Twenty days have come and gone,
Only Ten more to go,
A challenge it was and still is,
Of Thirty poems to bestow.
I’ve enjoyed what’s come to mind,
Each day as the words form,
Spontaneity is something new to me,
As impromptu is not my norm.
My hope is that I can finish,
And accomplish well this task,
Of Thirty poems in thirty days,
Then in my accolades I will bask .
Leona J Atkinson
04-20-13
This a “Pocket Poem” I wrote and shared yesterday. I printed out 5 in the shape of a pocket, which I carried in my coat pocket,to share with people throughout the day.
One share was unexpected and very special!
So glad I was able to participate in “Pocket Poem Day 2013” and I plan to do so every year ! (And…next year I hope to print out even more to share! 🙂
I bless you with hope,
As you go about this day.
I bless you with dreams,
That will never fade away.
For as you keep these within,
The battle of life you will win!
“The Lord bless you and keep you;
The Lord make His face shine upon you,
And be gracious to you;
The Lord lift up His countenance upon you,
And give you peace.”
Numbers 6:24 (NKJV)
Leona J. Atkinson
© “Blessings–Pocket Poem” 04-18-13
With my Bible in my hand,
Off to church I go,
With expectation in my heart,
Of what I may come to know.
A Book so full of mysteries,
And knowledge to be found,
Is not something that I want,
To just leave sitting around.
So I walk ever so swiftly,
Across the frozen ground,
Eager to reach my destination,
And the treasures that abound.
For when the Book is opened,
It often speaks to me,
And inspires me with wisdom,
That solves the mystery,
Of life now and forever,
And a Hope that is to come.
What a great adventure !
And it’s not just for some,
But for all who seek and desire,
The truth to be known.
Come with me on this journey,
And treasures you too will be shown.
Leona J. Atkinson 04-09-13
Slowly, silently, now the moon fades away,
just as all my dreams have done, one by one,
and I sit here staring at a blackened sky,
wondering WHY?
Why did clouds of doubt come rolling in
and cover up my hopes within?
Just when I thought my dreams were big and bright,So within reach, a blink and they were gone,
just like the moon slowly, silently, hides behind that cloud of gray.
Why, Why, couldn’t they stay?
The answer lies within my heart. I must learn not to doubt.
My faith tells me to trust, wait and obey,
for another dream will appear one day.
For just as the moon will rise and shine again,
so will my dreams….though I know not when.
In my Creator’s time, they will come to me,
and be fulfilled, as I do my part, to trust
and believe with my heart.
Slowly, silently the moon returns
from it’s hiding place behind the cloud.
I smile, as I rejoice in hope, for in it’s light I see,
a new dream rising up in front of me.
–Leona J. Atkinson 04-01-13
Leonas Lines--Poetry Plus 