Tag Archives: Faith

The Battle of Hope and Fear, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

The Battle of Hope and Fear

Our very lives exist on hope and fear.
It is hope that helps beat back the dark night,
But it succumbs to what comes in the light,
Causing anxiety when things aren’t clear.

Fear is fostering more than just a tear,
Where all hope will easily take its flight,
And deepest fears take on a deathly fight,
As with a knife any hope fear will shear.

Is there a force fear cannot overcome?
It appears what still remains is our faith,
That we can bring back lives to be as one.

Is anarchy what our lives have become?
Will in our future all to be seen is wraith?
Life can’t be saved at a point of a gun!

Birds inside My Head, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Crows in a tree

Birds inside My Head

The invisible screeching birds of prey
Choosing not to care of the words I pray
Preferring instead in my head to stay
Finding comfort in my matter of gray

In fits of hunger they peck at my eyes
Sending my screams into the darkened skies
Oh my God to You I shout many whys
A puddle of tears upon my face lies

Can someone please tell me why this must be
What must be done now to set myself free
When those of much knowledge cannot agree
Of how from the winged creatures I may flee

To remove the curse that I am under
How long must I be these creatures’ fodder
No want to become a constant beggar
But sacred joy serving You forever

Autumn Leaves, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Autumn LeavesAutumn Leaves, John Everett Millais (1856)

Autumn Leaves

Autumn a time of change and gathering
When the days are warm and the nights have bite
The sun’s bright time with us now lessening
And feathered sometime friends are taking flight

Time for gathering shaded fallen leaves
An attempt to make the fields appear clean
Huddling around the pyre everyone grieves
Praying that their souls shall now be pristine

Persephone ate pomegranate seeds
Now into the great darkness she descends
So will all not accounting for misdeeds
No better time than now to make amends

Autumn we move into the barns our wealth
And time to consider our moral health

 

Tea Leaves, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Tea LeavesTea Leaves, Edward McGregor Paxton (1909)

Tea Leaves

The cup a symbol of her life, empty
She seeks someone deeper than just a friend
Always ever eager to down her tea
To find whatever new news leaves may send

Soon to be without a new tea to seek
Been told Earl Grey provides desired news
Swirled her cup the proper times, afraid to peek
Thinks be better to visit the church pews

Each Sunday she prayed as hard as she could
Not bashful to ask to become a wife
Wondered if her message misunderstood
Was she to be single all of her life

Sunday last felt a tap on her shoulder
Gentleman asked “could you slide over please”
After prayer she could not be bolder
No longer will she be reading tea leaves

 

Endless Sea, a Tanka poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

May 2nd is the anniversary of the death of the Russian painter  Ivan Aivazovsky.  Most of his paintings were about the sea.  His most prominent being The Ninth Wave which I have used  here previously to accompany one of my poems.  For more info on him click here.

On this day, May 2nd I honor this painter who I think had an amazing skill in my first ever Tanka poem.

Endless SeaAmong the Waves, Ivan Aivazovsky (1898)

Endless Sea

Me the endless sea
Let me soon absorb your all
Setting your mind free
Ridding pain both big and small
Your new life shall be in me