Friday, August 30, 2013

Alaska 26 Poetic Bloom prompt dorsimbra


Trip

Alaska lies ahead of me today.
Excitement fills my heart, I plan and pack.
I pray all will go smoothly and His way.
It will seem like no time until I’m back.

ziplines, hikes, dances
bikes, canoes, jeeps,
wildlife, scenery, malamutes
friends, grins, love

I’m grateful for this opportunity.
At times, I’m tempted to decline such joy,
remembering past pains and others’, but
Alaska lies ahead of me today.

 

 

Thursday, August 29, 2013

PA prompt dream

Vision
V ictorious living
I nspired giving
S pirit led
I nternally fed
O pen eyes
N ew highs

Wednesday, August 28, 2013

Alaska 25


Courage

A lily liver
My lip a quiver
No show?
With hope a sliver
My spine a-shiver
I know
the real Joy Giver
is like a river
I’ll go

Tuesday, August 27, 2013

Alaska 24

August 27, 2013
Trip Coordinator

People pay big bucks for wedding coordinators
to insure the multitude of things that could go wrong
don’t.

I’m trusting You to be my vacation coordinator
so the multitude of things that could go wrong
don’t.

I trust and acknowledge You (not me) wholeheartedly,  
so you will keep my paths straight. And worry I
won’t.

Monday, August 26, 2013

Alaska 23


August 26, 2013

Five more days till my trip.
Sixteen to the anniversary
of September eleventh 2001.
And thanks to that day I have nervous
thoughts flitting through my mind
like a bunch of stressed-out butterflies.
What to pack, what not to pack
not for my comfort and enjoyment
but for what won’t set off buzzers,
hold up the security line,
or incite any embarrassing inspections.
But  I look forward to my vacation
with joy and peace,
At least, I’ll try with God’s help.

Sunday, August 25, 2013

Poetic Bloomings -- Baffled

What Could it Be?

My sisters and I, home alone,
The youngest—two, one almost grown.
From dark of night, we couldn’t see.
Kerthunk, kerthunk, what could it be?

The eldest sis scared us the most.
“Perhaps a mischievous ghost!”
A spooky sound, like a heartbeat.
Kerthunk, kerthunk, what could it be?

At seven I didn’t believe.
“There’s no such thing!” I stamped my feet.
“So you go out,” said older three.
Kerthunk, kerthunk, what could it be?

And so I bravely went out there—
A beagle in a rocking chair!
I laughed at them. “What did I see?
Kerthunk, kerthunk, what could it be!”

My sisters and I, home alone
Kerthunk, kerthunk, what could it be?

Saturday, August 24, 2013

Alaska 22


God’s Submarines

Four orcas park side by side
dorsal fins and flukes up
Get their fill of fresh air
and gawking tourists
Submerge