Card suits Poetic Bloomings, Espinela

 

Gardening at the Nature Center

 

As spades dig rhythmically in dirt,

The children dream of fresh produce.

They stop to have a snack and juice.

A little work, it doesn’t hurt.

 

Though energy may come in spurts,

They laugh and chop the earth in clods.

This bunch of kids, the best of squads.

Determination drives them on,

A mix of kid-size brain and brawn.

And when they’re done the group applauds.

Card suits Poetic Bloomings, epigram

 

Kim took him literally from the start.

So here lies Leon; she has his heart.  

Card suits, Poetic Bloomings, eulogy, englyn

 

She's a diamond in the rough

Losing my best friend was tough

Four years grieving, not enough

Duo-rhyme

 

Promises

 

The morning’s quiet, dark and still,

I’m praying for Your perfect will.

I know You’re holy, good and kind.

In You, I have a peaceful mind.

In You, a vibrant life I’ll find.

You give me sight where I am blind.

You know the way that I’m designed.

To fear, I am no more confined.

Your grace and mercy keep me till

Your promises are all fulfilled.

Duo-rhyme

 Worshipping the Trinity

 

Dear God, I look to You today.

I know You hear me when I pray.

The Bible says that You’ll draw near.

I pray that Your sweet voice I’ll hear.

Your voice to me is very dear.

It brings me refuge, hope and cheer. 

In You, I have not any fear.

You wipe away my every tear.

And You forgive me when I stray.

I’ll follow Jesus, come what may.

Duo-rhyme

 

On My Mind

 

My friend, Doreen, was on my mind,

An elderly lady who’s kind.

And then she came to my front door.

I couldn’t ask for one thing more.

I didn’t know what she came for,

Just to check in on how we were.

Son sat in the car, perhaps sore.

I think to him we are a bore.

So staying longer, she declined.

Some kids will not grow up, I find.

Dorsimbra

 

Getting Old

 

I trimmed the front yard hedges yesterday,

Climbed up and down a ladder on a hill.

Lord, help me not fall on my head, I prayed.

He heard me ‘cause I didn’t take a spill.

 

Flinging the trimmer

Branches tore my skin

Some still too high

Call it done

 

I also mowed and did the groceries.

I did three loads of laundry, made three meals.

My body’s sore and feels like I’ve been beat.

I trimmed the front yard hedges yesterday.

Dodoitsu

 Cruisin’

 

Happy Birthday to myself

Today I’m sixty-seven

I’m cruising toward seventy

I’d prefer Fiji

Dodoitsu

Love’s Anger

 

Sometimes love produces wrath

Against what hurts the loved one

God’s wrath is always from love

Because He is love

Dodoitsu

 

Talented

 

Memories of awkward teen

On school stairs slid on my knees

And I didn’t drop a book

Friend laughed till she cried

Large Poetic Asides Blitz

 House of Time

 

Large milkshake

Large house

House four sale

House Jack built

Built to last

Built with wisdom

Wisdom reigns

Wisdom prevails

Prevails through trial

Prevails through storms

Storms come and go

Storms frighten

Frighten children

Frighten adults

Adults are responsible

Adults are mature

Mature people

Mature fruit

Fruit cake

Fruit salad

Salad dressing

Salad for lunch

Lunch time

Lunch room

Room for all

Room for two

Two by two

Two-timer

Timer bell

Timer on cell phone

Cell phone distracts

Cell phone helps

Helps in communication

Helps in tasks

Tasks add up

Tasks keep us busy

Busy as bees

Busy Lizzie

Lizzie Borden

Lizzie the lizard

Lizard scrambles

Lizard tongue

Tongue licks

Tongues are long

Long legs

Long time

Time passes

Time ends

Ends

Passes

Large/Little Poetic Asides, acrostic

 

Little

 

L arge and little are relative.

I may say a skyscraper is large, but

T o Earth it is small, but Earth

T o the universe is small. And the

L ord is larger over all. And

E ternity triumphs over time.

Large Poetic Asides, dizain

 

Big God

 

My conversations, what to wear today,

My tasks, my travels, weather, what I eat—

They seem so small when I begin to pray,

When all around the world we see defeat.

Took faith and five small stones, David to beat

The giant named Goliath, not for fun,  

But victory for Israel through this son.

Some problems of this world are big and tall,

But in the details, victory is won.

My God is big enough to care for small.

Diminished Hexaverse

 Divine Greeting

 

In the quiet dawn

I stifle a yawn

Bow my head and pray

For help and guidance

Strength, faith, compassion

 

I release words

Through this poem

Not knowing what

Will come of them

 

Maybe zilch

Maybe hope

Connection

 

Hi, God!

Thank You!

 

Smiles

Diatelle

 

Guidance: God, U and I Dance

 

Now,

I pray,

Lord, today,

I need guidance.

I’m not sure what to say,

So I wait on You in silence.

I come to You in complete reliance.

May I have a calm soul as You allow,

And get rid of all ugly defiance.

I know that this isn’t science,

But Your grace on display.

You and I dance.

Holy sway.

Your way.

Wow!

Beginnings, Poetic Bloomings, Decuain

 

Poetic Seed

My daddy read poems in a monotone,

From number five of the red Children’s Hour.

I can still hear his voice, a steady drone,

But that’s the start of my poetic power.

He read The Butter Bean Tent, a sweet bower.

And The Cremation of Sam McGee,

Five Hundred Hats with Cubbins up the tower,

The Family Dragon, I would like to see.

What wonder as I sat on Daddy’s knee!

We didn’t know a poet, I would be.

Morning Prayer

 

I want to dive deep,

fully immersed in You,

not even come up for air

but breathe in Your grace.

Crystalline

 

For Us

 

Creator God in human form

With arms outstretched, He loved, died, then lived.

Constanza - first lines form a poem

 In His Hands

 

My world stops spinning when I pray,

And cares and troubles dissipate.

I trust in Him to guide my fate.

 

The quietness begins my day.

I know He’s God and I am not.

At times, it seems that I forgot.  

 

And when I don’t know what to say,

I listen for His still, small voice.

I need His wisdom for each choice.

 

The Holy Spirit guides the way.

When I’m confused, He’s my north star.

By my own thoughts, I don’t get far.

 

He is the potter, I’m the clay.

I yield into His loving hand.

Through His design, the wheel is manned.

 

He is the sun when skies are gray,

My joy, my hope, my love, my song.

He is the right when things go wrong.

 

My life with Him, a sweet ballet.

His grace so keeps me on my toes.

For steps of life, He only knows.

Divine Collins

 Eternal Worries

 

At times, I’m troubled, feeling down and lost,

A scattering of worries turned and tossed.

They’re not so much about this life on earth,

But where it counts, at last, do we have worth?

Am I secure as I have so believed?

I pray for all, that we won’t be deceived.

 

I see that evil often does prevail.

Are loved ones blindly headed straight for hell?

Are silent Christians mainly ones to blame,

When we don’t share the precious holy name?

Do we give out the love that we’ve received?

I pray for all, that we won’t be deceived.

 

Who’ll hear those dreaded words that final day?

“Depart, I never knew you,” He will say.

The weeping and teeth gnashing will commence,

And many will be tortured that time hence.

Do we believe what we say we believe?

I pray for all, that we won’t be deceived.

 

I know that Jesus paid the price for us.

He went through painful death so tortuous.

The Father sent His Son from His great love,

That we may spend eternity above.

But thoughts of those lost souls have me so grieved.

I pray for all, that we won’t be deceived.

So Lord, I cast these worries to your hands.

I know You are the One who understands.

You sent your Holy Spirit as a guide,

To comfort and console us right inside.

Of these eternal worries I’m relieved.

I pray for all, that we won’t be deceived.

So, I am free to have the joy you give,

To know Your love and glory as I live.

To know Your grace sustains me in this life,

And that I’m part of Your beloved wife.

I count on what my Jesus has achieved.

I pray for all, that we won’t be deceived. 

Tucked Away, Poetic Asides, clogyrnach

 Wishing Snow Was Warm

 

My winter clothes are tucked away,

And sadly, they’re not there to stay.

Colorado’s fine.

But when cold, I whine.

Spring I pine.

And I pray.

Clarihew

 

Nature Center owner Kathie Butler

 Of goats and bears she couldn’t be subtler

“Don’t say I died doing something I loved.” 

So James helped her feed goats, and “knight” he’s dubbed.

Cinqku

 Faith moves

Grand mountains

Or it reaches

And grasps good from God’s hand

Faith soars

Cinqku

 Hope stands

Solid, sure

Unmovable

Lord Jesus is my hope

Praise Him!

Cinqku

 Joy slips

Away fast

Must cling to it

By clinging to the Lord

Joy stays

size Poetic Bloomings, choka

 Little Bits

 

small puzzle pieces

form a beautiful picture

microscopic cells

make a universe

little bits and little bits

form a grand design

 

seconds to minutes

minutes to hours to days

days to weeks to months

months add up to years

years multiply to decades

moments shape a life

Chastushka

 

Jesus died on cross of timber

Naked, bleeding, beaten, bullied

Satan thought he was the winner

But his name was soundly sullied

Cascade

 A Bear at the Nature Center

 

My bestie saw a bear today,

Not far from where the children play.

It worries me more than a bit,

But not so much to have a fit.

 

The nature center’s where we learn.

Tween hikes and crafts we take a turn,

And in oak forts they like to play.

My bestie saw a bear today.

 

They run about without a care,

And they don’t think about a bear.

But teachers do and often pray,

Not far from where the children play.  

 

I count on God to keep us safe,

To tell those bears to go away.

We can’t just go inside and sit.

It worries me more than a bit.

 

I pray to God and stay alert,

And do my job so none get hurt.

I do fear bears, I must admit,

But not so much to have a fit.