Posted in October 2019, Shadorma

Saved by the Light

Sunset sky

Burden’s gone

I’ve been set free

From sin’s snare

And death’s grip

I sit in the heavenly places

Safe at Jesus feet

Shadorma

OctPoWriMo 2019

Word Prompts: Float, Light, Burden, Free, Meaning, Sublime

Posted in Choka, October 2019

Mending the Broken Pieces

Broken windchimb

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

                                                                                                       

Posted in October 2019, Tanka

Power Outage

Power cord in outlet with light bulb

As darkness creeps in,

Fear raises its ugly head.

Silence prevails.

I pray for a solution.

Suddenly light fills the room!

Tanka

The power went out this evening all over town. No one seemed to know what caused the widespread outage.

It was near supper time and getting close to sunset. Darkness was slowly coming upon us and hunger was also. The silence was deafening in my home as I’d become accustomed to hearing the sound of the refrigerator, computer and hum of other appliances. Time passed slowly. I wondered how much longer we all would be without the conveniences electricity brings. I tried not to use my phone in order to save the battery since I didn’t know when I’d be able to charge it again. I prayed whatever happened would get repaired soon.

And then, after waiting an hour and a half the lights came back on! What a welcoming sight! It’s amazing how dependent we’ve become on electricity isn’t it?

Posted in Loop, October 2019, Scripture

Embracing the Light

Oil Slick photo showing light and darkness

Power of darkness is broken

Broken are the heavy chains

Chains that kept me accepting darkness

Darkness that now no longer remains

God in rich mercy sent His Son to deliver

Deliver me from the power of darkness

Darkness flees the embracing light

Light of the Kingdom I now possess

Loop Poem

He has delivered us from the power of darkness and conveyed usinto the kingdom of the Son of His love, Colossians 1:13 NKJV

OctPoWriMo 2019 prompts: broken, darkness, embracing light,–suggested form: Loop

Loop Poetry is a poetry form created by Hellon. There are no restrictions on the number of stanzas nor on the syllable count for each line.

In each stanza, the last word of the first line becomes the first word of line two, last word of line 2 becomes the first word of line 3, last word of line 3 becomes the first word of line 4.

This is followed for each stanza. The rhyme scheme is abcb.

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