Weathering: Seasons of Adversity
©2017 Susan Noyes Anderson
Tonight the lights blew out on me
at 12:06 AM.
The darkness swept in like the sea;
the power’s out again.
Hardship Poems
Nobody gets a kick out of writing hardship poems, for obvious reasons. We write what we know, and most of us are just as happy keeping hardship a stranger. That said, we all go through times of trial, and writing or reading cathartic hardship poems can lift our spirits considerably. Sometimes, we need to wallow in our misery a bit. Other times, we need to vent about it. Much of the time, though, we are simply looking for a ray or two of hope. In this section, Hardship Poems, you can be sure to find plenty of all three. I hope you also find some relief, as I did in writing them.
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Sharing the Burden
©2017 Susan Noyes Anderson
image by Jackson David on Unsplash
When my burden seems overlarge,
I flatter myself that I’m in charge.
Yet every cross was borne before
by One who comprehends much more
of trial and sorrow, grief and pain,
than I could ever hope to gain.
Pinch Me. Please.
©2016 Susan Noyes Anderson
Perhaps I’ve slipped the bonds of earth too soon,
or maybe I have simply loosed my grip
and orbited, a rather ghastly trip
that leaves me somewhere underneath the moon.
Burdens to Blessings
©2016 Susan Noyes Anderson
image by Jurica Koletic on Unsplash
When life rears up and strikes me down,
when all the world turns bleak,
I look to God for hope and find
the comfort that I seek.
Devotional
©2016 Susan Noyes Anderson
image by Jackson David on Unsplash
Be with me, Father, on this day
when worries steal my peace away.
Watch over ones that I hold dear,
and let them feel thy presence near.
Hope Lost, Hope Found
©2016 Susan Noyes Anderson
image by Patrick Schneider on Unsplash
The heavy desert heat
assaulted her,
shut down her cool,
absorbed her essence,
stole from her the
right to breathe.
Thine Arm Is Ample
©2015 Susan Noyes Anderson
image from churchofjesuschrist.org
When I am weakened by the pain,
the sorrow every life must bear,
I reach out for thy steadfast hand
and feel a sacred presence there.
