Prayerfully Poetic

A Collection of Prayerful Poems by Tim McGee

New Poems

  • The messy work

    We scrub our hands with soap,rinse off the dust and sweat,as if love’s labor leaves no mark. But the deeper grime is silence,turning away,love withheld. That stain seeps inward,clinging to the soul.No water can reach it. Only a heart laid bare,washed in surrender,comes clean. Read more

  • The missing piece

    the puzzle nears its shapeedges lockedcorners sureyet the empty space lingers I press in fragmentsshards of glorysplinters of gainbut the gap keeps breathing only grace can fill the gapshared through mercy nailed to woodand placed by scarred hands and still many search “There is a God shaped vacuum in the heart of every man which Read more

  • Beware of false prophets

    Those who deem themselves wise, from whenceConvinced by their own “convincibility,”Portend to put forth eloquenceYet speak with vacant agility.(Nothing more) They wax poetic, quite nostalgic,With flair for polished parlance, bold,Presenting obfuscatory rhetoricA dance where wisdom’s left untold.(Nothing more) While some may believe the words flower,Obfuscation? That’s not it.More like an over-fragrant towerOf steaming, stylized bullshit.(Nothing Read more

  • Seeking Depth

    Lord I step into the quietwhere my questions rise like mistand lingershaping shadows on the water. My touch disturbs the surface.Is my faith this thinthis fragile thread betweenwhat I knowand what I long to believe? Draw me deeper.Past the weight of doubtpast the stones I keep in secretto where Your silence speakslouder than my strivingwhere Read more

  • Living for Christ (Now with 100% SEO Optimization!)

    *Since the Prayerfully Poetic engagement is low, the author thought to add full SEO (search engine optimization) to a prayerful poem. Or maybe he’s just trying to be funny. H1: Live a Life of Christ, The Ultimate Guide (You Won’t Believe the Acronym!) Living for Christ,Keyword density high,Because nothing says holy like ranking page oneFor Read more

  • Unmoved

    We sprint to keep upwith the trembling fashions of dust.We rush to comply as hems rise and fall,as tongues twist into new shapes,and as virtue changes its nameevery hour on the hour. We drink deep from the rivers of trend,bow to the altar of relevance,and call it wisdom.We trade convictionslike garments out of seasonand call Read more

  • Turn Back (a spoken word poem)

    The world is burningand we scroll.The world is burningand we scroll. We scroll. Politics is a battlefield.Society a warzone.We pick sides with hashtags.We bleed opinionsand call it truth. Venom in our veins.Rage in our throats.Hate in our heartsand we call itfreedom. Happiness?Measured in likes.Measured in heartsthat do not beat. We’re dying of thirstwhile drowning in Read more

  • Uncontained (a Haiku)

    Heaven overflowsradiant love breaches cloudsHis love uncontained Read more

  • Already Given

    We question Him.What must I do?Where is Your will?How shall I walk this tangled earthin step with heaven? But the answer clearly echoes,not new,not hiddenin winds or visions,nor candles or stained glass. It’s been spokenin the wilderness,Etched in stone and sung in psalms.Shouted by prophets.Spoken by the Word Himself. Love. Do so with all your Read more

  • Shattered

    Three lives,gone in the span of two dawns.Sirens wail,candles flicker,headlines shout their hollow grief. We gather in circles,mouths full of mourning words,hearts still empty,still cold,still bent toward violence. The command is simple:Love one another,second only to loving Him.Yet we splinter it,shatter it,bury it beneath politicsand easy prayersthat cost us nothing. Three names,three souls.They cry louder Read more