Happy Poetic Asides

 

Happiness and Joy

 

Happiness and Joy

strolled down the same road.

Happiness skipped

and whirled about.

Joy asked, “What makes you

so energetic today?”

 

Happiness replied,

“A smooth road, fun times,

good food and friends,

sunshine and buttercups.

What makes you so strong

every time I see you?”

 

Joy replied,

“Love, acceptance, forgiveness.

Knowing I’m in the Creator’s family.

I like sunshine and buttercups,

but I don’t need them to thrive.”

 

Happiness twirled about,

“I like you, Joy,” Happiness said,

“Because when I’m weak,

you help me become strong.”

 

Lost moment Poetic Asides

 

For Me

 

When my kids were young,

my friend and I were writing a book

based in Hawaii.

She worked at a travel agency

and found an affordable deal.

Hawaii, but we didn’t go.

I had to ask myself why not?

 

I pictured myself as a little girl

walking through a department store

passing up dolls, toys and dresses

that weren’t for me,

because with five girls

my parents couldn’t afford a lot.

 

Then highschool, college,

raising young children

carrying that thought with me

like a stuffed suitcase.

 

It’s not for me.

It’s not for me.

It’s not for me.

 

Then I started realizing

to satisfy

this longing for travel

is for me.

self-profile Poetic Bloomings

 Just a Bit

 

A bit of a loner

But not by choice

A bit of a loudmouth

But not by voice

A bit of a giver

Without very much

A bit of an artist

Well, just a touch

A bit of a musician

With just one song

A bit of a philosopher

Who’s often wrong

A bit of a poet

But not too poetic

A bit of a hiker

Though not athletic

A bit of an adventurer

Without much to tell

A bit of a help

But not too well

A bit of a recluse

But love all the same

A bit of an enthusiast

For His Name.

Love Poetic Asides

 

Love

 

L et my hands reach up in praise to You

O pening my heart to Your love

V ivacious in joy at Your presence

E ternal, loving, gracious, worthy God

Love Poetic Asides

 

Our Love

 

Rumbles, tumbles, pours and plods,

Rattles, shakes, snakes along like a river,

Bubbles, troubles, expands and contracts,

Melts, freezes, wheezes,

But keeps on keeping on

for forty-three years and counting.

That's My Line Poetic Bloomings

 

I Let the Visions Take Me Anywhere

 

To Cabo Verde, isles of green

To Caucasus Mountains seldom seen

To Australia with animals unique

To Mount Fuji at its peak

To Komodo Nation Park to see the Komodo

To Lapland—northern lights, reindeer and snow

To England with all of its history

To India a land of mystery

Here, there or in the air

My visions take me anywhere.

 

“I let the visions take me anywhere” from Mike Bayle’s “Aviary”.

Morning Prayer

 My Hope

 

Thank You, Lord.

I am not alone.

I can turn to You

every moment of the day.

You are my strength

 when I am weak,

 my rock

when life swirls about me,

my fortress in all my battles,

my deliverer when I’m defeated.

Thank You for being my hope.