Tuesday, February 21, 2023

ambitious Poetic Asides

 

Upwards

 

My overall ambition

is to regard this life

as a temporary condition

and direct my attention

Upwards.

Monday, February 20, 2023

New Poetic Bloomings

 

Happy New Year!

 

Hello, 2023!

What do you have in store for me?

Please treat me well as did your brother.

2022 was like no other.

 

I have set some goals inside of you.

That would take miracles to see them through.

So allow the Author to write my story

May all I do bring Him glory.

 

Through good and bad I live by grace.

The righteous, indeed, will live by faith.

I pray for great blessings in you, New Year

For friends and family I hold dear.

Sunday, February 19, 2023

Ambitious Poetic Asides

 BHAGs

 

Big, hairy, audacious goals

I seem to have them by the droves

They’re fun to think about

And sometimes carry out

But the big ones get boggy

My mind becomes foggy

And I chip away, as at blocks of ice

Getting things done would be nice

But the BHAGs survive from year to year

And I may never get them done, I fear.

Saturday, February 18, 2023

new Poetic Asides

 

Newborn

 

Forty-one years ago today

I stared into the deep, steely

eyes of a newborn girl

and said, “Hello, friend!”

And I’m happy to say

I can still say that today.

Friday, February 17, 2023

Uncommon Love Poetic Bloomings

 

Uncommon Love

 

How do you describe

Your uncommon love?

You are love.

You expressed Yourself

In Creation

 

In the Jewish nation

In the law

But You were misunderstood.

You cleared Your throat

and clarified.

 

You sent Jesus

who expressed You, His Father

In miraculous healings, deliverance

provision and teaching

In death, burial and resurrection.

 

In salvation

In the Holy Spirit

In the promise of His return,

when we will meet Uncommon Love

face to face.

 

 

Thursday, February 16, 2023

winter Poetic Asides

 A Winter Morning

 

The heater’s steady hum

breaks the morning silence.

Christmas tree lights

sparkle through darkness.

Dull light creeps through

Venetian blind slats.

Hot tea with cream and sugar

kiss my lips.

Sweetness comforts

while caffeine wakes me up.

The blank screen of a new day

awaits words and images.

May it be art and poetry.

Wednesday, February 15, 2023

Morning Prayer

 The Father’s Love

 

Like a newborn baby

in his father’s arms,

help me relax in Your love.

 

Like a toddler running to the door

when her father comes home

and lets him scoop her up

and whirl her around,

may I take joy

in Your affection

and presence.