In a fog
Vision limited
Life’s walk
Vaporous
Purpose seems to be unclear
Light lifts and reveals
Shadorma
In a fog
Vision limited
Life’s walk
Vaporous
Purpose seems to be unclear
Light lifts and reveals
Shadorma
It came creeping
In the dark night of my soul
Fear over shadowed
Covering like a thick fog
I lay paralized
Frozen in its doubt and dread
Until a shaft of hope
Broke through the darkness bringing
Strenght to rise and overcome
Choka
“When you face fear it evaporates. Shadows cannot stand light. —LeAura Alderson
This quote by LeAura is very true.
And this poem I wrote today is written from one of my true experiences with fear. We must face our fears and when we do they will dissipate.
Shakespeare also said it well:
“Our doubts are traitors and make us lose the good we oft might win by fearing to attempt.”
(This quote has also helped me to face fears many times in my life.)
Needing a Daystar and Guide
To help find the Way.
Who will be my guiding Light?
Who’ll my Helper be,
In this world of dark and fright?
Lost in the darkness,
Crying out to the King on high!
He sends to earth His Prince of Peace.
Choka
I am come a light into the world, that whosoever believeth on me should not abide in darkness. –Jesus. John 12:46
It always amazes me how our mind can get carried away when we can’t see things clearly or how our imaginations begin to flow when we come upon the unexpected or unexplained. “In the Midst of the Mist” is an imaginary story that shows us the importance of not letting ourselves get overcome by fear, or letting our emotions get out of control, by imagining things that may not be true, just because we can’t see the whole picture clearly.
Night skies filled with fog
Struggling to keep my vision
Resolutions fail
Haiku—Senryu
Leona J. Atkinson 01-22-14
Foggy
White mist surrounds
Silencing nearly all sounds
I struggle to keep within bounds
White line
Tail lights
These help me to focus and see
I move slowly as can be
Want to be free
Fog lifts
Mirror Cinquain
Leona J. Atkinson 12-04-13
Light House.
Beacon of light,
Leading us safely to shore.
Keep us from danger as we explore.
Shine bright!
Tall tower.
Our guiding light,
Shining out over the sea,
Bringing each vessel safely to thee.
Keep on!
Sentry.
Even in fog,
Your horns sound deep and loud,
To warn us of the foggy shroud.
Our hope!
Striped one.
Each day and night,
You show us the right way,
So that on course we can safely stay.
Stand tall!
Sea guide.
Security,
You give in sight and sound,
To us, whenever you are around.
Thank you!
Crown Cinquain
Leona J. Atkinson 08-07-13
This poem was written in honor of National Lighthouse Day. On August 7, 1789, the United States Congress approved an act for the “establishment and support of Lighthouse, Beacons, Buoys, and Public Piers.” It was two hundred years later that Congress designated August 7 as National Lighthouse Day.