Posted in Tanka

Judge Not

Fig tree with fruits

Edwin Rolfe said,

“You can’t judge a book by its cover”

Jesus once said,

“You will know them by their fruits”

Don’t judge, examine fruit.

Tanka

Posted in December 2019, Tanka

One Heart

Original photo of a small heart, enhanced in a photo app
Original photo by Leona J. Atkinson ©️2019

In a world of hurt

One heart among many

Can bring souls comfort

One heart that’s surrendered

Completely to God’s will

Tanka

As I continue to read the true story of Katie Davis Majors heart’s commitment to God and His will, I am amazed at what God has done through her for the people in Uganda.

I recommend reading her book “Kisses for Katie”. It’s a great testimony of what God can accomplish through one heart that’s totally surrendered to Him.

Posted in December 2019, Shadorma

Singularly

One Heart enhanced original photo by Leona J. Atkinson
“One Heart” enhanced original photo by @LeonasDesigns

One heart

Filled with His love

Overflows

Submerging

Many others with its fervor

Changing many lives

Shadorma

This poem was inspired by a book I am reading titled “Kisses for Katie”. It is a true story of a young American girl Katie Davis who leaves her comfortable lifestyle in America to go to help the under privileged people of Uganda. Her one heart full of love for these people ended up changing many lives for the better. It is an amazing story that continues today thru the non- profit ministry “Amazima.” Which she started in 2008.

For more information visit this link: https://amazima.org/

Posted in June 2019, Tanka

“The Age of Innocence”

Image of Ellen in her red evening gown from the movie “The Age of Innocence”, http://www.frockflicks.com/age-of-innocence-bustles/
Image of Ellen in her red evening gown from the movie “The Age of Innocence”, http://www.frockflicks.com/age-of-innocence-bustles/

Oh that we could grasp

An inkling of the nescience

Known as the Guilded Age

Long vanished naivety

In a time long ago

Tanka

Reading the book/ watching the DVD of “The Age of Innocence” by Edith Wharton set in the 1870’s.

I first heard of “The Age of Innocence” from my neighbor who used to be involved in English Country Dancing and period costume making.

I had been considering attending a Literary Ball in the area and inquired of my neighbor if she might have a costume I could wear, as I was thinking I might go as Scarlett O’Hara from Gone With the Wind or Lisbeth from Pride and Prejudice, my two most favorite literary characters, but my neighbor said the only costumes she presently had on hand were from “The Age of Innocence.”

So she helped me try on “Ellen’s Red Evening Gown” she had made. It was then I realized why women needed maids to help them dress!

After trying to get into 5 layers of clothing, plus a bustle, and adding two top pieces and a hat, I declined! There is no way I could survive that much clothing outside on a summer day in July, much less try to dance in it!!

I have a newfound appreciation for the ladies who lived in the 1870’s!

Posted in February 2019, Syllabic Rhyme

A Classic

Image of Clark Gable and Vivian Leigh in Gone With The Wind

What a novel idea said he

Nurtured in conspiracy

Yet, born out of necessity

It’s words still live quite timelessly

Syllabic Verse

“Gone With The Wind” written in 1936 by Margaret Mitchell is still my favorite novel and movie of all time

Posted in Choka, July 2017

Book of Life

Book of Life
Let’s write a good book.

I’m not a writer you say,

Yet daily you unfold,

The living story of your life.

For the world to see

It’s told by your words and actions,

Recorded in minds

Of those you interact with.

Are you proud to be its Author?

Choka

Posted in April 2015, Metaphor, NaPoWriMo 2015

The Reader

little girl reading sitting in a pink chair, Metaphor poem
Original Poetry by Leona J. Atkinson ©2015
(clipart from clker.com-repurposed in PS by Leona J. Atkinson)

NaPoWriMo–Day 13–Metaphor poem

I enjoyed this challenge of writing my first Metaphor poem, for I liked the memory it brought.
The poem is actually about me.  When I was a little girl.  I used to sit in a big comfy chair (actually mine was red at that time, but later in life I did actually have a big pink wing-backed chair.)
I would sit for hours in the living room and read,
and dream of faraway places, and imagine I was on a flying carpet!  Books really can take you places!  🙂  Fun memory!