Gently the Spirit whispers to the heart so that in
 kindness, hope and love, hearts heal and souls are saved!

 

 

Gentle Whispers Poetry

This is a place to share my writing with you the reader. God gave me the talent and I believe that part of our calling in life is to share our talents with one another. I am offering my poems here for you to enjoy. Most of my poetry is inspirational, though I also write about nature, human love, humor and stories and poetry for children. If one or two touch your heart or inspire your soul or draw you a little closer to God's love for you, then I have reached my goal!

Recently I have started selling my poetry and creating gift items for my online stores at Zazzle.

 

www.zazzle.com/soulmusings*

www.zazzle.com/wingsong*

www.zazzle.com/weavingsmiles*

 

Just click on the above links to view and shop there. And thank-you for stopping by, welcome to my little corner of the world!

God bless you,

Jackie

 

 

New Poetry Posts

"Book"

Whispers Of Inspiration & Angels

"Our Souls Are Diamonds"

"Traces"

"Control"

"Calming"

Whispers Of Love And Nature

"Miracle"

"With Spring"

"Bits And Pieces"

Whispers Of The Unicorn & Children

"The Hamster's Secret"

"Garden Mystery"

 

 

 


Sending You An Angel
 

God is sending you an angel because I thought of you today.
I pray the angel will guard and guide you on your way.

When weary and overwhelmed, though you have tried your best.
May the angels comfort you and give you strength and rest.

When you are lonely and feel you have no worth.
May an angel help you find the purpose of your birth.

When your life seems to have only troubles and you lack all hope.
May an angel give you direction and help you learn to cope.

When you prayed until you can't seem to ask anymore.
May God have an angel come knocking at your door.

And may you always feel the blessings from above.
I am asking God to send an angel to fill your day with love.

By Jacqueline Ann Piech 04/06/2006

 

 

Eternal Carpenter

 

How blessed the human hands that taught Jesus how to build from wood.
    Though in our Heavenly Father's Heart, He was with Him as God created each plant that stood.

And how blessed the homes that held tables or chairs where Jesus's loving hands had lain.
A lifetime of meals eaten on the very furniture our dear Savior had planed!

And how Jesus must have been sadden to know soon in the time ahead.
 That on His Father's own creation, mankind would see Him dead.

 But Jesus also knew what His complete obedience would attain.
And must have felt great joy in knowing the souls for His Father, His sacrifice would gain.

He still builds for His Father from many hearts of wood.
A gift of turning the wayward, broken or harden to the Truth and strengthens our own good.

   For now in His heavenly kingdom, Jesus still remains a carpenter, an eternal role.
His love sands away the selfishness, His forgiveness strips away all stains of sins.
His mercy straightens the warped and by His healing makes human hearts whole.

By Jacqueline Ann Piech
04/17/2005





Master Mariotti's Music


Dance among the clouds, hear the melody in the wind.
Feel the sun with your heart, let the laughter of life begin.

Traveling through each cell's fiber as love flows from the heart.
The composer gives each note its own harmonic part.
Taking a chance, his work, he hopes will please.
Creating a loving wave in an endless emotional sea.

Dance among the clouds, hear the melody in the wind.
Feel the sun with your heart, let the laughter of life begin.

Words and notes begin to blend in a whirling dance.
A song for the listener's heart to totally entrance.
While in perfect union, the mystified dancer learns.
To bend mind, heart, body and soul as each note turns.

Dance among the clouds, hear the melody in the wind.
Feel the sun with your heart, let the laughter of life begin.

Will the listener hear the rhythm and experience the whole?
Of each sweet note's character acting out its role.
Precious sentimental refrains of the music's story control.
As the notes tell the secret longings of their master's soul.

Dance among the clouds, hear the melody in the wind.
Feel the sun with your heart, let the laughter of life begin.


By Jacqueline Ann Piech
Copyright 2005



 

Book

I have written much on life's pages.
Roughly composed within fearful stages.

Confusion or anger, maybe even my pride.
Makes me wonder what is left inside.

Is this chaotic tome really God's will?
Love's sorrowful ebb and flow to fill.

Lord, You alone know the book of me.
Ink what You will, set my soul free.

Chapter my being so I can sing praise.
Forgive and heal each wrongful phrase.

Edit me in Your truth to become humble.
Sin's pages rip out, mercifully crumple.

Bind my life with Wisdom's new start.
Publish my spirit in Your loving heart.

By Jacqueline Ann Piech
05/31/2009

 




 Winter Slumber

Tucked away under leaves and snow
winter kissed Earth sleeps and dreams
of the many past harvest seasons.


Earth feels loving tendrils from seeds,
vines and resting plant roots, embraced
in her soil waiting for the Spring.

Where they will be called once again,
awakened to push forward and reach
out for warmth, air and sweet sky.

But for now Earth will wear her crystal
gown of ice and snow, dreaming of
her prince, the Summer sun.

By Jacqueline Ann Piech
11/15/2014

 

 

 


 

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All poems and stories belong to the author and are forbidden from being reproduced
and used for commercial purposes without the expressed written consent of the author.

 



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