New Year’s Revelation
©2019 Susan Noyes Anderson
A new year for an altered life––
I guess it does seem fitting.
2018 hit us hard,
its sorrows unremitting.
Holiday Poems
I am delighted to make these holiday poems available to you as gifts from my heart to anyone willing to accept them. In that spirit, may each poem about the holidays bring a bit of added meaning to someone’s Christmas or Easter, Valentine’s Day or Independence Day. Writing them has already brought added meaning to mine. (Poems for nearly every holiday are listed here. You may also click specifically on Christmas Poems, Easter Poems, Patriotic Poems, and Thanksgiving Poems. (Please email a request for permission before using and include full copyright information on every copy. For internet use, a link back to this website is required.)
FINDING THE POEM YOU WANT: As you scroll through this section, simply read each snippet sample (usually the first four lines) to get a feel for the poem. When you find something you like, click “CONTINUE READING” to view the entire poem.
Without You
©2018 Susan Noyes Anderson
I thought the holidays would be
a time of grief and misery,
a stark reminder of our loss,
a multiplying of the cost.
Easter Means More
©2017 Susan Noyes Anderson
Easter means more to those who know
the echo of a voice unheard,
the sound of silence in the air,
the loss that leaves no parting word.
What Will We Give?
©2017 Susan Noyes Anderson
The Savior in Gethsemane
consumed our sins on bended knee,
took every sorrow, every loss
and broke them on the rough-hewn cross.
Christmas Joys
©2017 Susan Noyes Anderson
Photo ©2016, Anita Schiller Terry
At Christmas, simple things are best:
A family meal, a day of rest,
A sprig of holly on the tree,
A sweet noel, sung joyfully.
O Blessed Savior
©2016 Susan Noyes Anderson
Our hearts are turned to thee, dear Lord,
on this and every Christmas day.
Thy loving grace hath set us free
to give sorrow and sin away.
What Greater Love Than This?
©2016 Susan Noyes Anderson
In ancient times Christ walked upon the earth
as Son of God, a man of flesh and bone.
Some loved Him from the moment of His birth.
Some came to love Him after He was grown.
Christ in the Wilderness
©2016 Susan Noyes Anderson
“Christ in the Wilderness” art by Stanley Spencer
Larger than life am I, thy Lord, and yet
I too must wander in the wilderness,
must wield the crushing weight of man’s distress,
must cleanse the fallen earth in blood and sweat.