Posted in April 2019, Butterfly Cinquain, NaPoWriMo 2019

An Idea

Butterfly, book, clock

I came

Like a soft breeze,

Silent, barely felt

By the mighty world around me.

A seed

Blown in by the wind to settle,

Unnoticed, until it

Grew up and brought life

To this place.

Butterfly Cinquain

#NaPoWriMo2019 Day 3–Prompt write a poem involving time. This maybe a bit off Prompt but i thought it seemed to fit.

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Posted in Blitz, October 2018, OctPoWriMo 2018

Color Beyond Better

Colored pencils forming a heart shape

Broken crayons still color

Broken hearts still love

Color your world bright

Color is beautiful

Love everyone

Love never fails

Bright spots attract growth

Bright days attract smiles

Beautiful smiles

Beautiful thoughts

Everyone needs a smile

Everyone matters

Fails are bound to happen

Fails are opportunities to try again

Growth comes from fails

Growth often happens slowly

Smiles are free

Smiles are needed

Smiles are upside down frowns

Smiles lighten up the world

Thoughts spoken can cause regret

Thoughts unspoken can cause regret

Smile at life, you only get one chance

Smile at life and things will go better

Matters of the heart

Matters of the mind

Happen to all of us

Happen unexpectedly

Again and again and

Again and again

Fails are just one time errs not failures

Fails are a chance to try something new

Slowly time goes for those who wait

Slowly time goes for the lonely

Free yourself from doubts trust God

Free yourself from worry trust God

Needed people who are friendly

Needed people who care

Frowns compliment garments of gloom

Frowns are smiles upside down

World needs your love

World needs your smile

Regret steals happiness

Regret steals time

Chance offers new opportunities

Chance offers new life

Better life can be yours today

Better take a chance before it’s too late

Better

Better

Blitz

#OctPoWriMo 2018

Whew! This is my first try at writing a Blitz poem! It was a challenge, somewhat confusing at times, and took me awhile but I enjoyed it and I will be trying this form out again! Info is below if you would like to try writing one.

The Blitz Poem, a poetry form created by Robert Keim.

This form of poetry is a stream of short phrases and images with repetition and rapid flow.

Begin with one short phrase, it can be a cliché. Begin the next line with another phrase that begins with the same first word as line 1. The first 48 lines should be short, but at least two words.

The third and fourth lines are phrases that begin with the last word of the 2nd phrase, the 5th and 6th lines begin with the last word of the 4th line, and so on, continuing, with each subsequent pair beginning with the last word of the line above them, which establishes a pattern of repetition.

Continue for 48 total lines with this pattern, And then the last two lines repeat the last word of line 48, then the last word of line 47.

The title must be only three words, with some sort of preposition or conjunction joining the first word from the third line to the first word from the 47th line, in that order.

There should be no punctuation. When reading a BLITZ, it is read very quickly, pausing only to breathe.

(Blitz poem info was taken from Poetry Soup website )

Posted in April 2017, Bop, NaPoWriMo 2017

Pondering

River, path, trees
Lazy day, on a river walk, slowly walking and pondering…

Why do some trees grow tall and straight,

Yet others are twisted, bent, and broken?

The soil is the same for all.

The rain shows no favorites.

The sun shines on both equally.

I ponder all this, yet the river, like time, keeps moving.

Perhaps it’s what is within,

That causes one to stand tall,

And one to bend and bow with the wind?

From where does each root seek its nourishment?

Does one go deep to find the key to growth?

While another looks upon the surface inhaling whatever passes its way?

Perhaps one works too hard and becomes old and weary,

It’s efforts leaving it empty and weak?

I ponder all this, yet, the river, like time, keeps moving.

I conclude that it’s a matter of choice.

All are given the breath of life and freedom to live.

It’s not mine to question each ones outcome,

But to ponder only on my own choices.

Yet, to offer true nourishment to those who come seeking,

And the fragrance of compassion to those in need.

I ponder all this, yet, the river, like time, keeps moving.

Bop Poem

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Posted in Haibun, Haiga, Haiku, June 2016, Scripture

Determination


Daisies by the rock

Standing tall and blossoming

Growing in a hard place

Haiku
I think we’ve all heard the saying ” between a rock and a hard place” which is an expression often used when we might be in a difficult place in our lives. We might feel helpless, hopeless, hindered, and wondering if we are ever going to get out of the situation at hand and live well again. 

Well, I believe God showed me the answer this morning as my eyes fell upon this big rock on hard ground with two daisies growing right next to it. The daisies are standing tall and blooming beautifully even though they are in hard ground and not really in a place that is most ideal for growth. I doubt anyone purposely planted them there, I imagine it was a happenstance that their seed fell upon that ground, yet with determination and the divine providence of sunshine and rain they grew, and I am imagining that the rock’s presence may have been a beneficial barrier that might have given them some protection from strong winds and rain that could have otherwise beat them down to the ground. 

Since I am going thru a hard time in my life right now I feel God showed me this very good lesson. I think all of us can take this to heart and when the winds of adversity blow and we are tossed to and fro, let’s determine to dig in, stand firm, grow, and bloom near the Rock who is our salvation and strength. 

Adversity winds

blow, tossing lives to and fro 

Stay rooted in faith
Stay rooted in faith

Bloom and grow in the hardest places 

Clinging to the Rock

Haiku

Haibun

“The Lord is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer;

my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge,

    my shield and the horn of my salvation.

He is my stronghold, my refuge and my savior—

      from violent people you save me. 

2 Samuel 22:2-3 NKJV