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.

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

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.

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

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

(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

Poetic Bloomings (Tyburn)

Spring Cleaning

 

Dusty
Musty

Rusty

Crusty

Cleaning up this dusty, musty mess

So it will be rusty, crusty less

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

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

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.

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!

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.

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.

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.

Poetic Bloomings Musette

Poet

Writer

Intangible

Fighter

Sounds sing

Painting with words

Take wing

Life scrunch

Pure and succinct

Pack punch

Musette Mutant

Poet

 

Writer

Thinker

Fighter 

Making sounds sing

Painting with words

Feelings take wing

Life scrunch

Succinct

Pack punch

 

 

 

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.

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.

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

 

 

Poetic Bloomings Wordle

To Pray Is…

 

To defy prevalent unworthiness and fear

To lay aside façades 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

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

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

Poetic Bloomings Questionku

Two commandments

Love God, love people

So how hard can it be?

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