Category: Poetry

Poem: "Veiled Love"
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Poem: “Veiled Love”

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Veiled Love Love mysteriously veiled draws the lover into his mystery. In search of beauty hidden, she pursues him. Yet he nurtures romance, revealing only wisps of golden hair Blowing seductively, luring her with his scent. Fleeting romance, blushing faces, love unknown Remains mysterious, as the bud unfolds. Pricking her finger she recoils… Lover. Lover? […]

Poem: "The Song of the Wolf"
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Poem: “The Song of the Wolf”

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The Song of the Wolf The old wolf saw the shining star That twinkled in the sky, He followed in it’s silver trail That led him by and by. To a poor and rustic stable Beyond the town’s far rim, Where something stirred His proud wild heart And seemed to beckon him. But when he […]

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Tabb’s Poetry XLVII

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Five poems by John B. Tabb.

Poem: "The Scent of the Run"
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Poem: “The Scent of the Run”

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The Scent of the Run A silent afternoon, but for my pounding feet And the beat inside my headset which Inspires me down the road. Horses nod their heads, and whinny, As I run by the field Where they graze in a freedom, That I attempt to mimic. I leap across a log, fallen long […]

Poem: "Climb the High Mountain Peaks"
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Poem: “Climb the High Mountain Peaks”

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Climb the High Mountain Peaks For the glory of God, all things are to be done, For the glory of God is the servants’ cry, For the Glory of God is all that should be sought, For man is but an instant. God is eternal. Seek not the pleasures of this life For your own […]

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Tabb’s Poetry XLVI

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Five poems by John B. Tabb.

Poem: "Brown Sugar and Cinnamon"
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Poem: “Brown Sugar and Cinnamon”

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Brown Sugar and Cinnamon Heaven smells like brown sugar and cinnamon, Don’t you think? And if it doesn’t, what then? It must smell like fresh rain, then. Or my grandmas’s kitchen on a Saturday afternoon. It could smell like a baby after a warm bath, part soap, part lotion, part angel. Or firewood on a […]

Poem: "When the Snowbird Sings"
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Poem: “When the Snowbird Sings”

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When the Snowbird Sings The snowbird sings his winter song And sings it merrily, When frost is sparkling in the sun There on the holly tree. The lovely song of tinkling bells Is bright and sweet to hear, And like the white and silent snow Falls softly on the ear. So tiny snowbird sing your […]

Poem: "It is She"
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Poem: “It is She”

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It is She   Who is she that cometh forth as the morning rising, fair as the moon, bright as the sun,  terrible as an army set in array?   It is she, most lovely bride, adorned with grace and Spirit. She steps with courage, and desire in her heart— on her head, red and […]

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Tabb’s Poetry XLV

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Five poems by John B. Tabb.

Poem: "Be His Boatman, Be His Mountaineer"
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Poem: “Be His Boatman, Be His Mountaineer”

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Be His Boatman, Be His Mountaineer Praise and Glory to God, The King of all salvation. It is He Who has given us Jesus, It is He Who has set us free. Praise Him, children, with your whole being, With your life give testimony to His goodness. Let the mountains peal With the sounds of […]

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Tabb’s Poetry XLIV

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Five poems by John B. Tabb.

Poem: "A Question"
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Poem: “A Question”

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A Question O bird with heart of wassail, That toss the Bacchic branch, And slip your shaken music, An elfin avalanche; Come tell me, O tell me, My poet of the blue! What’s YOUR thought of me, Sweet?– Here’s MY thought of you. A small thing, a wee thing, A brown fleck of nought; With […]

Poem: "In Evening's Peace"
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Poem: “In Evening’s Peace”

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In Evening’s Peace Blue twilight soft as angels’ wings Has swept old Winter’s sky, Where icy winds slipped through the trees And sought the mountains high. From one small home, one shining light Illuminates the snow, Where burns the warmth of love and fire, As evening’s shadows grow. The smoke ascends the silvered sky, A […]

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Tabb’s Poetry XLIII

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Seven poems by John B. Tabb.

Poem: "Where Have all the Fairies Gone?"
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Poem: “Where Have all the Fairies Gone?”

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Where Have all the Fairies Gone? What happens: When the last baby laughs, and No more fairies fly forth from dandelion fluff Born on the breeze of an infant’s giggle? When little girls no longer twirl In pink tulle around the foyer? Can I still dream of carefree days Dissolved into the misery of life? […]

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Tabb’s Poetry XLII

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Five poems by John B. Tabb.

Poem: "Is it Firmament?  Or Quicksand?"
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Poem: “Is it Firmament? Or Quicksand?”

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Is it Firmament? Or Quicksand? Does the kingdom of the world know Of the Kingdom of God? Most assuredly so. But the reigning prince blinds The eyes of his subjects. For were they to know their fortune, They would abandon him. His trickery is beguiling, His promises deceiving, Their fortune is terror. Not so the […]

Poem: "The Empty Crib"
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Poem: “The Empty Crib”

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The Empty Crib The attic in the dust of time The little cradle keeps, Where silent in it’s tiny bed, The past forever sleeps. And as I look upon it there So quiet and alone, I see once more, within my heart, The babe that, now, is grown. I see the precious curly head That […]

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Tabb’s Poetry XLI

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Five poems by John B. Tabb.

Poem: "Farewell My Friends, Your Names Live On"
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Poem: “Farewell My Friends, Your Names Live On”

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Farewell My Friends, Your Names Live On When we rode the bus together To Kings Island, We laughed with our team-mates And forgot about swimming in cold outdoor pools, In the rain, with Jack yelling at us. You ate vanilla ice cream Even though you were a diabetic. I didn’t understand that, the ice cream, […]

Poem: "Going to Heaven!"
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Poem: “Going to Heaven!”

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Going to Heaven! I don’t know when- Pray do not ask me how! Indeed I’m too astonished To think of answering you! Going to Heaven! How dim it sounds! And yet it will be done As sure as flocks go home at night Unto the Shepherd’s arm! Perhaps you’re going too! Who knows? If you […]

Poem: "In Adoration"
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Poem: “In Adoration”

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In Adoration There from behind the flowered hill Rising ever higher, Bursts forth the sun from darkest night A Monstrance spun of fire. While rosy clouds, like angels’ wings At the Tabernacle’s door, Gather in the pale blue skies As a thousand springs before. In Adoration wake the hills The sleeping bear, the rose For […]

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Tabb’s Poetry XL

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Five poems by John B. Tabb.

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