Wordsworth wrote an endless poem in blank verse on” the growth of a poet’s mind.” I shall attempt a more modest feat for a more distracted age: a blog, “Things which a Lifetime of Trying to Be a Poet has Taught Me.”
This is what I call a “catalog poem”: a poem that mainly consists of a list. You need a good reason to write such a thing, and cataloging titles that are occasions of praise to God counts, I think. Even then, you need to pepper it with some alliteration, assonance, and consonance as well as some strong images to keep it from becoming less than poetic. Let’s see how well I did.
Shepherd of stars and winds and ocean waves,
Watcher of sparrows, Numberer of hairs,
Fierce Flinger forth of lightning flares,
Mountain Molder, Carver out of caves,
Smoke of Sinai, Setter-free of slaves,
Grain-Gatherer, Burner-up of tares,
God alone who sees, alone who cares,
Life Giver, Opener of graves;
Our language lacks the necessary words,
Our minds the wit, to sing your praise aright:
Inhabiter of hearts and vaulted naves,
Mighty Warrior, Healer, Lord who girds
His waist with righteousness, whose life is light:
God alone who lives, alone who saves.
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Donald T. Williams, PhD