Wednesday, November 22, 2017

PAD 22 New Day

New Day

You can’t start from where you were.
You must begin right where you’re at.
Even if do-overs you’d prefer.
You can’t start from where you were.
Simple logic must concur.
You can’t step back into the past.
You can’t start from where you were.
You must begin right where you’re at.





Tuesday, November 21, 2017

PAD 21 construction

This is me
trying to construct a poem.
Never mind the foundation
I can’t get past
the hole in the ground.

PAD 20 What I Learned

I learned something,
but whatever I learned
I forgot.

PAD 19 Abundant

Oahu

A mple supply of pineapple
B ountiful plant life
U nlimited ocean
N ever ending aloha spirit
D iverse people groups
A lot of dancing
N umerous luaus
T remendous fun

Saturday, November 18, 2017

PAD 18 Good for Nothing

Treasures

I found my boarding pass
to go to Hawaii. Seems odd
that something I paid so much for
and had guarded carefully on the trip
is now good for nothing.
I tossed it into the trash
with greater appreciation
for those things unseen.

Friday, November 17, 2017

PAD 17 What I Meant to Say

Thoughtless

What I meant to say
to the doorman
of our Oahu hotel
was thank you, we
had a great time and
tip him for his troubles.
But an invisible barrier
materialized between us
and feeling awkward
I said and did nothing.

Thursday, November 16, 2017

PAD 16 A poem to the world

Dear World,

They call Hawaii Paradise
and I’m sure it bears a resemblance.
But dear world, even Hawaii,
is a far cry from Heaven.

World, you give us comforts and joys.
Exciting things to see and do.
In you, we have feelings of purpose
as we go about our work.

We have friends and family
we don’t want to ever leave.

When I was dating my, then, boyfriend
long distance, I busied myself
in Pennsylvania while he was in Wyoming.
I made the best of it, but I belonged with him.

And that’s how it is with you, World.
You are not my home. Heaven is.
I belong with Jesus
and everyone there.

Two thousand miles separated me
 from my husband-to-be.
The distance between Heaven and Earth
can’t be measured.

But it’s only a heartbeat away.
For to me, to live is Christ and to die is gain. Philippians 1:21