Poetic Blooming Than Bauk

It’s time to pack

Include snack, please

We’re back too soon

Poetic Asides Set, Poem Away French Sonnet

Set Time

But when the set time had fully come, God sent his Son, born of a woman, born under the law, to redeem those under the law, that we might receive adoption to sonship. (Galatians 4:4-5 NIV)

The time was set for virgin birth.

The Lord did favor Mary, so

He sent an angel that she’d know

her Holy Son was of great worth.

It must have been a scandal when

an unwed teen turned up that way.

Elizabeth out loud did say,

“You and your child are blessed,” and then

“The babe inside me leaped with joy.

“You’re blessed believing for that boy.”

And Mary thanked God for her Son,

“God blessed the humble not the proud.

“Great things He’s done and has allowed.”

And so she birthed the Chosen One.

Poem Away douzet, place

Homeplace Memories

I know a little place, St. Clair Township.

It’s near New Florence, P-A. where I grew up.

I loved the trees and hills and buttercups.

Returning home becomes exhausting trip.

In Colorado, skies are always blue.

But there the skies were often gray.

And not a lot to do within a day.

At least, not what most folks would want to do.

Returning home is something we now skip.

But longings to return in time build up.

Fond memories of loved ones there will woo.

But most I knew have died or moved away.

Poem Away Dorsimbra

Pastor Smith

(a dorsimbra)

My Pastor Smith is funny, kind and good.

When he was young, he ministered to teens.

He loved the Lord and served well as he could.

And now an old man, serves by any means.

He wrote two books

entitled “It Had to Be God.”

I skimmed them over,

but was disappointed.

At fourteen years, I met the Lord through Smith.

We teens helped him begin a brand new church.

He briefly mentioned this “our mission,” still,

my Pastor Smith is funny, kind and good.

Poetic Bloomings, repurpose

Versatility

V ersatility describes my giant aluminum bowl.

E ven though, at first, I thought it an odd gift. I

R easoned that it would take up too much room in my

S mall trailer, but I found a place for it under our bed.

A nd soon it was put to good use as a punch bowl, 

T he time Hubby and I put on a benefit concert.

I n time, we had a baby that used it for a bathtub.

L ater, as she grew we pulled her around in

I t as a sled on the deep snow on our property.

T oday I use it as it was designed for. At times,

Y ou don’t know what you want until you have it.

Hir a Thoddaid Poetic Asides challenge

Autumn’s Glory

Red and golden leaves and pungent smell.

Time for autumn’s glory I can tell.

Raking crunchy piles of leaves which fell.

Children’s laughter rings clear as a bell,

Jumping in leaves or chasing them in wind.

Until winter begins, all is well.

Poetic Asides Challenge Hir a Thoddaid

Summer Fun

Summer’s here and kids are home from school.

Instead, we’ll head for beach, lake or pool.

Anyplace where we can all get cool.

Apply sunscreen not to be a fool.

Lots of fun—kayak, picnic, hike, and swim.

As we like it—having fun’s the rule.

Poetic Blooming lannet, Poem Away blue

Blue

Azure, bright, tad green, Caribbean scene

Cobalt, striking and bold, old priceless vase

Navy, deep, muted, a US passport

Sapphire, sparkly beauty, September’s gem

Cerulean, bright and light, summer sky

Indigo, moody, broody, ocean night

Baby blue, tender, gentle, heart-throb eyes

Sky blue, everyday Colorado views

Periwinkle, purplish, frail fairy dress

Ice blue, sunny winter crystals alight

Powder blue, soft and smooth, a robin egg           

Prussian blue, dull and hushed, summer evening

Cornflower, tinge of purple, hydrangeas

Teal, real helping of green, cool swimming pool

Poetic Asides Hir a Thoddaid Challenge

Spring Morning

Spring has sprung and grass is getting green.

Soon robins and more signs will be seen.

Our morning walks will become routine.

Ice and piles of snow now seem obscene.

The spring rain coaxes tulips from the earth.

So they come while air’s washed fresh and clean.

Poetic Asides Hir a Thoddaid challenge

Wintry Night

Icy snow rests on the window sill.

My thick quilt combats a winter chill.

Weatherman says it will snow until,

we all absolutely have our fill.

I’ll snuggle here, while Christmas lights twinkle,

until night’s quiet comes soft and still.

Poetic Asides picking up

The Old Blue Pickup

He bought a shiny new Chevy pickup,

but I missed the rattle trap blue one.

Something about bouncing along

with the squeak of landing on the seat,

repeatedly, lent a sense of adventure.

But over years, the Chevy’s shine faded

and it bounced, squeaked and rattled,

similar to our relationship and bodies,

picking up a new type of adventure.

Poem Away Cornish sonnet, letter D

Happiness is a Choice

The door to happiness is often closed.

The danger’s thinking that you have no choice.

 Yes, joy from circumstance, we’re all disposed.

 But dip your toe in joy based on the Lord.

 Delight in Him directs you to rejoice,

 despite the many things you can’t afford.

You decide how your disposition goes.

Choose whether you defer to circumstance,

or let His love dictate what your face shows.

Is joy derived from just what you possess?

Or does your hope in Him cause you to dance?

On what does your contemplations obsess?

The door to happiness is often closed.

 You decide how your disposition goes[

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Poem Away caryotte, red

Things that are Red

Things that are red, see

Rings with a ruby

Dresses worn scarlet

Tresses of starlet

Cherries which ripened

Berries, about ten

Cardinals-male ones

Mars fourth from our sun

Blood from some wounds flow

Flood—Colorado

Stop sign on streets end

Top, buy a new trend

Red things are common

Dead tired, won’t go on  

Poem Away bragi scenic elfin

The Fairy Gardens

The fairy garden thrives

In lovely Ireland countryside

All kinds of beautiful plants flourish there

You can relax, forgetting stress or care

And look to see where fairies hide

It cheers up many lives

So peek in bushes, barrels, under chairs

A written story is your guide

It’s where childhood revives

And is so worth the drive

Imagination’s not denied

Yes, come and spy some fairies unaware

Poem Away Barbee

Dependency

The rock that I depend on is the Lord

I walk within His loving care each day

He is my hope, my goal, and my reward

I’m His dear child, I’m more than glad to say

When fears consume my thoughts in dead of night

And tears flow freely from my broken heart

As I draw near to Him, the fears take flight

My crying ends because He does His  part

His peace replaces sorrow and distress

Released by faith, the Word and Holy Ghost

My sin He’ll wash away when I confess

I win when I pursue the Lord the most

Poetic Bloomings Art terms

My Life Plein Air

Out in the open air,

I can breathe

and take in the beauty

of God’s design,

His unseen character.

Artists advise squinting

to take in larger features

bringing focus and unity,

then you can add details.

Like Mathew 6:33 says,

strive to put God as King

and learn His way of  living

and then He will meet

your physical needs.

Squint.

Poetic Bloomings Aubade, Poem Away Ark quain

Winter Morning

Sun

Rising

My backyard

Creeps around house

I get in my car

Blindly, I back down the hill

Let the sun do magic till

Ice melts on windshield

Heat up the car

Off I go

Thank you,

Sun

PAD Challenge 30-3 One More

One More Poem

I write a poem a day.

So it doesn’t

seem like a challenge

to do so in November.

So I write three.

One more poem.

and I have ninety.

Cya Wednesday. 

PAD Challenge 30-2

One More Minute

Oh, please, let me sleep just one more minute.

I like my bed. I want to stay in it.

It seems like I’ve slept just a little bit.

Oh, please, let me sleep just one more minute.

I’ve slept thirteen hours, I must admit.

Now, that’s no reason to have a big fit.

Oh, please, let me sleep just one more minute.

I like my bed. I want to stay in it.

PAD Challenge 30-1 One More

One More Christmas Ornament

A blue china Dolphin from Delaware

A Fleur de Lis from Louisiana

Alaskan, Santa riding polar bear

A cute hedgehog from North Carolina

Santa and wife sunning in St. Thomas

From Bar Harbor Maine, a painted lighthouse

A dough-art, hot-air balloon from my sis

My daughter’s first Christmas, a little mouse

From Puerto Rico, mini-manger scene

Bagpiper from Edinburgh, Scotland

From Arizona, a gourd painted green

Silver Christmas wreath from Dublin, Ireland

Ornaments and memories, I adore.

There’s a lot, but always room for one more.

PAD Challenge 29-1 Revised poem

Tomorrow’s Good Enough

I wake up in the morning light

With ambition and drive.

So full of energy and pep,

So glad to be alive.

I make up my to-do list first

And go about gung-ho.

By afternoon, I feel the droop.

Where’s my get-up-and-go?

It’s jetted off to Jamaica.

Goodbye! And off it went!

And so my energy is gone

Before my time is spent.

And so I watch TV or read

Or mess about online.

And then I move the “didn’t dos.”

Tomorrow will be fine.

PAD Challenge 29-2 revised poem

Waiting Out the Storm

At times, my moods are sunny, blue and clear,

But other times they’re stormy, dark and gray.

I wish fine-weather moods would just stay here.

At times, my moods are sunny, blue and clear.

But certainly the storms will reappear.

And then, in time, the clouds will go away.

At times, my moods are sunny, blue and clear,

But other times they’re stormy, dark and gray.

PAD Challenge 29-1 revised poem, Poem Away Petrarchan sonnet

Nature Teaches

Sweet, fragrant lilacs, freshness after rain

The earthy odor of crushed leaves of fall

Tall pines singing their evocative call

Soft gurgling, bubbling creeks that soothe the brain

Loud cricket choir’s persistent refrain

Bold, valiant mountains, the great ocean’s sprawl

Tart, juicy pineapples delighting all

Tremendous power of a hurricane

It says in Romans One, the Lord declares

His endless power, divine qualities

And unseen traits through His created things

His gentleness, compassion, strength and care

His majesty, beauty and dignities.  

By loving nature, I learn to love my King..

PAD Challenge 28-3 mood, Poem Away sestet

Love is Patient

She greeted Grandma with a grin

And squealed and raced about within

She tore her dress and scraped her shin

Without a doubt

Her grandma’s patience getting thin

But love won out

PAD Challenge 28-2 Mood, Poem Away sestet

Setting the Mood

He set the mood with candlelight

With music playing soft and bright.

The steak he cooked had come out right.

Where was she now?

Oh, there sat his unsent invite!

He had a cow.

PAD Challenge 28-1 Mood, poem away sestet

I Need Your Smile

I hope you do not think I’m rude

But, dear, you’re in a grumpy mood

Please, get your thoughts out of the dirt

It’s been awhile

I’m sorry if you have been hurt

I need your smile

PAD Challenge 27-3 sturdy/shaky

Hour-glass figure? No.

But there’s a lot to be said

About sturdiness

PAD Challenge 27-2 shaky/sturdy

Sifted

Sometimes

I feel like flour

going through

an old-fashioned flour sifter.

Shaken

Shaken

Shaken

Shaken

Till the lumps are all out

and left smooth

and ready to be used

in a life-sustaining recipe.