Posted in Haiku

By the Wayside

Tiny yellow flowers blooming in an obscure place.

Bringing some joy

To those who have none

In an obscure place

Haiku

Many of us are in an obscure place right now. Walking unfamiliar paths, trying hard to find hope in the midst of all the new normal, yet, if we look, many times we will see little splashes of joy scattered along our path, tiny seeds planted to encourage us as we navigate through these challenging times.

Take some time to look for them today, usually they are found in unexpected places and just at the time they’re needed the most.

Posted in Triolet

March’s Marquee

Yellow and White Crocus blooming

“Coming soon” the signs say

Bits of color speak loud and clear

As I walk the dreary way

Coming soon” the signs say

Birds sing of a brighter day

Spring color will soon be here

“Coming soon” the signs say

Bits of color speak loud and clear

Triolet

Posted in December 2019, Triolet

Encourage Yourself

Never Give Up painting

Some days when you just can’t win

Fight that feelin’ of just givin’ up

Don’t lose hope before you begin

Some days when you just can’t win

Keep tryin’ and make yourself grin

Pray for God’s strength to stand up

Some days when you just can’t win

Fight that feelin’ of just givin’ up

Triolet

Posted in Scripture, Senryu, September 2018

Pick Your Battles

Fallen Knight in Battle Armor

“Don’t sweat the small things”

When life tries to weary you

Keep up and keep on.

Senryu

If thou hast run with the footmen, and they have wearied thee, then how canst thou contend with horses? and if in the land of peace, wherein thou trustedst, they wearied thee, then how wilt thou do in the swelling of Jordan? Jeremiah 12:5

Posted in May 2018, Rhyme

Difficult Day

Sunset Victory

What can I say,

About this day?

If my wish were a horse,

I’d have used force,

And just galloped away,

Have my way, and not stay.

But determination won,

And I didn’t run!

This day was not fun,

But now it’s done.

I didn’t give up!

I drank of its bitter cup,

And I came thru,

Battered ‘tis true,

A bit worse for the wear,

But I don’t care!

I didn’t taste defeat,

And Victory’s so sweet!

Rhyme