Often when I make the drive into work, I hit the traffic lights randomly, sometimes they are red, sometimes green, rarely are they ever just one or the other, but today, it seemed every one was red. That caused me to think that perhaps I was supposed to be stopping to think about something or maybe use this extra pause time to form a poem in my head.
Well, so it was….:)
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During this month which often is regarded as the time to give thanks, I wanted to show my gratitude to everyone who visits my blog.
Thank you for taking time to read my poetry, leave comments and re-blog it. I truly appreciate each visit.
I wrote this poem as a “Happy Birthday” to my niece Lori Marie born 09-09-64
I give thanks and praise
God for your infinite ways
Which provide favor
Beyond finite comprehension
To those who call upon You
Tanka
Leona J. Atkinson. 03-18-14
Looking back upon
This day that’s soon to be gone
I give thanks for life
Senryu
Leona J. Atkinson 01-20-14
Midnight
Cold December night
A single star shines bright
I give thanks for its sparkling light
Tonight
Cinquain-Rhyme
Leona J. Atkinson 12-03-13
Become quite a special day
Lasting longer each year
All those bargains are waiting
Commercials tell us loud and clear
Kick the Thanksgiving Day tradition
Forget family values held dear
Rise early or shop late
Ignore staying home with family near
December’s big day is coming
And shopping days are few we hear
Yes! Today we can shop and save
Such awesome deals will appear
All across town the stores are open
Let’s give thanks as we all cheer
Embracing commercialism
Society succumbs without a tear
Acrostic
Leona J. Atkinson 11-29-13
What if your dream came true today?
Would you enjoy it, or look for another to come your way?
What if all your cares were taken away?
Would you truly be able to enjoy the day?
What if a miracle was granted to you?
Would you give thanks to whom it was due?
What if all your wishes came true ?
Would you be happy or seek more for you?
What if, after change came, you did concur,
that things were better the way they were?
Rhyme
Leona J. Atkinson 11-15-13
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