Poetry Sunday: God Is Crying

Isa. 22:5  "For it is a day of trouble, and of treading down, and of perplexity by the Lord GOD of hosts in the valley of vision, breaking down the walls, and of crying to the mountains."

God is Crying

God is crying once again

The ground is wet with shame

Man can’t see the pain God’s in

Your senseless acts to blame.

God is crying can you hear

The rumbling sounds that stir.

Heaven shakes as tears roll down

The earth to Him’s a blur.

God is crying can you see

The echoes mount the sky

Signs that leak from the clouds

But man dare not ask why.

God is crying do you know

More souls ascend, He bleeds

Fear tears down our only hope

Of fruit within his seeds.

God is crying can you taste

Corroded corpses embers

Here among the righteous 

Godly earthbound members.

God is crying can you feel 

The trembling of His feet

Earth erupts in quaking stance

To rhythmic tapping beat.

God is crying feel his grief

For man has left Him lonely.

I alone will take a stand

To hug Him once if only.

© Joni Zipp

posted on:July 15, 2016

repost 7 17 16

God Is Crying

Isa. 22:5  "For it is a day of trouble, and of treading down, and of perplexity by the Lord GOD of hosts in the valley of vision, breaking down the walls, and of crying to the mountains."

God is Crying

God is crying once again

The ground is wet with shame

Man can’t see the pain God’s in

Your senseless acts to blame

God is crying can you hear

The rumbling sounds that stir

Heaven shakes as tears roll down

The earth to Him’s a blur

God is crying can you see

The echoes mount the sky

Signs that leak from the clouds

But man dare not ask why.

God is crying do you know

More souls ascend, He bleeds

Fear tears down our only hope

Of fruit within his seeds.

God is crying can you taste

Corroded corpses embers

Here among the righteous 

Godly earthbound members.

God is crying can you feel 

The trembling of His feet

Earth erupts in quaking stance

To a rhythmic tapping beat.

God is crying feel his grief

For man has left Him lonely.

I alone will take a stand

To hug Him once if only.

© Joni Zipp

The Right to Write

“A strong positive attitude will create more miracles than any wonder drug.” 

~ Patricia Neal

I, like anyone else has every right to write. Although at times I don’t feel like writing, like this week with the two ten hour trips to Omaha. Yeah, there is an eye infection in the cornea transplant that needs close attention and as my days are consumed with spring, cleaning and driving, there is very little time to write.

As writer’s we must always find the time to sit down and spill out onto the page words that either make sense or words that make no sense at all, as long as you keep the pace with tapping the keys. I’ve been awake since 3:30 this morning and have struggled with staying awake, wanting to sleep,  but writing anything was just a big turn-off.

I sit here now typing, but my eyes are heavy as if I have window shades on them and a little gremlin hanging on the cord and keeps toying with the idea of UP and down. I say that because they’re not really blinks my eyes are doing, they are heavy laden shade pulls.

In the past few weeks, there have been a few who think that I have no right to write, and in their crippled world try to bring me to their level. They wake each and every day and anxiously run to the writing site just to click the SMITE button, as if to make me feel less? I don’t know what their point of spreading negativity is, I could really care less, because for every one I get knocked down, five more come in and raise me to heights they only dream of obtaining. I’m sorry that they have no life, but *I* do!! I’m sorry their life has been relinquished to the lower echelons of existence.

It is pretty sad when a person is so weak and lifeless, that they have nothing in life and are left to to feeling whole by bringing someone down? I pray for them as they walk (or don’t walk) in the shadows of darkness while I’m here surrounded by the joyous light of every day! Each and every second of my life is built on how to make it count in a positive fashion.

If you’re a writer, you normally stand by and support your fellow writer. That’s at least what I’ve learned over the years, but here lately, there are wanna-be writers that don’t really comprehend the etiquette and respect of a writer and truly don’t even belong IN the writing world. It’s writers like that, that have no right to write because I’m certain all that they spew will be of a negative nature and all that they try to lift up for themselves will be slaughtered and taken down.

Allow me to say, in my darkest of days, I walk in the LIGHT. When I am trampled down, I bounce right back up like one of those little punching bags that you try to knock to the floor but it keeps standing erect no matter how many or how hard the blows are.

I have a right to write as much as you. So allow me some peace in the JOY of my life. We’re writers, and as such we ALL have a right to write. Sometimes it’s a God-given talent, other times it’s a try-to-hard-to-people-please.

Write right and carry with you the power of positive thinking! Then and only then will something positive waltz into your life.

"Your attitude can take you forward or your attitude can take you down. The choice is always yours!" 

~ Catherine Pulsifer