Saturday, December 31, 2016

PAD paper PB 1-10

Night
Paper
Bright markers
Doodle, squiggle
Orange, turquoise, purple
Listen to TV show
Marker dances to and fro
Blue, fuchsia, lavender, lime green
Hearts, flowers, checks, stripes, rainbows, ovals
I know why they call them magic markers. 

Friday, December 30, 2016

Thursday, December 29, 2016

PAD 17 paper

Cut newspaper into bits
Toss it at football games
Custodian’s nightmare

Wednesday, December 28, 2016

PAD 17 paper

Paper Mache

I remember
sopping strips of newspaper
n a sticky glue mixture.

Wrapping it around balloons
Allowing it to dry.
Painting a happy elf.

I wonder whatever happened to it..

Tuesday, December 27, 2016

PAD 16 Play

Play Like You Mean It

After you say I do,
till death do us apart
and all of that.

No matter how you feel
through the years.
Play like you mean it.

Monday, December 26, 2016

PAD 16 Play blank

Play House

I remember playing house.
The oldest two of the bunch
got to be the parents.

After many years of being a parent
and a caregiver sometimes
I’d just like to play the kid.

Sunday, December 25, 2016

PAD 16 Play blank

Don’t Play God

Don’t play God.
You’d be bad at it.
There’s only room for one God
in this entire universe
and that is the One who created it.

Don’t play God.
Instead, receive His gifts in Jesus
and allow His Spirit to fill you,
move through you
and bring new life and healing
into this hurting broken world. 

Saturday, December 24, 2016

PAD 15 Natural/Unnatural

Supernatural

Sometimes moms
are painted as wonder women.
Wondering women more like it.

Friday, December 23, 2016

PAD 15 Unnatural/Natural

Unnatural

U nusual to say the least
N otably as strange as any beast
N aturally odd in every way
A bnormal from day to day
T wisted in our thinking
U ncommon. See us winking.
R adically surprising
A typically surmising
L earning from revising. Poets.

Thursday, December 22, 2016

PAD 15 unnatural/natural

Naturally Not a Natural

She’s a natural, they say.
She can do all things well
without education, practice or training.

I don’t know what that’s like.

But I know it feels good to succeed
after a long struggle
and great effort.

Wednesday, December 21, 2016

PAD 14 dedicated

Worthy

People
devote themselves
to many things.

You alone are worthy
of my time, attention
and resources.

Everything I am
and everything I’m not
I dedicate myself to You.

Tuesday, December 20, 2016

PAD 14 Dedicated

Dedication

D evoted to knowing You and making You known
E nthusiastically worshipping You
D etermined to follow You
I embrace You with my whole being
C omitted to serving You
A ttentively waiting on You
T rusting You and resting in Your grace
I give You spiritual hugs and kisses
O ffering myself up to You for Your purpose
N ow, I ask, seek and knock 

Monday, December 19, 2016

PAD 14 Dedicated

Dedicated to the God Who Sees

You may wonder why
I’m crazy over a God I can’t see.

It’s because we have a lot in common.
Most of my life I have felt invisible.

Kermit the Frog sings “It’s not easy being green.”
It’s not easy being invisible either.

Somehow I knew God could see me
and love me just as I am.


And I fell head over heels in love with Him. 

Sunday, December 18, 2016

Poetic Bloomings Something's missing

Something’s Missing

Something’s missing.
Energy’s spent.
My get up and go
got up and went.

Saturday, December 17, 2016

PAD 13 something that happens regularly

PAD

Yes, I write a poem a day.
I’d have it no other way.
You’d think I should be a master,
but many are a disaster.

No musician that I know
would at practice throw
a fit because of a sour note.
So neither I at poems I wrote.

Friday, December 16, 2016

PAD 13 something that happens regularly

Sunday Routine

Each Sunday, our morning
runs about the same as any other morning
except two of us go to church
leaving the other two go to the grocery store.

Since the man we care for wanders
and weeps at church music, he and
my husband see that our bellies are fed
while our lady and I nourish our souls.


Thursday, December 15, 2016

PAD 13 Something that Happens Regularly

Decorating

The Saturday after Thanksgiving, we decorate for Christmas.
We could have a tornado, an earthquake, an alien invasion
and we’d still put up the Christmas tree,
because someone with a smile as bright as sunshine
is counting on it. 

Wednesday, December 14, 2016

PAD 12 month

July

Hurrah for the red white and blue.
Colors bursting in the sky
Remembering happy childhood days
When cousins would get together
Play badminton, eat watermelon,
Twirl sparklers around and pop fire crackers.

August

Birthdays galore.
Birthday celebration.
More birthdays.

September

Colors all around
Up in the mountains
Reflecting on beauty.

October

Orange pumpkins
Red oaks and golden aspens
Crunching and swishing leaves

November

Black gnarly branches
Up against silver blue sky
Leaves race in the wind

Tuesday, December 13, 2016

PAD 12 month

March

Snow
Go away
I’m ready for spring

April

Really now snow go away
What happened to April showers
bring May flowers?
I’d like to see the ground please.

May

Really now snow again?
I’m in no mood to celebrate Mother’s Day.
Where’d spring go?

June

Snow’s gone.
Sun’s blazing.
Too hot to go out.

Monday, December 12, 2016

PAD 12 month

December

Busyness in full force.
With great effort
Celebrate!

January

Ice crunching underfoot
Frozen breath
Frozen toes
Red cheeks
Runny nose
Blazing blue sky
Glittering snow

February

Pink Valentine hearts
Chocolates and red roses

Love and sweet kisses

Sunday, December 11, 2016

PAD 11 description

Photo of My Hubby

His beard is thick-
white, gray, black, brown red.
His almost bald head tilts.
His blueish gray eyes shine,
His lips, straight and firm,
Threatening, in a teasing way.

Saturday, December 10, 2016

PAD 11 Description

My Street

The black bare-branched tree
stretched and curved its twigs
up into a gray billowy sky.
At the end of the street,
white, boxy bluffs glowed.

Friday, December 9, 2016

PAD 11 description

A New Day

The autumn morning’s cold and still
The sun is peeking over hill
Life-giving light about to spill
Beginning this new day
And I arise with little will
In bed I’d like to stay

Thursday, December 8, 2016

PAD 10 tragedy

Catastrophe

We decorated the Christmas tree
We hung each bauble carefully
We shared the project joyfully
Kitty approached excitedly
Resulting in a cat-astrophe 

Wednesday, December 7, 2016

PAD 10 tragedy

Rejection

Her shoulders slumped.
Her lip nearly dragged on the ground.

All because of one phone call.
Rejected again.

If she only knew how lovely she is,
how people smile when they speak of her.

Rejection has as much to do with the “rejecter”
as it has to do with the “rejectee.”

Tuesday, December 6, 2016

PAD 10 tragedy

Gossip

Lies, fears, miscommunication
surrounded them like a thick jungle.
The only ones who saw them clearly
were those with pure, brave hearts

to make their way through the tangle.

Monday, December 5, 2016

PAD 9 Call Me blank

Call Me Crazy but My Stove is Barking

My stove vent
winds up in our yard
just cross the fence
from where my neighbor
leaves her dogs out.                              

I know when her dogs
are excited about something,
see another dog,
or want back in,
because my stove starts barking.

Sunday, December 4, 2016

PAD 9 Call Me blank

Call Me Because I Probably Won’t Call You

When you call,
I’ll drop everything.
I’ll be so happy to hear your voice.
I procrastinate on making phone calls.
Always have
Always will

So call me when you get the chance.

Saturday, December 3, 2016

PAD 9 Call Me blank

Call Me, We Say

I often see her in the store
We two were once close friends before
It really wouldn’t be a chore
Call me, we say

We’d sing together in the choir
Of time with her I wouldn’t tire
To keep in touch is our desire
Call me, we say

But we are both such busy bees
The days fly by with greatest ease
One day, a moment we will seize
Call me, we say

Friday, December 2, 2016

PAD 8 always changing or always the same

What a Difference a Day Makes

Move, death, loss
A new enemy
A new friend
Birth, a win
A disastrous decision
A terrific choice

Thursday, December 1, 2016

PAD 8 always changing or always the same

Routines

R outines fool you into thinking
O ne day is the same as the next, blurring
U nderstanding that everything changes.
T oday, watch for variants in your routine.
I magine a life where days are truly identical.
N ow, is not the same as back then or tomorrow.
E very day is different whether it seems so or not.
S o delight in variety, the dance steps of life.