Joseph James Breunig 3rd

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People say I'm: honest, idealistic, analytical and that I think differently. According to Myer-Briggs, I'm: ENFJ. That translates to: a personality type of (slight) Extrovert, iNtuitive, Feeling, and Judging. In describing myself: I'm an IT (Information Technology) geek that writes Christian poetry. Soooo, hopefully, both sides of my brain work. If that wasn't enough fun, I'm also a natural Maine-iac.

Poem: The Manger Is Still Empty

Long ago, a Savior was born
and hidden within a humble birth;
covered with the cloak of humanity,
His presence impacted this earth.

Although we remember His birthday,
know that Christ is no longer a child;
He stopped being an infant, who was…
helpless, quiet, tender and mild.

He grew in strength and wisdom;
He demonstrated His holy authority;
He lived as He divinely taught;
He set the example, for you and me.

He gave of Himself completely
and paid the ultimate sacrifice.
He embodied God’s covenant of love;
His actions were timely and precise.

After suffering the shame of crucifixion,
He was briefly buried in a rock-hewn tomb;
three days later, He triumphantly exited
with a glorified body from Resurrection’s womb.

Today He lives and sovereignly rules;
so people of faith, it’s time to agree
that we must continue to live Godly lives,
seeing that… the manger is still empty!
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Author Notes

Loosely based on:
Matt 1:18-2:15, 27:46-54; Acts 2:22-24; Heb 7:25;
1 John 2:1-2; Rom 8:34

Learn more about me and my poetry at:
http://amzn.to/1ffo9YZ

By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2012, All rights reserved.
 
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Exerpt #4 from: Hook, Line & Haiku

Breaching the surface
largemouth jumps up to see if…
It can hold its breath.


The pregnant fishes
lounge upon the riverbed
waiting to give birth.


Dancing smallmouth bass
pirouettes around boat
looking for handouts.


Learning never ends!
For even the fish will stay…
Forever in school.


Protective coating:
Slimy perspective to us;
Life saving to them.

 

Author Notes

Learn more about me and my poetry at:
http://amzn.to/1ffo9YZ
   
By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2014, All rights reserved. 

 

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Exerpt #4 from: Hook, Line & Haiku

Breaching the surface
largemouth jumps up to see if…
It can hold its breath.


The pregnant fishes
lounge upon the riverbed
waiting to give birth.


Dancing smallmouth bass
pirouettes around boat
looking for handouts.


Learning never ends!
For even the fish will stay…
Forever in school.


Protective coating:
Slimy perspective to us;
Life saving to them.

 

Author Notes

Learn more about me and my poetry at:
http://amzn.to/1ffo9YZ
   
By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2014, All rights reserved. 

 

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Exerpt #3 from: Hook, Line & Haiku

Hasta la pasta?
Annoying filament knots
of spaghetti spools.


The squeals of delight
flow from all fishing children
with uncontained joy.


Sounds of spinning spools
always brings me much comfort,
for I’m not at work.


Floating down the stream?
Not a dream, after dropping…
A bag of bobbers.


In early morning
anxious fish are awaiting
the autumn school bells.

 

Author Notes

Learn more about me and my poetry at:
http://amzn.to/1ffo9YZ
   
By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2014, All rights reserved. 

 

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