Category: poem

Butterfly – a Tribute to Those We Lost Suddenly

Butterfly

-Copyright 2019 Diana Rasmussen

Like a butterfly you came and went,
Here one moment gone the next
How I wish that I had wings
I remember our adventures
All the times we laughed and cried
How I wish we had more time

I’d follow you to Heavens gate
Listen to Jesus call your name
Watch your sorrows slip away
You’re finally free,
Fly home, butterfly, fly home

Every time I see a butterfly I think of you
Not here to stay, just passing through
I know this world is not our home
But idk if I can walk it alone
“God can you please tell me why?”
I’m sorry I didn’t get to say goodbye

I’d follow you to Heavens gate
Listen to Jesus call your name
Watch your sorrows slip away
You’re finally free,
Fly home, butterfly, fly home

You broke the mold that you were in
Came out transformed in everything
I cant wait until our rendezvous
When I can meet you in the air
I’m listening for that trumpet blast
When we can be together at last

I’d follow you to Heavens gate
Listen to Jesus call your name
Watch your sorrows slip away
You’re finally free,
Fly home, butterfly, fly home

You soar above this world and its troubles
Flying free without any struggles
Papa God collected all your tears
Turns out they were our prayers

I’d follow you to Heavens gate
Listen to Jesus call your name
Watch your sorrows slip away
You’re finally free,
Fly home, butterfly, fly home

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Crawl Into Crazy

Well, here I sit. 55 years old and back in therapy. My Neurologist asked if I had ever experienced any trauma or abuse. I just laughed. Only my whole life, lol. Then I said, “Yes.” He referred me to a Psychiatrist for evaluation. Here is a poem I wrote thinking about things.

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CRAWL INTO CRAZY

– Copyright 2019 Diana Rasmussen

I walk through the door and thought all was well

until the Dr came in with that look on his face

He sat down and said, “well it doesn’t look good.”

I froze and prayed God I’m gonna need some grace

My mind is racing all I think is, ” How can I just be free?”

I don’t want to hear what he says

God please make it all go away

before I crawl into crazy

I know this never-ending numbness

it’s when I shut down

I bow my head and pray

to God for a miracle instead

My tears fall to the floor

as I sit and rock like a baby

God show me your grace

before I crawl into crazy

The Dr told me there would be more tests

not sure know how long it will take to find out the cause

I’m googling every symptom I thought I could see

I want to know what is the matter with me

I’m fighting with fear of what it might be

I didn’t ask to be sick, I don’t want to be here

God please make it all go away

before I crawl into crazy

Crazy is the box that whispers her name

gets her to crawl in

only to slam down the lid

Please God help me now

don’t let me crawl into crazy

I prayed and asked God “why, why is this happening to me?”

He stretches out His arm, takes my hand and says, “Just walk with Me.”

He covers me with His mercy and grace as we walk through the door

God’ s gonna make sure I don’t crawl into crazy.

 

 

Show Me Your Scars

SHOW ME YOUR SCARS

Copyright 2019 Diana Rasmussen

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This world we live in is twisted and wrong, It’s not Heaven on Earth, but wicked and wrong

Life is hard, it’s not fair, Injustice is everywhere, Seems liars get ahead, when the Truth just offends

I know a Savior, Christ Jesus is his Name, He came to seek and to save all that are lost

He went to the cross to obliterate sin, He opened the door to Heaven, so we could get in

 

We can come boldly before the throne of Grace, To find hope and mercy in place of our stains

Jesus gives freedom and hope to all who call on His Name, Baptized with His Spirit He promised He’d save

He still bears the wounds on His hands and His feet, Those marks He got from hanging on that Cross

To carry away the sin of the world, and I call out to Him today

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Show me your scars, it’s your blemishes that show me you’ve loved me

Show me your scars, it’s how I know who you are

When you’ve lived a good life and loved someone deep, it’s gonna leave a mark

Open your hands and your heart, and show me your scars

 

He rose from the grave that held him, He sits on the Throne of God

Giving strength, hope, and wisdom to all who call on Him,

He’s preparing a place for you and for me, He’s coming back to take us out of this place

 

Show me your scars, it’s your blemishes that show me you’ve loved me

Show me your scars, it’s how I know who you are

When you’ve lived a good life and loved someone deep, it’s gonna leave a mark

Open your hands and your heart, and show me your scars

 

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The Water is Rising

Dedicated to all the men and women in the wake of Hurricane Harvey…

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The Water is Rising

-Copyright 2017 Diana Rasmussen

riding the waves of anxiety, the flood rushes in my heart and mind
I wish this wasn’t real because the truth is hard to take
never thought it would be this bad, should have left when I had the chance
the water is rising, the water is rising

there are heroes born of tragedy, working together to show the love
my reality is life with boats floating down the streets
mighty men and women rising up, saving strangers one by one
the water is rising, the water is rising

when they fianlly come for me, I can’t believe I am still alive,
staying up in the second story as my life floats by
I’m grateful for one more breath, in the hurricane that changed my life
the water is rising, the water is rising

this isnt’ the end of my story
the water is rising, the water is rising
this isn’t the end of my story
the water is rising, the water is rising

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Grateful For Every Day

I am grateful for every day I have spent with you

You have taught me how to love, and live and be

And though today you see m from Heaven

Your life and love lives on in my heart

A mothers love lives outside time

And in the sacred place of

Her child’s precious heart

1 Corinthians 13:3-10

If I give everything I own to the poor and even go to the stake to be burned as a martyr, but I don’t love, I’ve gotten nowhere. So, no matter what I say, what I believe, and what I do, I’m bankrupt without love. 

Love never gives up. 

Love cares more for others than for self. 

Love doesn’t want what it doesn’t have. 

Love doesn’t strut, 

Doesn’t have a swelled head, 

Doesn’t force itself on others, Isn’t always “me first,” 

Doesn’t fly off the handle, 

Doesn’t keep score of the sins of others, 

Doesn’t revel when others grovel, 

Takes pleasure in the flowering of truth, 

Puts up with anything,

Trusts God always, 

Always looks for the best, 

Never looks back,

But keeps going to the end. 

Love never dies. 

-love you Mom and Oma. Dance with the Angels today!


Here is a song about being a Mom. My son Adam shared this with me – it made me cry. Love this!

BE AS YOU ARE

The Enemy is Under Our Feet

The Enemy is Under Our Feet

~Copyright 2016 Diana Rasmussen~

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Submit yourselves to God

Resist the Devil

and he’ll flee from you

Jesus is above all powers and principalities

The Name above all names

Exalted to the Highest Place

He carried our sins and sickness away

At the Cross of Calvary

Christ’s victory is our victory

We’re seated with Christ in Heavenly places

Far above all principalities and all powers of darkness

We are above and not beneath

The enemy is under our feet

 

 

God, Who is our peace, will soon crush Satan under your feet. May the loving-favor of our Lord Jesus be yours.
 -Romans 16:20 NLV

Walk Forward in Liberty

Walk Forward in Liberty

~Copyright 2015 Diana Rasmussen

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Oh Lord our God

the Majesty and the

glory of Your Name

Fills all the Earth and

overflows the Heavens

I’m a Minister of Reconciliation

an Ambassador of the Lord

sent to perform His will on earth

His glory will be restored

As the Heavens declare He is Lord

not my will but thine be done

As He increases His territory

The Earth shall reflect

the Glory of the Lord as

I walk in victory

Miracles, signs, and wonders

follow all those who believe

I’m sent in Christ’s Authority

His purpose is alive in me

I speak to the infirmities

the strife poverty or demons

I command them to leave

cast them into the abyss

by the Authority of Jesus

given to me

Be healed and made whole

through the blood of the Lord

walk forward in liberty

John 8:36 – If the Son therefore shall make you free, ye shall be free indeed.

John 8:32 – And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free.

2 Corinthians 3:17 – Now the Lord is that Spirit: and where the Spirit of the Lord [is], there [is] liberty.

Snow White Darkness – NaPoWriMo Day 4

This is a poem that I turned into a song that describes what it is like to live in Domestic Violence. 1 in 4 women and 1 in 6 men live like this everyday. And also a video that some of my friends did with CSpan about helping those living in abuse. Help us Lord to break the yoke of oppression in their lives and shine Your Light into their darkness, in Jesus Name.

His Castle

SNOW WHITE DARKNESS

© 2013 Diana Rasmussen

She looks in the mirror, seems vaguely familiar
like steam on the glass, shame covers her past
the fog slithers down, as evil surrounds
His worst fantasy, her reality
he pulls the strings, does unspeakable things
a sadistic entrance, for his acceptance

smothered by control, a tormented soul
trapped in his castle
her tears rolling mist, proof she exists
in snow white darkness

clouds of confusion, rolled into illusion
He veils perversion, forcing her coercion
her body he takes, while she flies away
unbelievable, she’s invisible
love is the shadow, that darkens her window
she’s crying for help, to escape her hell

smothered by control, a tormented soul
trapped in his castle
her tears rolling mist, proof she exists
in snow white darkness

she hides in the fog, drinks hair of the dog
hates her behavior, craves one to save her

smothered by control, a tormented soul
trapped in his castle
her tears rolling mist, proof she exists
in snow white darkness

 

“Is this not the fast that I have chosen:
To loose the bonds of wickedness,
To undo the heavy burdens,
To let the oppressed go free,
And that you break every yoke?

Is it not to share your bread with the hungry,
And that you bring to your house the poor who are cast out;
When you see the naked, that you cover him,
And not hide yourself from your own flesh?

 Then your light shall break forth like the morning,
Your healing shall spring forth speedily,
And your righteousness shall go before you;
The glory of the Lord shall be your rear guard.
 Then you shall call, and the Lord will answer;
You shall cry, and He will say, ‘Here I am.’ (Isaiah 58:6-9 NKJV)

 

 

This is also the title of my book – SNOW WHITE DARKNESS – Smothered by Control.  It contains my journal entries from when I was living in abuse. Thank you Lord for deliverance for me and my children!

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And here is the Album – available from GooglePlay. Thank you in advance for your love and support!

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“And now for today’s prompt (optional, as always). Love poems are a staple of the poetry scene. It’s pretty hard to be a poet and not write a few – or a dozen – or maybe six books’ worth. But because so many love poems have been written, there are lots of clichés. Fill your poems with robins and hearts and flowers, and you’ll sound more like a greeting card than a bard. So today, I challenge you to write a “loveless” love poem. Don’t use the word love! And avoid the flowers and rainbows. And if you’re not in the mood for love? Well, the flip-side of the love poem – the break-up poem – is another staple of the poet’s repertoire. If that’s more your speed at present, try writing one of those, but again, avoid thunder, rain, and lines beginning with a plaintive “why”? Try to write a poem that expresses the feeling of love or lovelorn-ness without the traditional trappings you associate with the subject matter.”

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Under My Branches – NaPoWriMo Day 3

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Under My Branches

(click on title to hear the song)

© 2015 Diana Rasmussen

In the corner of the Garden
He falls under the shining stars.
Letting go of tears and fears.
Under my branches

He falls under my canopy.
Watching Him is pure agony.
Crushed by sorrow, suffering,
Under my branches

“Father let this cup, pass from me.
Yet not my will, but Yours be done.
I’ll finish what You have begun.”
Jesus prays, under my branches.

He asks his friends to stay awake
Spirit’s willing, the flesh is weak.
Nevertheless He still prays,
Under my branches

“Father let this cup, pass from me.
Yet not my will, but Yours be done.
I’ll finish what You have begun.”
Jesus prays, under my branches.

My branches were not meant to hold Him,
He would hang on another tree.
From my garden I could see Him
As He died on Calvary.

“Father let this cup, pass from me.
Yet not my will, but Yours be done.
I’ll finish what You have begun.”
Jesus prays, under my branches.

Not my will but yours be done

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