Unique,
Trying to grow tall,
Feeling you don’t fit in
With all those who surround you.
Listen!
Listen!
Don’t you dare give up trying!
Look up, reach for the sky!
You do have a
Purpose.
Butterfly Cinquain
Unique,
Trying to grow tall,
Feeling you don’t fit in
With all those who surround you.
Listen!
Listen!
Don’t you dare give up trying!
Look up, reach for the sky!
You do have a
Purpose.
Butterfly Cinquain
Smile at everyone
Believe in yourself
Respect others
Dream a million dreams
Create joy and gladness
Imagine new things
Bless everyone and everything
Faith gives strength
Grace is needed daily
Kindness is always welcomed
Peace is precious
Love is the greatest treasure
Hope is an anchor
Joy is contagious-give some away
Free Verse
I had been wanting to create a place to share my painted rocks with others and also offer the opportunity for others to place and share rocks they paint, so after several months of hoping, dreaming, planning and praying it came to fruition in a wonderful way and today it was completed! I am very happy with how it all turned out and feel blessed that it has already been noticed, used, and admired by many in my neighborhood. I am hoping now that it continues to grow and expand!
Objects left behind,
Old out dated wooden lamps
And a tamborine,
That made no sound because
It had no jingles,
Only leather cords hanging
In braids, when shaken
They made no noise at all,
In someone’s storage shed.
Choka
In my dream last night I was a worker who was part of a cleanup team that cleared out and cleaned up houses that had been recently vacated for some reason, perhaps by people moving away or from them passing on from this life.
In this one particular scene I and others in my group, who I don’t know, no one was revealed to me, came upon a storage shed that was filled with old, quality made, wooden objects, like hand carved lamps and such. One of my companions wondered if the people would be returning to take these items as they seemed to be of value, but though they were beautifully carved wood they were outdated, and I thought that might be the reason they were left behind.
At the end of the shelf I saw a tambourine, and when I picked it up it made no sound. I saw it was because it had no jingles, only braided leather ropes hanging down. I swished it back and forth but it was silent.
Then I awoke and am now pondering what this dream might mean, either for me or someone else.
One thought I had was that instruments or objects weren’t being used for the purpose they’d been created for.
The tambourine wasn’t meant to be silent. It’s jingles we’re missing rendering it useless, but why it had leather braids is still a mystery to me…
Also, the fine quality carved wood lamps were not being used for the purpose they were created for. They were being hidden in a storage unit, sitting idle in a shelf, not showing the beautiful workmanship of their creator and not shining their light as they were supposed to do.
Hmmmm… interesting thoughts…
(I tried drawing as best I could the images I saw in my dream, also now wondering if the carved diamond shapes have any meaning…)
Your comments are welcomed. Any thoughts??
Thank you.
Alice in Wonderland
Took a trip that wasn’t planned
She followed a white rabbit
Who had a bad habit
Met a caterpillar of blue
Who kept asking “Who are YOU?”
Then a Cheshire Cat
Who was quite a diplomat
Befriended Alice for awhile
As he listened, advised and left his smile
Frustrated, Alice saw a table under a tree
Where the Hatter and March Hare were having tea
Treated rudely there, she left upset
And entered the strangest place yet
Numbers were painting roses red
As a Red Queen yelled “Off with her head!”
Suddenly Alice grew tall, she didn’t know why
And the King accused her of being a mile high
He said she had to leave the trial in court
“I won’t” was Alice’s sharp retort
“You’re all just a pack of cards” she said
At that they rose up and fell on her head
Alice beat them off, let out a scream,
And awoke to find it was only a dream.
Rhyme
Upturned
Branches of hope,
Dreaming of spring’s promise,
Reach as if anticipating
New life
Cinquain
Inspiration is an impulse to try something new.
A revelation that your life’s work isn’t through.
A thought that stimulates an action,
Spurring you by stimulating traction.
Arousing a notion, increasing your might,
Inspiration awakens you in the night
To new possibilities.
It’s the brainchild of capabilities.
A spark that lights a flame,
It changes the same, reorders the game,
Illuminates the path to find your muse,
Unleashing creativity without excuse.
It may come as a flash, creating a rumble,
Causing the mundane to fall and crumble,
Awakening a vision, encouraging a dream,
Inflating your diminished self esteem.
Often it’s a whim, a hunch, an insight,
An idea that seems to just sound right.
A brainstorm that threatens your complicity,
Calling you revive an old ability.
It motivates you to flights of fancy,
Soaring to heights that may be chancy,
Yet elevating you to live in rife,
And experience an enthusiasm for life!
Rhyme
Don’t believe all you see
Things aren’t always as they seem
What looks real may not be
Don’t believe all you see
Could be false or reality
Could be true or just a dream
Don’t believe all you see
Things aren’t always as they seem
Triolet
My mom used to always say “Don’t believe anything you read and only half of what you see”.
I was reminded of this today as I took a photo last night of the left over cooled grease on my grill. I had cooked a hamburger for supper and when I went to clean the grill the grease and bits of leftover cheese had formed an interesting pattern, I thought, so I snapped a picture and just for fun put the image into one of the photo enhancing apps I have to see what would result if I edited it a bit.
The result was quite awesome!
What transformed was somewhat of a celestial looking image I thought. Certainly not something that looked like grease and cheese on a grill! 😊
Goes to show mom was right. Things aren’t always as they seem or look like.
What do you think?
Smile! Imagine Peace.
You Matter. Breathe.
Be Happy! And Dream.
Have Faith and Hope
Syllablic Verse
My grand-daughter and I had a “painting day” together today. We had fun painting inspirational rocks to put in my rock garden.
She was very creative and imaginative and turned two of the rocks into a horse face! 😊
Breathe deep and dream!
Breathe deep, and face that fear!
Things aren’t futile as they seem,
Breathe deep and dream!
Life is just a balance beam,
Forward steps bring victory near,
Breathe deep and dream!
Breathe deep, and face that fear!
Triolet
#MayFalls19 Poetry Challenge Prompt: breathe deep
Down below
We dont really know
What swirls above
And dwells thereof
In that starry night
That lies beyond our sight
Among the clouds of white
Floating in a sea of blue
Are things hidden from our view
We can dream and contemplate
Research, study and debate
Yet we’ll not truly know my friend
Until our life reaches its earthly end
Ekphrastic
#NaPoWriMo 2019–Day 22–Prompt: write an Ekphrastic Poem