Category Archives: Poems

Alone I Sit

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Upon the housetop, loneliness prevails
Understand I can’t, of coldness in death
Where is the love that once fulfilled
All of life’s dreams and promises said

Does this mean that I won’t be missed
Does this mean that talk is not meant
Compassion and true fellowship I desire
Yet emptiness of doubt surrounds me still

Oh! To be loved, as Christ first loved us
Within our family which we hold so dear
May the peacefulness of love prevail
Answer hopelessness and fill with joy

Shall the truth meet with our hearts
Comfort us in feelings, humbled thou art
Yes Jesus loves us, of that I am sure
May that be enough, eternally secure

© 2012 – present Liana Wendy Howarth

Abandon

fawn deer forest

Silently the breezes blow
And the dew falls softly down
Where a carpet of sweetly-scented flowers
Receives for itself a crown

Whispering over babbling brooks
Showing little stones beneath the flow
The moss does cling, the birds do sing
One day His love we’ll know

The early morning reigns triumphant
Misty evening brings darkness and shower
Before too long, jubilant song we’ll hear
And with abandon, live in His power

The baby deer so perfectly adoring
Newness of forest floor
Trees of mercy, shelter and feed
His creatures with His store

Abandonment of truest desire
We with all creation, adore
And on the rolling hills and plains
Praise rings out forevermore

© 2012 – present Liana Wendy Howarth

A Wound Too Deep

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For many a day
Life is cushioned
Soft green grass
We are disillusioned

Travelling along
No hardships or sadness
We walk towards
Our dreams more or less

And then the road hardens
Slight problems appear
The road becomes rocky
And in comes the fear

What should have been gladness
And fun we are told
Suddenly we stumble
Our footsteps lose hold

Cracks and crevices
Dangerous terrain
We cannot move forward
Without any pain

The road is too dangerous
The gap is too wide
How will we reach our goal
Out of reach – the other side

The wound is too deep
We need help to go on
And then our dear Saviour
Sheds His blood, God’s Son

His blood fills the deepness
Heals the wound from within
And now we continue
Praise the Lord
To heavenly Canaan

For once again the road is soft
He holds our hand, leads the way
Brings us home
And on His heart
We now lay

© 2012 – present Liana Wendy Howarth

A Light, It Shineth

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Belongeth us to Him, the King?
Then down on bended knee we bow
Surrendering our total, very being
All we have is forever, now

Sing Oh! glorious saints of His
Bring praises, praises; cry aloud
Shelter in His righteousness only
Watch for He cometh in a cloud

Dare we cast our glances downwards?
Following where our feet have been
Forever heaven-wards shall we be watchful
Eye shall then see what no eye hath seen

Delivereth us, our beautiful Saviour
Into pastures, green with love
Oh! Your mighty saving presence
Sent from our dear Father above

© 2012 – present Liana Wendy Howarth

It’s Raining His Tears

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It’s raining
I hear His small, still voice
I’m crying for my nations
I’m crying, it’s My choice

I’m crying, you won’t listen
I’m crying, you’ve left My side
I’m crying, no one seems to care
Look, My arms are open wide

These tears are shed for many
The lost, the sick, those in pain
The rain, it is getting heavier
Don’t let My love, My love, wane

The rainbow has been hidden
These tears, I cry for you
I’m crying to cleanse all who are dying
I’m crying, let Me wash you anew

The falling drops, they lessen
But My tears will continue to fall
Fall until you grasp these words
Don’t hide your heart behind fear’s wall

Let these tears, let them take away
All that is holding you back
May they bring fresh love, peace and sweet joy
And in Me, fulfill all you lack

© 2017 Liana Wendy Howarth

He Meets Me

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And He meets me where I’m at
Along the shoreline of each heartbeat
Seas roll in, He says, ‘No more’
‘Peace be still, feel My hand, not the heat’

And He meets me with each thought
Dispels every lie from perfect truth
Storms roll in, He says, ‘Don’t fear’
‘Let Me fill your mind with renewed youth’

And He meets me in each step
As I walk the path lit by His word
Sometimes, darkness closes in
He says, ‘Listen to the way you’ve heard’

And He meets me through my sight
Gives me beauty that’s too much to bear
And when I feel overwhelmed
He says, ‘’Tis for you, this love to wear’

And He meets me in each sound
Orchestral heights or softest quietness
A small, still voice can be heard
‘Through each trial, I’m always here to bless’

And He meets me in my heart
Breaking down the cold, mountainous wall
He says, ‘I love you, my child’
‘And I will answer you when you call’

Yes, He meets me everywhere
And I could go on and on and on
Through touch and smell
Through each word spoken
’Tis Him I lean upon

copy; 2017 Liana Wendy Howarth

FINALLY HOME

cruise ship

Lost as a little girl of ten
Lost and a-wondering at sea
Unsure of what the future held
Unbeknownst He was holding me

Taken out of my family tree
Or at least that is how it felt
The same for years that came and went
Until before my Lord, I knelt

Never feeling like I fit in
At school, at home, in daily life
Living in memories now gone
It soon led to a world of strife

Who am I, where do I belong?
But unaware of these sad thoughts
They planned my days, shed tears at night
All the while, I was trapped and caught

Through many valleys, mountain climbs
Raging rivers and desert lands
This heart journeyed, not finding home
To plant my feet on rock, not sands

Praise God, I can now see the shore
In the distance, soft lights glowing
The rough journey is soon to end
I sense the relief of knowing

That with each beat of my child heart
Each breath that as a child I took
I never let go of being
That girl on the day my life shook

As on that ship, my life was tossed
For weeks and weeks so endlessly
As a daughter and wife, mother
I have still been waiting for me

To arrive at that safe harbor
With heart and emotions intact
Finally, they are soon to meet
Lost when life was once an extract

At last I can feel belonging
Or what it may feel like to be
Present in the present, not bound
And lost in false reality

And I can unpack those cases
That have been drifting out at sea
Unpack all of who I am now
Since then I’ve become a new me

The belongings that fill my heart
Will embrace love I’ve been given
And all that tried to cause me pain
Left in the depths, I’m forgiven

I’m still a child, a child of God
And my Father, He adores me
I may not cross the seas again
I’m safe, I’m here, He’s restored me

© 2016 Liana Wendy Howarth

Today, Sweet Mother, You Would Have Been 88

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It’s been eight long years, years of Christmas chime
Some days tears of sadness, love, they still flow
A memory, moment, in missing time
Intense waves of emotion; but short though

Please know that I am still on this journey
Of uphill and downhill and uphill climbs
I would find comfort if you held my hand
But that won’t happen, in these present times

There will come a sweet day and we’ll hold hands
Look at each other, see love in our eyes
And that love will encompass all we shared
Safe with Father, as eternity flies

Remembering our hugs and all that you ever were to me dearest Mum.
I love you and will never forget you.

The reflection of heaven’s rose garden.

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Upon the branches of my heart
For you, this poem is written
The love you gave, the love you shared
The tenderness that softened

And on the paths that lead me there
Your footsteps are remembered
Guiding and advising me
You’ll never be forgotten

And on the leaves that bound my heart
My family life is written
Joy and pain, happiness and gain
The aroma will ever remind me

And on the petals of flowers found
Found wrapped around my heart
Sweet words of gentle encouragement
That trusted who I was

The aroma of those flowers linked
To leaves and branches and paths
Take me back to when you first left
Though not as often now
But the tears of dew that water my heart
Will always remember you

© 2010 – present Liana Wendy Howarth

Season in Season

Season in Season

In the autumn light aglow,
Life it fadeth, that we know,
Changes colour, green, red, brown,
To be buried underground.

Winter cometh, snow abounds,
Little ones burrow and sleep a-sound,
Know not they what is above,
New life forming, filled with love.

Then the springtime, it doth come,
Nature stirreth, to find blushing mum,
Beauty and colour, freshness and shy,
Some are born, some to die.

Summer radiates its beautiful heat,
The endless skies and clouds do meet,
Fruit it ripens, harvests sway,
Now and tomorrow, another day.

© 2012 – present Liana Wendy Howarth