Christian Poetry - a poet army

About three years ago, I wrote a series of fifty-two psalms (Christian-themed poetry). This past Sunday, I heard one of them, read outloud. It was a lot like traveling through time, to an earlier self. It gave me chills and I had to leave the room. And it made me want to write more of them.

Now, go ahead and Google Christian poetry. I dare ya. I double dare ya.

This is the first thing Google comes up with, if you're feeling lucky: http://www.angelfire.com/tx2/christianpoetry/

No joke, that there's probably the very last angelfire website still in existence. You can smell the perfume and potpourri.

Seeing that, right there at the forefront of the search, made me want to write more and more. I wanted an army. Read about it:

53 – 12/03/13


Poet Army


I see a poet army,
breaking hearts and armor
for God's glory.
They're the mad ones,
the crazy ones,
the little bit of wild we're all
missing
as a nation of God
and a people of the Passion.
It's their voice we need,
their mindless rabble
striving for the wordless
love
that God has,
that God throws at us.
Their foes don't know us,
or God,
and it is their tongues
we need to send in
first,
shocking
shaking
shattering a numb sad bland world
of the poisoned prosperous with the overwhelming
love
that God gives us.
I see a poet army,
breaking hearts and armor
for God's glory.