
God just doesn’t answer my prayer!
Is His answer “NO” ?
Could it be?
Quinzaine
Different types and forms of poetry I have written
Question:
Why is life so hard sometimes?
Some days are hard and others worse
I’m trying to live on nickels and dimes
Why is life so hard sometimes?
Good fortune falls and trouble climbs
Circumstances are so adverse
Why is life so hard sometimes?
Some days are hard and others worse
Answer:
Life cant be all sunshine and no rain
Both are needed to help you grow
Remember this when days are filled with pain
Life cant be all sunshine and no rain
It’s an important truth you need to know
Remember, for good, healthy, happy life to obtain
Life cant be all sunshine and no rain
Both are needed to help you grow
Double Triolet
Final,
Day of October.
A special day?
What will you call it?
October thirty first?
Perhaps Reformation Day?
Or Halloween Trick and Treat Day?
Where will your focus be today?
“This is the day the Lord has made” Rejoice!
“Again I say Rejoice!” Give thanks!
The Lord gives another day of life!
Focus on making it special.
Look for new opportunites.
Enjoy every moment.
Think positive thoughts.
Live, Love, Laugh.
Help someone.
Share your
Smile. 😊
Etheree and Reverse Etheree
Nature’s treasure chest
Found a golden leaf
Placed it right in my path
To glitter in the sunshine
Tanka
I was stopped in my tracks today by the sight of this leaf! It lay in the parking lot right by my car. It looked like it was painted with Gold Leaf Paint but it wasn’t. It was just a light brown leaf but the way the sun was shining on it it looked very golden Such an unusual sight. A pleasant surprise in my day. 😊
Outside my window
Her golden brown skirt
Flowing upon a carpet of green
She stood
With one arm draped in scarlet
The other in gold
The wind gasped and held its breath
The song birds sat in silence
As I tried to capture her beauty
With my muted watercolors
In frustration I shouted “No!”
All this silence must go!
Her beauty she must show
Vividly, boldly, richly,
Her colors cannot be muted
They must glow and burst forth
Awaking the senses
Blazing forth vibrantly
Until Autumn is no more!
Free Verse
This poem wrote itself as I stood looking out my patio window at the colors of Autumn and pondering in my heart of how I might paint the beauty that was in front of me. Quickly realizing though that these vibrant colors should not be muted by watercolor, I chose to take a photo instead 😊