Monday, 10 July 2017

Poem: The Tired Years

The tired years are here
Seemingly forever
Soak it in, they say, it goes so fast
But seconds draw endless
Lines towards dusk unseen
Where stars glitter wishes
In a night sky only for
Young lovers and reflecting elders
For those in the tired years are fast asleep
Only to be woken for a bad dream
Or glass of water

©Jordan Hageman 2017

Sunday, 9 July 2017

Poem: Summer Days

The softest breeze upon skin
Sun soaks deep down
Birds sing happily, songs
Of empty nests and burdens none

Trees sway a tired dance
Ladened arms lift leafy garments
Stirring at winds mercy
Before quieting back into their slumber

Heaven is smiling down at
Productive bees and flitting butterflies
All things grow, stretching
For rain promised in the
Streak of clouds flat against a blue sky

It all waits full
For what it scarcely knows
A desire unknown
A yearning not realized
A promise unfulfilled

It's always there—
underneath it all
And on summer days it
Brushes fingertips and lays
Almost in reach

©Jordan Hageman 2017

Thursday, 9 February 2017

Poem: A Stubborn Heart

The silence is deafening
Because I will not listen
The questions unanswered
The problems unsolved
My anguish is my own doing
For I refuse to hear
The clock ticking quiet seconds loudly

© Jordan Hageman 2017

Friday, 11 November 2016

An Unfriendable Sin

Thank God He won't unfriend me
For my soul is black with sin
I've blamed you for the outcome
But the problem lies within

You think you're right but so do I
A rift has taken form
Rather than pray and love
We stand our ground and die within our scorn

But God did not unfriend me and
He's a friend to you as well
And there's a fight we've been distracted from
And it comes up straight from hell

Lay down the guns, take up the sword
And use its double edge
For the Truth is Love and He overcomes
On the cross this was His pledge

To fight this war we cannot see
We can't fight it just as friends
Remember: He has made us family
Brothers and Sisters to the end

Wednesday, 19 October 2016

Poem: The Other Side

Trying to understand what it is about your plan that makes all things new
When I'm forced to say goodbye and death seems to win

My eyes see only the pain and my soul searches for your Kingdom here on earth
Is it only when you return that I'll know the mysteries of you?
Or can you open heaven, just once, so I can catch a glimpse of what you are up to?

It will strength my faith, I think, to have it all confirmed
To know the suffering has a purpose
But right now I don't know
And I tremble thinking that it's on the other side of the trial—the part I can't see at all—that the answers all lay waiting.

© 2015 Jordan Hageman

Saturday, 8 October 2016

Poem: Back in Time

For my husband on our 13th wedding anniversary.

It’s been thirteen years
Since we said I do
I look around and breathe
A tired sigh
The house’s a mess
One kid’s undressed
Two more are quiet—that’s never
A good sign

The clock was ticking
But it somehow stopped
One hour before it’s bedtime
Then our time
I look at you
You look at me
I know you’re thinking the same
As me

Could you
Take me back
Back to a place
Where your hand held mine
And my heart began to race

Take me back
Back to a time
When your kiss sunk deep
Sending shivers down my spine
Take me back

We all bow our heads
Around the table
You thank the Lord Almighty
For everything
You say amen
And raise your head
There’s a glint in your blue eyes
I realize

I’m sitting here
Right in that place
The time is now
It’s always been
In just this
Moment of grace
For each other
Is what it takes
To start all over
We take a step forward
Both of us together
A step that will

Take us back
Back to a place
Where your hand held mine
And my heart began to race

Take us back
Back to a time
When your kiss sunk deep
Sending shivers down my spine

We’ve come so far
And we’ll go further
Because we know how to go
Back in time

©2016 Jordan Hageman

Tuesday, 4 October 2016

Poem: Who is the Who?

I recently spoke at our church's Women's Night Kick-off on Galatians 5-6:10 - a long passage but it all connected. To help myself keep track of the points I wanted to make, I started writing a little poem and I wove it into my message. It was a lot of fun and I felt a *little* inspired by Dr. Seuss!

Who is the who who ran into you
Who stopped your good race
Who blindsided you?

The who will want more than you were meant to give
The who will bring question to the life you are to live

And beware the who you're trying to find
Because there's a who who's a sneaky kind
The hardest part about finding this who
Is finding this who just happens to be you

So don't be a who who adds to a load
A who who makes burdens wherever she goes
Be a who who is good, a who who is kind
Who lives in the Spirit
Who lives her design