Posted in October 2019, Shadorma

Focal Point

Oil Slick photo

What do you see?,

The sun shining bright

Glorious

Flecks of gold,

Streaks of light streaming downward,

Or darkness creeping?

Shadorma

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Posted in Free Verse, September 2019

In the Latter Season of Life

Fall season

In the Fall season of life

It seems the sun wanes,

It’s lost its strength.

It doesn’t cast warm rays as long,

Nor with as great intensity,

As when in its summer season

Of life.

Then it was so bright and strong,

Vibrant, heated, remaining long,

But now it’s lost it’s fervor.

Yet, it still shines.

It still rises.

It still does what it was created to do.

It gives light,

Even though limited.

It doesn’t give up.

It shows up.

Do you?

Free Verse

Posted in Haibun, July 2019

Keep Shining Bright

Penny

Shining in the sun

Though a bit worn down from its use

Penny catches my eye

There lying in an obscure place, just off the beaten path was a penny.

I probably would never have noticed it if the sun hadn’t been shining as most of it was worn from use and dulled. It’s edges were rough, as if it had been chewed up a bit by a machine.

However, today in the sunlight it shone brightly enough for me to notice and that made me think of how I reflected my life.

What did people see when they looked at me? Was I shining in the light of the Son?

Was I noticeable or just obscure.? Was I making a difference in people’s lives?

I might be worn and weary, but I should still be shining out the light of Christ.

Something this little penny in my path made me ponder.

Haibun

Posted in April 2019, NaPoWriMo 2019, Sonnet-(English)

From: ________ To:_________

Girl barefoot with suitcase

From the Midwest prairie there arose,

A blue eyed country girl, quiet and shy.

Twas a simple, honest life she chose,

Enjoying nature’s wood, and clear blue sky,

Til years, and bitter tears, drew her away

To the bright city lights and noisy nights,

Bringing many sorrows and great dismay,

Filled with untrue friends and foolish fights.

But suddenly, one night, arose a light,

Telling her to return whence she came,

And visions of the prairie she did sight,

Helping her heal from all the grief and shame.

Once more, now barefoot, she stands

Upon simple, Midwestern prairie lands.

SONNET–ENGLISH:

(3 Quatrains (4 line stanzas) and 1 Couplet (2 line stanza) equals 14 lines–10 syllables each line– Rhyme: abab cdcd efef gg–problem posed in the first 12 lines/Volta=solution in last 2 lines)

#NaPoWriMo 2019–Day 11—Prompt: write a poem of origin.