Backward Mutters

I learned from a friend that April 29 is Poem in Your Pocket Day. So, Dennie, here’s a poem for your pocket.

You may listen to me read the poem via the player below.

I need a poem for my pocket
One that I can take with me
One that turns into a rocket
Shoots me up and out and free.

One that lifts my eyes to heaven
Enables me to see
Words that work in me like leaven
Or root me like a tree

My pocket holds an iPhone
Some change and several keys
But my pocket needs a poem
To put my mind at ease

So here’s a poem for your pocket
One to take where’er you go
A promise in a locket
A promise you should know.

His word is written in you
Is seed a Sower’s sown
It spouts and grows within you
Till you become a poem
That sings His Hallelujah
Or weeps in sad lament
Leaves speechless in the awe
Of the gospel-Word He’s sent

Like a poem in the pocket
Of His waistcoat near His breast
You’re sealed in the locket
Of His love, near his heart, and blessed.

© Randall Edwards 2021