Thankful for full plates now empty
Thankful for hands that cook and bake
Thankful for another day
Thankful for hearts that care
Thankful for thirst now quenched
Thankful for warm places
Thankful for
My life
Thankful
Nonet
Author: Leonas Lines
A born and raised Midwesterner who traveled to Oregon in 2006 via the Oregon Trail route, fell in love with Oregon and now call it home.
I am retired and pursuing my life long dream of becoming a Freelance Inspirational Writer.
Mom Thoughts
How fast the toilet paper goes
And the shampoo too
Food in the fridge
vanishes
Yet laundry and trash pile up
The house is filled with people
Chattering, moving,
Echoing life
To rooms once empty and silent
Peace is now hard to find
Among so many different
Personalities
Cupboards are looking bare
As is my bank balance
But my heart is happy
The kids are home again
Free Verse
(Inspired by my daughter whose four grown children are all living at home with her and my son-in-law again for awhile)
Thanksgiving
Thank you God
For the trees that wave
Good Morning
To me
As I gaze in wonder
At he whose wings beat wildly
While he drinks nectar
In the rain
The breeze brings
a brown leaf to greet me
Upon the window pane
He stops briefly
As if to say
We are both aged
yet
let’s keep moving, seeking,
Another day of life
As if on cue
future minded squirrel
scurries past
gathering acorns
supplied by the waving trees
Ah, so much life surrounds me!
I give thanks
For all that be
and for eyes that see
thru the window to the world
Just outside my door
Where all God’s creation breathes
And lives
And encourages me
To do the same.
Free Verse
Perplexity
Just
Do not
Understand it!
I am a helper,
I love to help,
But why doesn’t everyone?
Why are some selfish,
Unwilling to give a helping hand?
I just don’t understand it at all!
They are missing out on so very much.
Etheree
Fruitfulness
Brambles verses barbs
Whether fenced in or out
The vine prevails
Haiku
Homeless in the City
A million people
A million voices
None speak my name
Two million feet tred
Where I sit
None stop near me
Millions of bright lights
Shining round
I sit in the dark
Syllable Lunes
Squirrel’s Storehouse
Squirrel scampering
Hiding acorns ‘neath
The slumbering vine
Truckload of treasures
Delivers in Winter
Syllabic Verse
🍁The pesky squirrel is back and digging in my plants burying his treasures. He’s cute but I don’t like the fact that he digs in my plants to store his food for winter. 🍂😩
Fragile
Boxes
All shapes
And all sizes
Like people
They hold things inside
Secrets, treasures, dreams
Or maybe unwanted things like
Bitterness, unforgiveness
Handle all boxes with care because
They can be damaged inside and out
Etheree
Stopped
“Out of Order”
The sign said
I didn’t
Like what
I just read
It made me
“Out of Order”
Syllabic Verse
Shopping, rushing to the restroom, stopped by this sign. Stand there and stare blankly for a minute, regroup thoughts, make a plan B and move on.
On a long walk, so thirsty, remember there’s drinking fountain at the park, but a sign says….”Out of Order”–(plan B again)
So tired of walking around the Mall, friend wants to go to the food court on the third level, head to the elevator, but…guess what!!!
I am sure we can all relate to having those “Out of Order” days. They are not fun but they sure slow us down and make us think! 😊
Renewal
Broken
But not destroyed
For a new life emerges
A butterfly hidden within
Revealed
Cinquain
Leonas Lines--Poetry Plus 