
Upturned
Branches of hope,
Dreaming of spring’s promise,
Reach as if anticipating
New life
Cinquain

Upturned
Branches of hope,
Dreaming of spring’s promise,
Reach as if anticipating
New life
Cinquain

Discouraged, tearfully
I picked up the broken pieces.
Another trial.
Reaching for the Light of hope
To show me the way
I prayed for healing and strength
To mend broken wings
So I might fly, to try again
‘Til I reach heaven’s reward
Choka
OctPoWriMo 2019
Word Prompts:
Discouraged, Broken Wings, Healing,
Strength, Calm, Acceptance
“Our heart mends as our inner self—the central or innermost part of our identity—is wrapped around the Light inside of us, rather than around the people who have harmed us. This one small step changes the way we see things”. Suzanne Eller

Middle aged lady
Looking tense,
Holds cardboard sign,
“Need 25 Cents”
Curious, I roll my window down.
“Just a quarter? Why?”
“I’m saving money,
A bus ticket to buy”
“My husband just died,
Family don’t care,
Want me to leave too,
But I need bus fare”
“A friend in Arizona
Told me she’d give me a room
I just need to get there,
Need to go very soon”
“So I’m saving quarters,
or whatever I can,
To leave this place,
That’s my plan.”
Only cash I had was a few coins.
“It’s all I have to give” I say
“It adds up” she smiles,
“Thanks for helping me today”
The light turns green,
I wave a quick Good bye,
“God Bless” I say
Thankful I took time to ask why.
In two minutes at a red light
It’s amazing what you can learn,
Just roll your window down,
And show some concern.
Rhyme

Two little girls cry out in the night
“Mommy!” they say to no one in sight
A blanket of fear holds them tight
As strangers tell them “It’ll be alright”
Sitting on concrete at the light
Her youthful trembling hands of white
Hold up a sign stating her plight
Holding back tears with all her might
Twin girl’s Mom won’t give up the fight
To make their future bright
Rhyme
10 lines—each line 8 syllables—Rhyme
For the creative writing class I am currently taking I tried to rewrite my original Tanka written on September 4, 2019, into a 10 line poem using the line “sitting on concrete” while also using parts of the lines “thin white hands” and “two little girls” in some way.
This poem is what I came up with after quite some deliberation.

I see you
Walking about
Standing on the street corner
Holding a cardboard sign that says
It all
Cinquain

How long
The winds do blow
Upon my weary head!
I dig in my heels, standing firm
In Him.
Cinquain
As you therefore have received Christ Jesus the Lord, so walk in Him,
rooted and built up in Him and established in the faith, as you have been taught, abounding in it with thanksgiving.
Colossians 2:6-7 NKJV

Promises
Of sunny days
Dissolve as the dark clouds linger.
Each day summer’s warmth is cut short
It seems.
Cinquain
This summer we have not seen many sunny warm days.
The weather has been usually cool and even rainy.
Our fruit and vegetables have been aching for sunshine in order to ripen.
Each day I check the Weather App and smile as it tells me the high will be 80-85 and then as the day progresses my smile fades as the sun stays hidden and the temp doesn’t rise as predicted.
I keep hoping though that one of these days I will see summer arise again!

Place your Hope in God
Never Give Up—Be Happy!
Experience God’s Peace
Because God Loves You
His Kindness is un-ending
Tanka

Tiny remora
Surrounds, holds me back
All my human strength
Not enough to overcome
Only blood of Christ
Can wash it away
Syllabic Verse
Remora is today’s “The Word of the Day” at Dictionary.com
See the definition and interesting origin of this word “remora” at this link:
http://www.dictionary.com/e/word-of-the-day/remora-2019-07-15/
In ancient times, the remora was believed to stop a ship from sailing. In Latin, remora means “delay”, while the genus name Echeneis comes from Greek εχειν, echein (“to hold”) and ναυς, naus (“a ship”). In a notable account by Pliny the Elder, the remora is blamed for the defeat of Mark Antony at the Battle of Actium and, indirectly, for the death of Caligula.[15] A modern version of the story is given by Jorge Luis Borges in Book of Imaginary Beings(1957).
Source:Wikipedia

Abundant
Blessings in the Lord
Plethora
Opulence
Of grace, love, mercy,
Faith and hope in Christ
Shadorma
And the grace of our Lord was exceedingly abundant, with faith and love which are in Christ Jesus. 1 Timothy 1:14
Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who according to His abundant mercy has begotten us again to a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead, 1 Peter 1:3