King Me

Robe me, cloak me, king me with King's heart
So I'd be a powerful visionary,
eloquent and articulate, courage of a lion's heart
March peacefully,
Speak bodly,
Study diligently,
Pray consistently,
Drape me in King's passion,
Make it so everlasting
That my story is a classic,
So intense some can't handle it
Some want to bottle and time capsule it,
Others want to downplay and diminish it,
Others YouTube and make memories of it
Can my gift be so heaven-sent
That my scent permeates of King's lament?
So evident in all my evidence,
Like my words, actions and thoughts
My letters, speeches and quotes,
My music, lyrics and notes,
The fruit of his doing is not quieted in his death
It comes alive in my life,
Not stagnant or asleep
His life is full in my heart, a steady beat
Constant in the life of my seed
Sowing joy, kindness and peace
So the benefits of it she’ll reap
And even though she’s a Queen, she’s blessed by the blood of the King
With the tenacity of King
This piece isn't just about King
It's about the King
Who called King
To call them to change
So, please King me
Drape me, cloak me, change me,
Rearrange my thoughts to be aligned with his thoughts
Then we'll all be Kings, after the King's heart
Putting action to the dream
Don't need one day to remind me what the King did for me.
The dream isn't just for me,
It goes deep,
across generations and boundaries,
To every man and every tribe, every tongue and every nation.
This poem isn't just for me,
I'll print it, fold it, seal it and enclose it:
To Trinity.

Copyright © Tiffany Collins January 2011

Plenipotentiary

I wanted to write a poem but didn't have a title or subject. So, I used dictionary.com's word of the day. It is plenipotentiary, (adj) meaning "containing or conferring full power; invested with full power; as 'plenipotentiary license; plenipotentiary ministers." Ha ha, such an easy word, right? lol. Here goes nothing. Jon Bibbs as my soundtrack...

I think I'll write my vows now,
Write them on my heart,
Invisibly tattooed on my chest
Etch-A-Sketch them oh-so carefully
but please don't shake and stir my heart
and erase these words that have been prescribed on my heart
since the beginning of God's time
Because he knew my heart
needed to have a heart for him
And even though I haven't met him
I'll pen words for him
Attach them with words like grace, favor, mercy and love,
Allow him plenipotentiary access to me
In high degree
So, I say I do to you
who's given himself plenipotentiary rule to You
His dictator.
Yes,
Sure,
Ok,
I'll be submissive me
To submissive you
And because I trust God, I trust you.
I accept fallacies, faults, imperfections
As perfect for me
Thankful that you'll allow me to be by your side
To dream, make plans, make babies
Build companies and a home
Your love language will be my native tongue,
I'll speak it fluently
To get all fluidity,
Flowing, changing readily
when outside factors try and fracture
Tatter or taint the 1 Corinthians picture
The vows I mentioned are sketched in scripture
Invisibly tattooed on my chest
Across my heart,
A meditative prescript
Written on my lips,
So it will never slip
Love never made it past the garden without God
I need all that's destined for me
So let's not bite from that apple's tree
I give God plenipotentiary license to me
In present tense
To build on my future tense
Making my past tense irrelevant and opposite,
Building life on cement,
Blocks of concrete,
To make sure I'm concrete
that no sand slips between these feet
Solid ground has met me
And I'm staring him in the face,
As beautiful as I imagined,
Met me at the altar,
Now I see an image of God's grace.



Copyright © 2011. Tiffany M. Collins.