Gary Bryson


Gary Bryson Poems

1. Sunset 3/7/2006
2. What Is The Meaning Of 'Is' 3/8/2006
3. I Collect My Thoughts 3/14/2006
4. I Am A Tree 3/22/2006
5. No Shadows Cast Ye Little Stars 3/29/2006
6. The Dark Ages 3/31/2006
7. Japanese Beetles 4/10/2006
8. Sonnet From A Deaf Admirer 3/29/2006
9. O Love Their Sits A Lion In The Gate 5/3/2006
10. What Quest Do You Make 3/20/2006
11. For Respect 3/7/2006
12. His Smile Came Easy 3/7/2006
13. Mayapples 3/6/2006
14. My Hometown 3/21/2006
15. Martins 3/27/2006
16. The Poems That She Read 3/6/2006
17. Snow Dance 4/10/2006
18. The Hawk (Haiku) 4/21/2006
19. Boys Growing Up In The 1950’s 3/8/2006
20. Ants 3/6/2006
21. (new Haiku) 3/16/2006
22. Carpe Diem 3/13/2006
23. Antartica 3/22/2006
24. *saul, Saul 3/7/2006
25. *'Ego Eimi' 3/24/2006
26. A Winter Walk 3/20/2006
27. *lord, Lord, I Cannot See 4/12/2006
28. Across The Garden Wall 3/24/2006
29. Death Of A Duck 4/12/2006
30. (haiku) 3/10/2006
31. Forgotten Paths Of Yore 3/7/2006
32. A Riddle 3/20/2006
33. *the Essence Of God 3/20/2006
34. *a Ship Called Foolish Fate 3/6/2006
35. Cause There Be Tigers Lurking There 3/24/2006
36. A Young Mother Waits Lonely 3/7/2006
37. *one Breath Against The Wind 3/6/2006
38. *sodom And Gomorrah 3/21/2006
39. Dandelion Sky 3/24/2006
40. A Sonnet To The Wounded Warriors 3/24/2006
Best Poem of Gary Bryson

*a Shepherd My Lord Will Be

A shepherd my Lord will be unto me,
A shepherd when I go astray.
His Word my guide, His Will to see,
I’m a sheep who has lost its way.

In folly I have forgotten my path,
In folly I’ve lost my way home.
Yet His voice I hear calling out to me,
Calling me back whenever I roam.

His tender guidance steers my ways
His tender love reprimands,
But a sheep in his flock I will always stay,
Though I err I will heed His commands.

7/6/05

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Ants

Such a little thing we call the ant,
It seems he has no word for “can’t”.
They’ll climb up over, around, and through,
It seems there is nothing ants can’t do.
They never quit, they never stay,
They always find another way
to get to where they need to go;
I wonder how they seem to know.
This bug so small, this tiny speck.

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