Noah came before the flood. I have come before the fire.
quote by Joseph Smith, Jr.
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The Biggest Flood
The Biggest Flood
Pakistan, the biggest flood ever recorded the newscaster tells me,
has he forgotten about the biblical flood and Noah?
I could be that after years of flooding in Noahland that he got
the idea of building a boat, big enough for his family and cattle.
Of course his neighbours thought he had lost it, his sons too were
skeptical but helped their father building a wide hulled boat;
in the inn at night they often got into fist fights, when funny
remarks were made about their father’s crazy venture.
After weeks of rain he boarded and boat and it didn’t sink.
When the rain stopped and the sky was clear all Noah could see
was water everywhere. Not a navigator Noah just drifted about
hoping to find land; and as water level fell he hit a reef which
turned out to be a grassy mountain slope. The biblical story is
certainly true, if it isn’t it is still worth thinking about its wisdom.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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7 Plus 1
The Arch of Noah saved only sven people plus himself,
So do take up the census to understand this poem;
For many are called but few are chosen!
Think about the flood,
'7 plus 1' people were saved after the heavy rainfall!
And Noah came out plus the seven others;
But i am a refugee today escaping from the stray bullets of life.
Mind over matter in the bed room of love,
And completely out of the ordinary with motivations;
But my imaginations can move mountains!
And, like the love of the muse of the flood!
'7 plus 1' quals to '8',
And eight people were saved from the Arch!
But let us try to understand the ways of the Creator;
For many are called and few are chosen!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Between Two Fires
Wisdom reveals the reason why
This life brings so much pain
Yet in the rainbows in the sky
The answers all too plain
When God made man He gave him laws
As all the world now knows
But disobedience opened doors
No sinful man can close
Some fear no God nor judgement day
Some seek the truth on high
But fire to both will come one day
For all are bound to die
Fire will totally burn the earth
This world will cease to be
Yet Fire will lead to second birth
Who soon God’s face will see
Fire will seek each soul in turn
Regardless of their views
But which our flesh one day will burn
Is left for us to choose
From all the earth there’s no one free
However much we doubt
The fire will come for all to see
From which there’s no way out
No force can make God’s Fire retreat
No flesh can dowse the flame
But fire for those at Jesus’ feet
Will only burn their shame
The rest who die still with their crime
Will meet an awesome fate
Then like the flood in Noah’s time
The cry will be “Too late”
poem by Michael P. Johnson
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Noah
When old Noah stared across the floods,
Sky and water melted into one
Looking-glass of shifting tides and sun.
Mountain-tops were few: the ship was foul:
All the morn old Noah marvelled greatly
At this weltering world that shone so stately,
Drowning deep the rivers and the plains.
Through the stillness came a rippling breeze;
Noah sighed, remembering the green trees.
Clear along the morning stooped a bird,—
Lit beside him with a blossomed sprig.
Earth was saved; and Noah danced a jig.
poem by Siegfried Sassoon
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Noah's Flood (Bible Poems for Children)
God told Noak, to build a boat.
Large enough so it will float.
The people were bad, and mean,
God, would destroy that scene.
There will be a flood someday,
Everything will wash away.
Two of each animal, went inside,
There they would abide.
Rains came, it was a sight,
Forty days, forty nights.
One day, the boat stopped,
Landed on a mountain top.
Noah went outside to see,
A beautiful rainbow, waiting for
he.
God promised to never send,
A big flood like that again.
poem by Heather Burns
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I came here as a man of visions. I was sent here as a man of visions, like a second Noah. I'm not a Noah but I'm here as a second Noah. I'm here as a red light is in the street.
quote by Howard Finster
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Fire Of Spring
Spring: What do you see like this?
Fire: To you
Spring: Please I entreat you
Fire: What to do? I can’t bear darkness
Spring: Naughty, not to utter thus. Come here.
Fire: May I set fire to wax candle?
Spring: Put on spectacles, other wise
No surplus will remain.
Fire: Oh! You are very miserly.
Spring: OK Think- you are lying under a tree in hard sun light-in this moment what will be your temperament?
Fire: You are upon a hand; our child is upon another, crystal blue sky in front.
Spring: I see! Have you ever seen that fair of children darken the blue sky?
Fire: Yes, I saw that in your eye, on your lip, inside the rib bone.
Spring: OK
Fire: Oh! No, do not talk; close your eyes, why so sweat scent in your hair?
Spring: At your chest too...
Fire: Surging fire on my body
Always, couldn’t you see that?
Spring: How could I see? The thunder-the flood reside on my body too.
Fire: You are carrying so much thunder and flood why did not you tell me before?
Spring: How could I say? Did I know that so much?
Fire at your heart!
Fire: Leave it. Now you have come to know.
Spring: Hey-I entreat you, do not touch my hub. Earth quake sleeps there.
Fire: Oh! Really you are very beautiful and natural, A very exciting eminent on your thigh looks.
Spring: Entreat, I entreat you, do not touch there. Earth Quake sleeps there also.
poem by Bongokobida Zakaria
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The Massacre of MacPherson
Fhairshon had a son,
Who married Noah's daughter,
And nearly spoiled ta Flood
By trinking up ta water:
Which he would have done,
I at least pelieve it,
Had the mixture peen
Only half Glenlivet.
poem by William Edmondstoune Aytoun
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A Nobel Prize For Peace!
A NOBLE PRIZE FOR PEACE!
When the dove returned to Noah’s arch, -
With an olive branch in its beak,
Noah knew that the flood waters have begun
to recede!
The Dove remain as our symbol of Peace!
But now when we look up at the sky,
There are more hawks than doves flying up
high!
Yet there are many who work in anonymity,
For the sake of peace and to alleviate poverty,
Without any kind of publicity!
For long religious bigotry, cast and creed,
Have distanced us from that elusive peace, -
Spreading violence amongst our midst!
So now I sincerely do hope and pray,
That this Noble Prize for Peace shall one day,
Bringing that elusive peace on our way!
Despite what the ‘hawks’ might have to say!
With best wishes for President Obama on
this day!
-Raj Nandy
14 Oct 09
New Delhi
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God And The Gas Pumps...........[religion; creation; short]
Now I'll bet God never pumped gas into a car, nor did He check the oil.
It's hard to believe He ever worked at any gas station doing manual toil.
And yet I've thought of a link that binds gas pumps and the Man Above.
The same Guy who sent the flood to Noah. Noah's the one who sent out a dove.
It matters not whether you believe the Earth is billions of years or only thousands of years old.
In church, as a boy, I learned God made all things. That's what I was told.
He was all-powerful according to the minister. He didn't need long to make stuff.
He could have put pools of oil underground and waited patiently, sitting on His duff, .......(take any dictionary definition of "duff" you please) ...to see how long it would take for parrots, or wolves, or men to pump it out.
Or he could have let Nature form petroleum from decayed fragile grasses and trees most stout.
So remember...., your electricity at home may come from wind or solar power or coal.....,
but most of your cars run with gas created SOME HOW by God, the Guy who gave YOU a soul.
(Nov.2012)
poem by Bri Edwards
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Left Far Behind
'Woe-Man'! And woman came out of man;
'Wo-man', and the child came out of woman;
All from one source to bring out many,
But many are still left far behind!
How can i cry when this world is full of sin?
Like the days of Noah;
Yet stil, many do claim that they are wiser than others.
How can i sing a love song when there are many fools around me?
Yet still, many do claim that they are wiser than others;
But, our ways are like the days of Noah.
One takes a bomb and kills the other,
One steals from another and then he or she is joyful after theft!
Yes, many love the taste of sin and,
We are all living like in the days of Noah.
'Woe-Man'! ! Woe to man with his many sins;
For we are left far behind from the truth.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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A Pirate's Prayer
Marekd to be alone.
And my eyes are closed.
Drown and separate.
For sakes of discernment.
Walk with the broken pieces.
They do not say a word.
They speak not a word to the broken sea.
Not burnt by fire.
Or pulled by the flood.
They come to rest in crimson pools of blood.
Guided by the wind.
Not burnt by the fire.
Not pulled by the flood.
They come to rest (alone
song performed by by Zao from Parade Of Chaos
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Chains Of Darkness
Twell it as it isw and say it a it was,
Tell it like it was and say it like it is,
For they were given the Laws of Righteousness and the yrejected them!
But the old world saved Noah and seven others.
Chains of darkness,
Bringing the flood upon the world!
And like filthy conversations of the wicked;
Universal,
Presumptuous,
Self-willed,
Chiefly like them that walk after the flesh in the lust of uncleanness!
But tell it as it isa and say it as it was.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The 'Ole in the Ark
One evening at dusk as Noah stood on his Ark,
Putting green oil in starboard side lamp,
His wife came along and said, 'Noah, summat's wrong,
Our cabin is getting quite damp.
Noah said, 'Is that so?' Then he went down below,
And found it were right what she'd said,
For there on the floor quite a puddle he saw,
It was slopping around under t' bed.
Said he, 'There's an 'ole in the bottom somewhere,
We must find it before we retire.'
Then he thowt for a bit, and he said 'Aye, that's it,
A bloodhound is what we require.'
Se he went and fetched bloodhound from place where it lay,
'Tween the skunk and the polecat it were,
And as things there below, were a trifle so-so,
It were glad of a breath of fresh air.
They followed the hound as it went sniffing round,
'Til at last they located the leak,
'Twere a small hole in the side, about two inches wide,
Where a swordfish had poked in its beak.
And by gum! how the wet squirted in through that hole,
Well, young Shem who at sums was expert,
Worked it out on his slate that it came at the rate,
Of per gallon, per second, per squirt.
The bloodhound tried hard to keep water in check,
By lapping it up with his tongue,
But it came in so fast through that hole, that at last,
He shoved in his nose for a bung.
The poor faithful hound, he were very near drowned,
They dragged him away none too soon,
For the stream as it rose, pushed its way up his nose,
And blew him up like a balloon.
And then Mrs Noah shoved her elbow in t'hole,
And said,' Eh! it's stopped I believe,'
But they found very soon as she'd altered her tune,
For the water had got up her sleeve.
When she saw as her elbow weren't doing much good,
She said to Noah, 'I've an idea,
You sit on the leak and by t'end of the week,
There's no knowing, the weather may clear.'
Noah didn't think much to this notion, at all,
But reckoned he'd give it a try,
On the 'ole down he flopped, and the leaking all stopped,
And all... except him, was quite dry.
They took him his breakfast and dinner and tea,
As day after day there he sat,
'Til the rain was all passed and they landed at last,
On top side of Mount Ararat.
And that is how Noah got them all safe ashore,
But ever since then, strange to tell,
Them as helped save the Ark has all carried a mark,
Aye, and all their descendants as well.
That's why dog has a cold nose, and ladies cold elbows,
You'll also find if you enquire,
That's why a man takes his coat tails in hand,
And stands with his back to the fire.
poem by Marriott Edgar
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Don't confuse having less with being less, having more with being more, or what you have with who you are.
Noah benShea in Noah benShea’s Ten Tips for Tough Times (2009)
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The Twins, The Thesis And The Antithesis....
she is free at last
but this she did
by accepting all those that wait
and all those who
come now
inside her house: failures and
successes
sadness and its twin sister
happiness
fears and confidences
wins and losses
the truths are here
all in two's or pairs
listen to grief as its partner joy
tells her stories
come, come, this is the boat
that Noah built
before the great flood
arrives
the pair elephants
come on, are but metaphors....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Heart On Fire...
A Heart On Fire
Has Faith-Full Flames
It Rises Up
Like A Slave Unchained
A Heart Unlit
Is Not A Match
For A Heart On Fire
Is Hard To Catch
It Soars Bold
Believes Bright Things
A Heart On Fire
Has Halcyon Wings
A Heart On Fire
Burns Up Hate
Damage and Doubts
It Disintegrates
A Heart On Fire
Is A Force Reborn
It Is A HeartStar
It Is A HeartStorm
Hot and Glowing
Passionate and Pure
Fierce In The Fire
Of It’s Own Allure
A Heart On Fire
Has A Love Torchlight
It Blazes Beautifully
With All It’s Might
A Heart On Fire
Beats Any Damp Tears
Beats Hard and Brands
Every Flood-Fears
Pulsates, Compensates
Illuminates
and Every Frozen Feeling
It Incinerates
A Heart On Fire
You Must Not Forsake It
For Once It’s Yours
No One Can Take It
But A Heart On Fire
Must Not Love Relinquish
Or A Heart On Fire
Will Be Extinguished
Written & ©: 10/9/10
By: MoonBee
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Wine and Water
Old Noah he had an ostrich farm and fowls on the largest scale,
He ate his egg with a ladle in a egg-cup big as a pail,
And the soup he took was Elephant Soup and fish he took was Whale,
But they all were small to the cellar he took when he set out to sail,
And Noah he often said to his wife when he sat down to dine,
"I don't care where the water goes if it doesn't get into the wine."
The cataract of the cliff of heaven fell blinding off the brink
As if it would wash the stars away as suds go down a sink,
The seven heavens came roaring down for the throats of hell to drink,
And Noah he cocked his eye and said, "It looks like rain, I think,
The water has drowned the Matterhorn as deep as a Mendip mine,
But I don't care where the water goes if it doesn't get into the wine."
But Noah he sinned, and we have sinned; on tipsy feet we trod,
Till a great big black teetotaller was sent to us for a rod,
And you can't get wine at a P.S.A., or chapel, or Eisteddfod,
For the Curse of Water has come again because of the wrath of God,
And water is on the Bishop's board and the Higher Thinker's shrine,
But I don't care where the water goes if it doesn't get into the wine.
poem by G.K. Chesterton
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