Poetic Asides Haunted .

Haunted

(gwawdodyn byr) 

Songs in my head make me feel haunted

They won’t go away; I am taunted

Beauty is flaunted by its melody

So I will go on my way, undaunted

Haiku

Grays, whites, browns, and blacks

Snow-laden clouds hide the facts

Green is on its  way

Poetic Blooming positive trait

Steady as She Goes

Steady as she goes, that’s what Hubby said

That’s about right, I suppose.

Determined, wherever I’m led

Steady as she goes

Persevering, Hubby knows

Faithful, steadfast, forty years wed

Plodding onward through highs and lows

Tenacious, unwavering, full steam ahead

Never stops, but often slows

Step by step, till I’m dead

Steady as she goes

Thanksgiving Acrostic

Thanksgiving

T hank You, Lord for being good and for Your

H oliness. Thank You for Your glory, might

A nd power. I can trust You with whatever’s up

N ext. Thank You that You have a plan for me and

K now my future and You’re not worried. Thank You for

S alvation in the Lord Jesus and for eternal life. Thank You

G od for favorite things: tea with cream and sugar.

I nspiration and creativity. Traveling, hiking, kayaking.

V ision. Thank You for Your Holy Spirit. Thank You for

I nviting and welcoming me into Your presence and meeting my

N eeds. Thank You that I am accepted in Jesus.

G od, I give You praise, Holy Trinity, lover of my soul.

March 7th Prayer Acrostic

Adoration

A doring You Lord. For the things You

D o. For the blessings You pour out. I

O pen my mouth in praise and

R aise my arms in surrender to You. I

A dore You for the things You made:

T rees, sky, mountains, oceans, deserts.

I adore You for making people and

O pening up the way to You in Jesus.

N ow, I adore You for being who You are.

PB roundel

The Roundel

The Roundel reads like a dance

Back and forth it cast its spell

It takes a turn with a prance

The Roundel

A poet’s thoughts it will tell

In rhythmic time if given chance

Ringing brightly as a bell

It can be laced with romance

It will drive and compel

It will retreat and advance

The Roundel

Description

Out the Window

Set in a mellow blue sky, the mountain’s sleeping.

Snow painted a pattern on its black sides.

A flat, straw-colored field stretches out between it

and two young trees swaying in the wind,

its little branches and twigs raised in hope.