GODLOVE POEMS VOLUME ONE by AVIS ROGAN

Godlove Poems

Volume One by Avis Rogan

INTRODUCTION Godlove Poems, Volume One’ are the work of Avis Rogan found following her death in 2006. We her family were unaware of her writings and it was treasure indeed to discover them.

These poems are a spiritual expression of intimate reflections on God. ‘Godlove’ takes its title from one of the poems, a profound statement of love.

The poems are accompanied by photographs and images taken from a variety of sources. Primarily from the local landscape of Millom and other natural environments.

This work will be followed by Volume 2 containing poems relating to everyday life, family relationships; observations and experiences.

Irene Rogan April 2019

Photo by Irene Rogan

I have danced with the wind by the sea I rode the back of the mountain to the clouds I have been in the presence of the Almighty

SPIRIT OF GOD

Set me free To love To speak To feed Thy lambs To feed Thy sheep

Ten Farmers by Angela Dixon

GODLOVE

Words seem rough and clumsy make my feelings seem unreal this love can only be felt not spoken

Hodbarrow, Millom by Irene Rogan

In death

LORD

I do not seek

as the branch is

eternal rest

to the vine

eternal peace

make us

a mansion above

one

But Love

Toward Beck Wood by Irene Rogan

Holy Spirit may Thy word be heard may Thy love be manifested may Thy presence be made known through us.

Rishworth Reservoir, West Yorkshire by Irene Rogan

Holy Spirit Dear Friend Divine Musician I pray Thee teach me a new love song to delight my Beloved

Music of the Spheres : A poetic adventure design by EMBLYNE

DAISES

Little flower surely thy name

O wisest lily of our field

is Resurrection

a thousand tiny suns I see

though so small and lowly thou

when suddenly I come on thee

are high in our affection

day is day is Thy name

is Day is Day! thy very name

proclaiming bids us listen

proclaims

this message in thy face

and threads each new born hour

is clearly written

in sun reflecting chains

Look up, look up and see

and by the rugged paths doth grow

the son has come

where rough shod feet do come and go But who will heed our heeding

is come indeed and He is surely Risen!

JESUS He lifts us up when we are down, when love seems nowhere to be found when hurtful words Slash heart and mind our wounds and shattered lives He binds with love when on the vine our branches droop with gentle hands He’ll raise us up on this rejected stone we’ll rest til He with lovely fruit will bless - our love

Clouds over Hodbarrow, Millom, Cumbria by Irene Rogan