Thursday, January 31, 2013

Poetic Asides Forever


Forever

F ather, forever is a long time and worth whatever preparation it takes.
O pen my eyes to what I need to be doing here on earth to make eternity better.
R emind me that this life is temporary and that heaven is my real home.
E ternal life is mind boggling to think about. And very exciting. The
V ariety of things you can do if you live eternally is awesome to contemplate. And
 E verlasting love, joy, peace, all things good. No sickness or death. No worries about
R ight and wrong and guilt. Help me acclimate to heaven now by loving You and others.

Tuesday, January 29, 2013

Sedoka


Nerve 

Grant me cool courage
To walk in bold confidence
A bit of guts and daring

The Father loves me
Jesus walks and talks with me
Holy Ghost emboldens me

Monday, January 28, 2013

Morning Prayer


It is Good

 Thank You for my gift of writing.
I’m becoming aware how blessed I am
to have such a talent. It’s a delight
to use mere words and make something
tangible and beautiful. The feeling
must be similar, in a small way,
to how You felt when You said,
“It is good,” after You created.
If this sounds like boasting,
it is. I’m boasting in You, Lord,
I can do nothing without You.

Sunday, January 27, 2013

Poetic Bloomings Bird


Robin Sighting 

Robin bobbin’ searching for worms
Unaware of how it affirms
Humans watching for spring
Feathered of orange and brown confirms
As hapless worm wiggles and squirms
“I saw one!” people sing

Saturday, January 26, 2013

Rondeau


Rain from Heaven

Rain from heaven fell on my roof this AM
I awoke wondering, what’s that noise?
Pouring rain is one of my greatest joys
God’s commodity all earth employs
A raindrop is greater than any gem


Not that I have anything against them
Sparkling beauty, I can’t condemn
But which has greater grace and poise?
Rain from heaven

Flowers drink rain from roots through stem
Humans drink grace from the great I am
Like rain, grace refreshes and destroys
dryness and the stuff evil deploys
If we can just touch Christ’s hem
Rain from Heaven

Friday, January 25, 2013

(rondelet)


The Tambourine
 
The tambourine
It jingles so I am aware
The tambourine
The dear one is heard yet not seen
Jingling loudly from here to there
Jingling softly, he rests in chair  
The tambourine

Wednesday, January 23, 2013

Poetic Bloomings (Tyburn)


Spring Cleaning
 
Dusty
Musty
Rusty
Crusty
Cleaning up this dusty, musty mess
So it will be rusty, crusty less

Tuesday, January 22, 2013

Rictameter


God and Me

Jesus
Holy Spirit
The Heavenly Father
The great mind-boggling Trinity
Desiring connection with mere humans
Art, writing, singing all fall short
To express how I feel
About His love
Jesus

Monday, January 21, 2013

rime couee


Welcome, Holy Spirit

Welcome Holy Spirit, come in
My daily work will soon begin
My wisdom and patience is thin
Walk with me side by side
With Your help I will always win
Over self-will and pride

1/20/13 Poetic Bloomings thing/quintain


Mailbox

At times I feel so empty deep inside
I stand along the road and bear the cold
And resolutely wait with stubborn pride
Receiving statements needed to be told
And now their secrets, still within me, hide

1/19/13 thing/quatern


A Seasonal Friend

She calls me a seasonal friend
Yet, I’m always available
She just shows up when she needs me
Casts me aside in fair weather 

She often leaves me hanging, yet
She calls me a seasonal friend
I’m there for her through cold times
Offering her my warm embrace

She often takes me for granted
Going months without checking in
She calls me a seasonal friend
And she seems satisfied with that 

So I make other friends, like me
Who are content to be mere tools
While she seems happy to abscond
She calls me a seasonal friend
 
(A Coat)

 

 

1 18 13 thing/ pun-ku


Bats

I swing, I fly
Stadium or sky
How wild is that!
I am a bat

Thursday, January 17, 2013

Poetic Asides Measure

Measure of God's Love 

(I pray you will) grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ. Ephesians 3:18 

God’s love is wider than the Sahara
His compassion is longer than the Nile
His grace is higher than Mount Everest
And deeper than the ocean by a mile

“How much do you love us, God?” humans cried.
He said, “This much,” with outstretched arms, and died.

Wednesday, January 16, 2013

Poetic Bloomings Minute Poetry


Usurper Kitty

My Snickers cat chirps like a bird.
It is her word.
With yip and yap
Sits on my lap. 

With whiskered wiggle and a purr
She preens her fur.
She nudges me
Repeatedly.  

She takes her place before my screen.
It is obscene.
She’d like to play.
Cat, go away!

Tuesday, January 15, 2013

Prose Poem


Ladies Night Out 

Snow covers the houses, trees, cars, bushes,
crunching under foot while smoke-like breath
escapes my lips. My fingers feel thin, vulnerable,
breakable. I shiver and pull my coat tighter around
 me and sit on the leather seat, hoping it won’t crack
 in the frigid cold. I tighten my grip on the wheel,
knowing the road is slippery and I put it in gear
and go forth braving the winter like Nanuk
of the North. All for a cup of tea and a movie
with some friends. Was it worth it? You betcha.

Monday, January 14, 2013

Poesia di Tema


 Brakes 

Racing, roaring around the track full speed
Squealing, screeching tires around the corner
Speeding, head on, focus, no right or left
Round and round, faster and faster. Don’t stop!
Speeding, zooming, zipping, flying, bolting
Slamming, bouncing, spinning, sliding, crashing! 

Full speed ahead leads to an abrupt stop.

Sunday, January 13, 2013

Poetic Bloomings Photo Prompt Pantoum

Winter Ends

Whites, grays and blacks
Pennsylvanian winter
Iced-over river cracks
Icicles drop and splinter 

Pennsylvanian winter
Trees black silhouettes
Icicles drop and splinter
Gray cloud threats 

Trees black silhouettes
Snow crunches underfoot
Gray cloud threats
Coal furnaces scatter soot

Snow crunches underfoot
Wet cold chills to the bones
Coal furnaces scatter soot
Crows caw in raucous tones 

Wet cold chills to the bones
Icy water struggles to be free
Crows caw in raucous tones
Earth and sun disagree  

Icy water struggles to be free
Days grow long
Earth and sun disagree
Spring sings its song

Days grow long
Buds form anew
Spring sings its song
Grass pokes through  

Buds form anew
Sky blues and greens replace
Grass pokes through
Waters quicken their pace 

Sky blues and greens replace
Whites, grays and blacks
Waters quicken their pace
Iced-over river cracks

Poetic Bloomings Photo Prompt


Winter—when those days
of black and white TV haunt.
Lord, color the winter of my soul.

Friday, January 11, 2013

Poetic Bloomings Musette


Poet

Writer
Intangible
Fighter

Sounds sing
Painting with words
Take wing

Life scrunch
Pure and succinct
Pack punch

Thursday, January 10, 2013

Musette Mutant


Poet
 
Writer
Thinker
Fighter 

Making sounds sing
Painting with words
Feelings take wing

Life scrunch
Succinct
Pack punch

 

 

 

Wednesday, January 9, 2013

Poetic Asides If I Were...


If I Were Retired From Being a Caregiver

I’d still care and I’d still give.
I’d still work hard and I’d still be so busy
I’d complain that I didn’t have enough
time to do whatever I wanted to do.
I'm lke one of those little toys
with spinning wheels set on a flat surface,
off I go, no matter what direction.

Tuesday, January 8, 2013

Nove Otto


A Poet’s Day

 

We write in time’s tiniest cracks.

In words a poet power- packs.

A lot in a few, poets say.

Painting pictures with words’ pallet.

Coming from the urge to tell it.

A poet’s feelings lead the way.

Wrapping up life in tiny gifts.

Giving the reader spirit lifts

Makes a devoted poet’s day.

Monday, January 7, 2013

rondel


To Pray Is…

To pray is to sip God’s splendor

To shine His light in darkest hours

To boldly bathe in grace showers

To bask in His love so tender

 

To know Him as the defender

To rely on divine powers

To shine His light in darkest hours

To pray is to sip God’s splendor

 

To bring what’s smashed to the mender

To triumph over what devours

To walk in faith which empowers

To His purpose to surrender

To pray is to sip God’s splendor

 

 

Sunday, January 6, 2013

Poetic Bloomings Wordle


To Pray Is…

 

To defy prevalent unworthiness and fear

To lay aside fa├žades and be exposed before Him

To develop the knack of knowing God cares

and He is the source of all things good

To shine light in hours of darkness

To bring on the demise of hopelessness and despair

To sip the splendor of God’s glory and grace

Saturday, January 5, 2013

rondel


I Resolve

 

I resolve to seek Your face more

To read the Bible and to pray

To thank You for blessings each day

To give more freely to the poor

 

To count on You for what’s in store

Walk by faith as You lead the way

To read the Bible and to pray

I resolve to seek Your face more

 

Like a gosling on a pond’s shore

Pursuing mom goose, come what may

In her path, determined to stay

Loving You is what I’m here for

I resolve to seek Your face more

Friday, January 4, 2013

rondel wordle: kid, disappear, water, square, hurl


Two Wide-Eyed Kids

Two wide-eyed kids once ran about.
Oh, where did they disappear to?
Like ghosts they’re often hurling through.
I can just hear them laugh and shout.

Playing in water, acting out
fiction stories, and sometimes true.
Oh, where did they disappear to?
Two wide-eyed kids once ran about.

I miss those little ones, no doubt.
I can’t believe how fast they grew.
So busy with life, time just flew.
Face age square on, the only route.
Two wide-eyed kids once ran about.





Thurs Jan 3, 2013 Rondel


 

Papago Park

 

Oh, welcome to Papago Park

In Phoenix, city of the sun  

A place where all ages have fun

For a hike or out for a lark

 

On many adventures embark

A picnic or strenuous run

In Phoenix, city of the sun  

Oh, welcome to Papago Park

 

Visit the zoo like Noah’s ark

Botanical garden when done

See Hole in the Rock, a landmark  

A great time from sun up till dark

Oh, welcome to Papago Park

Wednesday, January 2, 2013

Tuesday, January 1, 2013

Novo Otto


Hello 2013

Hello, two-thousand thirteenth year
Tell me some things I want to hear
Like how you’ll be so good to me
And let the sun shine bright each day
And chase all gray storm clouds away
How pain will leave my loved ones be
And those in chains will be set free
But since I’m still on earth I know
That isn’t how things often go
So all I ask is make love key