Guest Poetry and Songs
“I’ve read that a chickadee is a small bird that doesn’t actually fly, but flutters from tree to tree. The miracle here is that this chickadee is flying like an eagle! I wrote this a time when I had experienced rejection and hurt. It was actually a song. I would sing it to remind myself that I was free from any and all discouragement that satan or human actions would try to bring against me.) You are free too!”
From Alice’s book Old Yellowed Hat
Little Chick-a-dee
You thought you really clipped my wings;
You thought my dreams had died;
And when my eyes cried big ol’ tears
You were very satisfied.
You didn’t know the strength inside
this little chick-a-dee.
A breaking heart, a challenged will
Brought out God’s strength in me.
You thought you threw me to the wind,
But ‘twas a launch for me!
In case you hear a fl-ut-ter
Look up! It might be me!
‘Cause I’m soarin’ up against the sky!
I’ve got me a real good view of
how and what and why.
I’m soarin’ - in spite of gravity!
Who’d of ever thought it so – this
Little ol’ chick-a-dee!
As a hunter wounds a bird in flight,
That’s how you wounded me.
You thought that I would spend my time
in fear and self-pity.
But I have got my head up high.
My wings are workin’ too –
I very seldom have the time
To even think of you.
You thought you threw me to the wind
But you just set me free.
In case you hear a fl-ut-ter,
Look up – it might be me!
‘Cause I’m soarin’ up against the sky!
I’ve got me a real good view of
how and what and why.
I’m soarin’ – in spite of gravity!
Who’d of ever thought it so – this
Little ol’ chick-a-dee!
Pinnacle of Life
The blessing of life:
To breathe, to laugh, to smell,
To be a part of God’s day,
Of beauty and peace to tell!
The promise of life
God’s Word outlines for us:
Exhalt and honor wisdom
And she will promote you thus!
The treasure of life:
To bring health to your home
“Fear the Lord.” “Depart from evil.”
It is marrow for your bones!
The challenge of life:
Discouraged? Deal with it
Before it overcomes you;
Rise by praying in Spirit.
The fortress of life:
The very best people
With you in good and bad times
Give strength – It’s just that simple!
The rewards of life
Found in keeping God’s Word –
Favor, grace, health, long life, peace,
True joy – happy as a bird!
The sadness of life:
Separated by death
Soul crushed, breaking heart weeping.
Famine and war stifle your breath.
The wisdom of life
Says, “You encourage You.”
Don’t let depression attach,
Disillusion wants in too.
The sweet bliss of life:
Death, a bitter leaven,
Can’t conquer a child of God.
Death is our door to Heaven!
The pinnacle of life:
Assess each situation.
Then use the rocks hurled at you
To build a firm foundation!
From Alice’s book Pen of Gold
I Recommend Jesus
When life’s going good, when life seems sad,
I recommend Jesus.
When life’s at its start, when life’s at its end, I recommend Jesus.
If you’ve lived well or made mistakes,
I recommend Jesus.
There’s no one that doesn’t need Him.
If you feel well or if you are sick,
I recommend Jesus.
When you’re at suffering much pain,
I recommend Jesus.
There’s no one not loved by Him!
If you have enough money or if you are poor,
I recommend Jesus.
If you are lonely or have friends galore,
I recommend Jesus.
When life seems on track, or if your train has derailed,
I recommend Jesus.
We all need a Savior. He’s the only one there is.
His blood is sufficient to cleanse all our sins.
He knows all our trials, has felt all our pain.
You have nothing to lose, eternal life to gain.
We can be saved if we call on His name.
He offers forgiveness. His pardon is great.
I recommend Jesus.
He demands first place in our lives; it’s what He deserves.
His arms are open wide to big and to small.
He only refuses those too proud to call.
I recommend Jesus.
Published in Alice Schiel’s book Pen of Gold
Return of the Yegua, 2003
By birthright senses would conjure
And sibling pressures would ensure
With constant totems to enure
Incessant beckons of the lure
Of Yegua
And so impressions there would teem
Like glitter in the spotlight’s beam
Forever polished so to deem
Necessity to live the dream
Of Yegua
Away from all the maddened throng
A semblance of what’s right and wrong
With constant drilling, hard and long
In students teachers wrote the song
Of Yegua
So forged into the pliant youth
By fang and claw and nail and tooth
Like flavor bursts in fine vermouth
Now lies the fundamental truth
Of Yegua
And so began the daily fight
Attaining goals that mark the height
Of standing graduation night
To covet passage to the rite
Of Yegua
There to extend the hand to hold
That wanted parchment, tightly rolled
And valued as though finest gold
Ensuring lifetime in the fold
Of Yegua
And having now fulfilled the need
With some to follow, some to lead
But all to show by act and deed
Of living as to chant the creed
Of Yegua
Returning home in mass they came
Back to those hallowed halls of fame
Like to moths to an eternal flame
So silently to scream the name
Of Yegua
And seeing those that had been missed
The favored ones to hug and kiss
For nothing wells the tears like this
Renewing friends, within the bliss
Of Yegua