Posted in Cinquain

It’s A New Day

A time

Of refreshing

Has come, wash off that

Weariness, shake away worry

And soar

Cinquain

Posted in Scripture, Senryu

Living Stones

Painted Stone

Believers, we were

Not created to be pew sitters

We are Living Stones

Senryu

And you are living stones that God is building into his spiritual temple. What’s more, you are his holy priests. Through the mediation of Jesus Christ, you offer spiritual sacrifices that please God. 1 Peter 2:5 NLT

Posted in November 2019, Rhyme

Inspiration Is:

reach for the sky, sky, boy on ladder reaching

Inspiration is an impulse to try something new.
A revelation that your life’s work isn’t through.
A thought that stimulates an action,
Spurring you by stimulating traction.

Arousing a notion, increasing your might,
Inspiration awakens you in the night
To new possibilities.
It’s the brainchild of capabilities.

A spark that lights a flame,
It changes the same, reorders the game,
Illuminates the path to find your muse,
Unleashing creativity without excuse.

It may come as a flash, creating a rumble,
Causing the mundane to fall and crumble,
Awakening a vision, encouraging a dream,
Inflating your diminished self esteem.

Often it’s a whim, a hunch, an insight,
An idea that seems to just sound right.
A brainstorm that threatens your complicity,
Calling you revive an old ability.

It motivates you to flights of fancy,
Soaring to heights that may be chancy,
Yet elevating you to live in rife,
And experience an enthusiasm for life!

Rhyme

Posted in Butterfly Cinquain, July 2019

A Leaf in Summer

Brown dried up leaf in summer

Out of place?

Out of season?

A misfit in my path?

Or a reminder sent by God?

A note

To awaken me to count the days,

Wasting not a moment?

“Redeem the time”

He says.

Butterfly Cinquain

“Even in our best shape we are a brittle piece of mortality. Your life is a breath, don’t waste it.” —LeCrae

Posted in April 2019, Christian, NaPoWriMo 2019, Rhyme, Syllabic Verse

If

Ten Commandments

If I didn’t know You

As I truly do

I could tell a lie

And not blink an eye

Worship an idol

With any title

Use your name in vain

Or kill like Cain

Even cheat and steal

Without any ideal

Chosing not to laud

Parents and You, God

If I didn’t know You

As I truly do

I would break all Ten

As do some men

Mankind unaware

Living without care

Never to repent

On a knee that’s bent

Who’ve never heard

The Covenant word

If them I don’t tell

I’m guilty as well

Syllabic Verse/Rhyme

(Based on the Ten Commandments Of God)

#NaPoWriMo-Day 6-Prompt: Today, write a poem that emphasizes the power of “if,” of the woulds and coulds and shoulds of the world.