆

"All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us." - Gandalf

[Elanor]

@overcomer

Thank you. 😊

It seems for me I write 2-3 in a week then go another few weeks before I can think up another 😂 they just strike me randomly and then I have to write them down. I usually have a notebook in my pocket but after loosing my last notebook at work a week ago I’m probably not going to do that again for a while. 😝 thankfully I copy them all onto a Google Doc after I’ve written them out so I didn’t loose any.

The funny part was that I’d asked around for a week if anyone had seen said notebook before buying a new one and starting to copy them into it and the day I got the new notebook I came the closest I’d been to finding the notebook but it still remains unfound.

So Nick one of my coworkers came up to me and said,

“So Lilly. I saw a notebook exactly to that description. It was the floor. And it would have been a week ago. It was near your department on the usual path that you take.”

”Really?!”

“Sure was.”

”What did you do with it?”

”Oh, nothing, of course. I left it there.” He said matter of factly and looked at me as if I was crazy for expecting more of him.

I was thinking, What?! Buddy, you just left a piece of my very heart and soul on the floor! But of course I said none of that out loud and in all honesty his actions didn’t shock me. Typical guy (and youngest child). Not my property not my problem. Just the fact that he remembers it to that much detail was the funny part.

"All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us." - Gandalf

[Elanor]

Here’s one of my more recent ones:

 

True Victory

They’ve been promoted to glory

Because Jesus was their story.

 

They lived a full life of service

And are now in their Saviour’s embrace.

 

Spent their share of blood, sweat, and tears

And are now free of all pain and fears.

 

They have passed into paradise

Where sin can no longer entice

 

We remember of them what matters

Their characters, service, and smiles

 

Everyone chooses their legacy

By the way that they live daily.

 

Day to day passes

Insignificant to us

 

But they stack up into time

Days. Hours. Minutes that were mine.

 

Do I squander them foolishly

Or set my sights on goals Heavenly?

 

Where do I give? Where do I take?

What do I do with the money I make?

 

I cannot live on a whim

I must first consult Him.

 

The Giver of all life on earth

The Granter of my every breath

 

The Crafter of my very soul

Who wants my life completely whole

 

Navigating life is treacherous

But made possible by the Spirit in us

 

He is guidance. Peace. Comfort.

Wisdom. Hope. Encouragement.

 

Each little moment of victory

Adds up til one is swept away

 

Transferred on to after life

Where there is no longer any strife

 

There all their deeds are tested

With holy fire they are ignited.

 

This fire decides our eternal roles

To what levels the King will make us stewards.

 

If our life doings prove mixed with garbage

The inheritance will be average

But if they be precious things

Great rewards the King brings.

 

So live this life Kingdom minded

Ever on the Truth keep focused

 

So one day when you cross the line

God can say, “Well done! Child of Mine.”

 

These beautiful words I crave

And are all I want once I leave

 

The truly victorious

Will be crowned glorious

 

Only to cast their crowns

At the feet of the all deserving King of Kings

 

May each one consider-

Will your legacy linger?

"All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us." - Gandalf

[Elanor]

I like it. 😊 💕

"All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us." - Gandalf

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