Wednesday, 16 May 2018

A Love Song

I sat down in a chair today
And sang the words to a song you played
Your voice joined mine in harmony
It was the happiest I had ever been
In a while

Sitting in a chair your eyes on me
Singing your love in the melody
The quiet of the room that held only two
Was as sweet as could be

I got offered to sing on my very own stage
The spotlight bright, complete with fame
I felt adored but missed the feeling
Of being known

Sitting in a chair your eyes on me
Singing your love in the melody
The quiet of the room that held only two
Is a distant memory

I've travelled the world, tasted and seen
All if offered, just for me
My mouth was bitter, my heart empty
I want to go home

Sitting in a chair your eyes on me
Singing your love in the melody
The quiet of the room that held only two
Was it still waiting for me?

I sat down in a chair today
And sang the words to a song you played
Your voice joined mine in harmony
I rocked our baby girl
To sleep

Sitting in a chair your eyes on me
Singing your love in the melody
The quiet of the room that now held three
Sitting in a chair is life for me

© 2018 Jordan Hageman

Sunday, 15 April 2018

Poem: Who Needs Whom?


Who will minister to the minister
If He is not Lord?
Who will serve the servant
If He is not Master?
Who will love the unlovable
If He is not Friend?
Who will guide the guide
If He is not The End?

Who will parent the parent
If He is not Father?
Who will teach the teacher
If He is not Counsellor?
Who will judge the judge
If He's not on the throne?
Who will bring life from death
If His grave did grow cold?

Who will right all the wrongs
If He could not redeem?
Who wears the crown and the honour
If He is not King?

Who will praise Him if we don't?
All creation complies
Even rocks have their voices
If ours we deny

Who will glorify His name
If we turn away?
The angels in heaven
All sing of His fame

Who will finish the race
If we choose not to run?
The ones gone before us
Have already won

He doesn't need us but still
He calls us by name
To take part in His kingdom
Over all that He reigns

No matter our choice
He's still Lord and still King
It's us who will lose
If we choose not to sing

© 2018 Jordan Hageman

Monday, 4 December 2017

The Answer is Yes

Is that what I need?
Is that your will?
Should it die?
Should it live?
Do I get a say?
Do I have a choice?
Really?
Do I?
Or is it all decided?
Does that much dying need to happen?
All of it?
All my hopes?
All my dreams?
All my wants?
All my comfort?
All of it?
Is that possible?
Can I even submit to that?
Will you make it all new?
Will I really find you?
Will I gain if I lose?
Can I trust you?

Sunday, 17 September 2017

Poem: They Say

They say I want the fire
But I don't want to get burned
They say I want to be like Him
But I don't need lessons learned

They say I want the boldness
And with it give me fame
They say I want to walk His path
But without all of the pain

They say I go to church
At www.com
They say I feel so alone
And I'm not doing the wrong

They say God please use me
But let me keep my sin
They say this is who I am
No need to change within

They say His Word is suggestive
Find the truth within yourself
They say repentance is irrelevant
And there's no such thing as hell

Wake Up! O Sleeper
Rise from the dead
The kingdom is here
The King is calling you

For you were once darkness, 
but now you are light in the Lord.
Live as children of light 
(for the fruit of light consists in all goodness, righteousness and truth)
and find out what pleases the Lord.
Have nothing to do with the fruitless deeds of darkness, 
but rather expose them.
For it is shameful even to mention what the disobedient do in secret.
But everything exposed by the light becomes visible, 
for it is light that makes everything visible.
This is why it is said:
    Wake up, O sleeper,
    rise from the dead,
    and Christ will shine on you.
Be very careful, then, how you live—not as unwise but as wise, 
making the most of every opportunity,
because the days are evil.
Therefore do not be foolish but understand what the Lord's will is.
Do not get drunk on wine, which leads to debauchery.
Instead, be filled with the Spirit.

Ephesians 5:8-18

© 2017 Jordan Hageman, © 1984 The Holy Bible, New International Version

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
Anticipating
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