Saturday, March 14, 2026

I am, Poetic Bloomings, I am from...

 

I AM From…

I am from Pennsylvania, where trees, hills, creeks, lakes and rivers abound. Born number four of five sisters, I am from a house knit together in love, honesty and hard work. I was raised by a hard-working and giving mom and a hard-working and honest dad who loved hunting and fishing. I am from being raised on home-grown veggies, fruit and nuts, deer, rabbit, squirrel, and fish. I am from a neighborhood of many relatives. I’m from being outdoors all day long in our country valley playing with cousins, sisters and neighbors. I am from walks in rain in the spring, wiener roasts and bare feet in the summer, jumping in leaves in the autumn, sliding down long hills in the winter. I am from an extended-family celebration on Christmas Eve honoring Pappap’s birthday as well as the birth of Christ. I’m from a small school in a small town with a graduating class of 110. I’m from reading poetry, Nancy Drew and Trixie Belden. I’m from watching Man from Uncle, Gilligan’s Island and Dick Van Dyke. I’m from a church startup in our neck of the woods. I’m from dating since I was thirteen, one guy for four years that drove 110 mph on curvy roads. I’m from summer vacations in Delaware and venturing forth in travels to Michigan to visit more cousins, Wyoming with my sister, and down in the southern states with the church choir. I’m from marrying into a Wyoming family, having two children Colorado raised and homeschooled. I’m from traveling with my husband and kids and sisters to all fifty states, and several countries in four continents. I’m from over forty years of creative writing, often published. I’m from graduating from college when I was fifty-nine. I’m from a place where the roots of faith in Jesus go deep, a place of eternal hope.

Friday, March 13, 2026

I am Poetic Bloomings, ae freislighe

 

The Plumbline

 

Designed by my Creator,

To love Him, I am inclined.

His Spirit my translator,

But with free choice I’m designed.

 

 Sometimes I am defiant  ,

And fall a bit off plumbline.

On His grace I’m reliant,

And I am centered, sometimes.

Thursday, March 12, 2026

Acrostic

 

Invitation

 

I come to You,

N ow a bit before dawn,

V ery hungry for You as

I stifle a yawn.

T oday, I’ll be busy as I usually

A m. I need to walk with You,

T enaciously, hand in hand.  

I love You, Lord Jesus,

O pen my eyes to Your grace,

N ow and always as I seek Your face.

Wednesday, March 11, 2026

Abstract/sound poem

 

Mermaids

 

Mermaids swimming out in sea

Loving what it is to be free

Romping, playing, laughing in glee

Reveling in hidden beauty

 

Glistening angel fish swimming by

Razor fish waving side by side

Dolphins and marlin leaping high

Living in wonder to the eye

 

Plants adding color to their home

Purples, reds, yellows as they roam

Rainbow-leaf seaweed shines like chrome

Lovely and wonderful biome

 

Mermaids swimming out in sea

Loving what it is to be free

Romping, playing, laughing in glee

Reveling in hidden beauty

Tuesday, March 10, 2026

Zymurgy

 

To Live is Christ

 

Christ Jesus, my eyes are on You

You are it for me

One and true God

Understanding and forgiving

 

Forgiving, loving, living

Love that fills my soul

I invite You in to stay

Vine and branches

I need You desperately

Now and always

God help me abide in You always

 

Always filling me, stabilizing me

My life is in You. You are my

Eternal hope.

Monday, March 9, 2026

Fear Poetic Asides

 

Fear Versus Faith

Fear like sludge in the veins

Paralyzes, impedes, slows down

Life in general and specifically.

 

Fear grips and won’t let go,

Unless faith is involved.

 

Faith, like a hammer,

Pounds the fingers of fear’s grip

Allowing life to flow more freely.

Sunday, March 8, 2026

ZaniLa

 

Twenty, Twenty-five

The year twenty-five is winding up.
We have Christmas yet to go.
Plugging along and singing a song.
Did I reach my goals? I do not know.

I set goals at the start of each year.
Set out with what’s before me.
Singing a song and plugging along.
Thanking Lord Jesus who set me free.

Some goals have followed me through the years.
They remain for year to come.
Plugging along and singing a song.
I’ll just thank God for what has been done.