Posted in Butterfly Cinquain

Listen!

White flower among yellow flowers

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

Posted in Free Verse

Inspiration Corner

Inspiration Rock Garden created by Leona J Atkinson June 2020
My Inspiration Rock Garden created in the corner of my back yard June 2020

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!

Posted in Choka

Last Nights Dream

Lamp and Tamborine drawing
Drawing by Leona J. Atkinson 05-28-20

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be returning to take these items as they seemed to be of value, but though they were beautifully carved wood they were outdated, and I thought that might be the reason they were left behind.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.

Posted in December 2019, Rhyme

Alice’s Underground Undertaking

alice in wonderland
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

Posted in November 2019, Rhyme

Inspiration Is:

reach for the sky, sky, boy on ladder reaching

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

Posted in September 2019, Triolet

Abstract or Fact

Two Images of grease on a grill. One original and one digitally enhanced
Original left—Altered right—@Leona J. Atkinson photos 2019

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?

Posted in June 2019, Syllabic Verse

Blessings

Rocks painted by me and my grand-daughter
Rocks painted by me and my grand-daughter

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! 😊

Posted in April 2019, Ekphrastic Poetry, NaPoWriMo 2019

“The Starry Night”

“The Starry Night” painting by Vincent Van Gogh 1889
“The Starry Night” painting by Vincent Van Gogh in 1889

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