Singing Parts
By Larry Linville
It always sounded cool to me
When someone sang the harmony
At church my mother sat with me
And gave singing lessons for free
I sang that alto line with her
With her voice that sounded pure
I couldn’t read those funny notes
That were coming from our throats
Soon somehow I began to know
Whether to sing high or low
Today I can sing every part
Because of what she put in my heart
She is gone from me it is true
But when I miss her and get blue
I lift my voice and sing a song
And pretend she’s singing along
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Thursday, April 3, 2008
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
April Fools
April Fools
By Larry Linville
They pull out the same bad jokes
and use on unsuspecting folks
then they laugh at this thing so cruel
and blurt out loudly, “April Fool.”
The fun is with the one who fools.
The other doesn’t know the rules
and stands and looks just like goof
whose gullility is proof.
The biggest fool around today
never takes any time to pray
and doesn’t share the love of God.
He is the one who’s really odd.
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By Larry Linville
They pull out the same bad jokes
and use on unsuspecting folks
then they laugh at this thing so cruel
and blurt out loudly, “April Fool.”
The fun is with the one who fools.
The other doesn’t know the rules
and stands and looks just like goof
whose gullility is proof.
The biggest fool around today
never takes any time to pray
and doesn’t share the love of God.
He is the one who’s really odd.
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Sunday, March 30, 2008
Church Meeting Lying
Church Meeting Lying
By Larry Linville
I was asked to speak at a church
and I said I’d surely do it.
Then recalled I would miss a game
and began to really rue it.
Let me come up with an excuse
I could employ to call it off.
Just like a big fat selfish hog
forcing my way up to the trough.
Excuses all seemed very lame
there has to be a good one
to get free of the commitment
to witness for God’s only Son.
Before making that vital call
and telling the church a big lie
I began to feel like Judas
Saying “Dear Lord, Is it I?”
Lying seems so commonplace
and it’s nothing very odd
but I just couldn’t let myself
lie about church things to God.
I kept my word and I am glad.
What more do I need to say!
The game was not that day at all.
It was played the very next day.
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By Larry Linville
I was asked to speak at a church
and I said I’d surely do it.
Then recalled I would miss a game
and began to really rue it.
Let me come up with an excuse
I could employ to call it off.
Just like a big fat selfish hog
forcing my way up to the trough.
Excuses all seemed very lame
there has to be a good one
to get free of the commitment
to witness for God’s only Son.
Before making that vital call
and telling the church a big lie
I began to feel like Judas
Saying “Dear Lord, Is it I?”
Lying seems so commonplace
and it’s nothing very odd
but I just couldn’t let myself
lie about church things to God.
I kept my word and I am glad.
What more do I need to say!
The game was not that day at all.
It was played the very next day.
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Saturday, March 29, 2008
Busy, busy, busy.....
I really get upset with myself when I let this blog sit many days without an entry -- preferably a poem. Poets go into the desert when no inspiration comes. The more you try the harder it is to get an inspiration.
Thelma and I have both been to the doctor. Her broken foot is healing very slowly. I had my lab work for my annual physical. That has taken time.
We are also working to get a business off the ground to supplement our pension. I have a pension that is tremendous unless we want to eat out or go somewhere. We have been working with Prepaid Legal Services, Inc. I'm very excited about helping the average person obtain affordable legal help. (You can link up to it and find out about at my link at the upper right hand corner of the page. You might find the best news of the day.
I know that a poem is just an idea away. I really want to do something about April Fool's day and I'm running out of time.
Meanwhile, my book is selling GREAT.
Thelma and I have both been to the doctor. Her broken foot is healing very slowly. I had my lab work for my annual physical. That has taken time.
We are also working to get a business off the ground to supplement our pension. I have a pension that is tremendous unless we want to eat out or go somewhere. We have been working with Prepaid Legal Services, Inc. I'm very excited about helping the average person obtain affordable legal help. (You can link up to it and find out about at my link at the upper right hand corner of the page. You might find the best news of the day.
I know that a poem is just an idea away. I really want to do something about April Fool's day and I'm running out of time.
Meanwhile, my book is selling GREAT.
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Easter In The Pew
Easter In The Pew.
By Larry Linville
Just the second time since 1960
the second Easter
I have not preached.
Twice in forty-eight years
I’ve given no sermon
and nobody was reached.
The first I was in the hospital
with a Biblical kidney stone
that moved that day.
It hit on Good Friday
and on Easter
the stone rolled away.
Today I was healthy
and ready to receive
as I sat in a pew
as a retired pastor
I sat back and watched
what other people do.
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By Larry Linville
Just the second time since 1960
the second Easter
I have not preached.
Twice in forty-eight years
I’ve given no sermon
and nobody was reached.
The first I was in the hospital
with a Biblical kidney stone
that moved that day.
It hit on Good Friday
and on Easter
the stone rolled away.
Today I was healthy
and ready to receive
as I sat in a pew
as a retired pastor
I sat back and watched
what other people do.
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Friday, March 21, 2008
Full Moon
Let me depart from my poetry for a moment.
As I left the Maundy Thursday service last night I saw a big, bright, full moon.
It was a reminder of the setting of the date of Easter.
Thursday morning, just after midnight, was the vernal equinox. The beginning of spring.
Easter is the first Sunday
after the first full moon
after the vernal equinox.
You can see why this is one of he earliest Easters possible.
I hope you'll join the multitude who will be at worship this Easter.
As I left the Maundy Thursday service last night I saw a big, bright, full moon.
It was a reminder of the setting of the date of Easter.
Thursday morning, just after midnight, was the vernal equinox. The beginning of spring.
Easter is the first Sunday
after the first full moon
after the vernal equinox.
You can see why this is one of he earliest Easters possible.
I hope you'll join the multitude who will be at worship this Easter.
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Old Man Winter
Old Man Winter
By Larry Linville
He was unwelcomed as he walked right in.
I wore a smile that was very chagrin.
He said he could not stay very long
but I soon discovered that he was wrong.
The longer he stayed the worse my life went
but his presence I soon grew to resent.
My schedule was upset and all a mess.
I wanted him to leave I must confess.
Many times he went right up to the door
then he would remember just one thing more.
Each time he came back close to talk to me
I knew there was no place for me to flee.
A robin appeared just the other day
and the old man got up and went away.
Now I’m standing and starting to sing.
How happy I am that it is now spring.
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By Larry Linville
He was unwelcomed as he walked right in.
I wore a smile that was very chagrin.
He said he could not stay very long
but I soon discovered that he was wrong.
The longer he stayed the worse my life went
but his presence I soon grew to resent.
My schedule was upset and all a mess.
I wanted him to leave I must confess.
Many times he went right up to the door
then he would remember just one thing more.
Each time he came back close to talk to me
I knew there was no place for me to flee.
A robin appeared just the other day
and the old man got up and went away.
Now I’m standing and starting to sing.
How happy I am that it is now spring.
© Copyright 2008 Larry Linville (UN: larrylinville at Writing.Com). All rights reserved.
Larry Linville has granted Writing.Com, its affiliates and syndicates non-exclusive rights to display this work.
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