Tag: Dreams

Posted in Cinquain, March 2014

Sleep Writing

Posted on by Leonas Lines

In sleep
My mind writes verse
I wish I could capture
Such beautiful poetic lines
Awake

Cinquain
Leona J. Atkinson. 03-25-14

Tonight I fell asleep before writing my poem to post. I kept dreaming of poems and writing some in my sleep. Yet, when I woke up I could not remember any of them. I wish I could have,  as in my dreams they seemed to be very good. Thus, the reason I wrote this poem.

 

 

Posted in Christian, March 2014, Pantoum, Scripture

The Thief in the Night

Posted on by Leonas Lines

Beware of the thief in the night
He only comes to kill, steal and destroy
His entrance is a sorry plight
To remove peace and take away joy

He only comes to kill,steal and destroy
His agenda includes an evil plan
To remove peace and take away joy
And he uses confusion and chaos whenever he can

His agenda includes an evil plan
He kills hope and destroys dreams.
And he uses confusion and chaos whenever he can
His purpose is to remove all good it seems

He kills hope and destroys dreams
His entrance is a sorry plight
His purpose is to remove all good it seems
Beware of the thief in the night

Pantoum
Leona J. Atkinson. 03-11-14
“The thief does not come except to steal, and to kill, and to destroy” John 10:10

Posted in February 2014, Rhyme

Things of the Heart

Posted on by Leonas Lines

curly red hearts

I like red hearts, pink flowers, and chocolate candy.
Lace doilies, cupcakes, and frilly valentines are dandy.
 
But the things I love best are smiles, hugs, and words that inspire.
These are my heart’s true desire.
 
Things said and done that money can’t buy.
A shoulder that’s there when I need to cry,

Or a helping hand to pick me up from a fall,
These are the things I love most of all.
 
Things that are bought can be very nice.
I like little wrapped gifts, and I don’t think twice

About accepting them from family and friends,
For I like the message of love that a little gift sends.
 
Yet, give me your time, talent, and heart’s treasure,
For those are the things I value without measure.
 
Time spent listening to my joys, dreams, or sorrows,
Talent given to make me better tomorrows;

Treasures of your heart, like compassion and care,
Give me any of these, and nothing will compare.
 
For when those things are given, they are most precious you see,
Because they are a bit of you being deposited into me!

  Happy Valentine’s Day! 

Rhyme
Leona J. Atkinson  02-14-14