Refresh yourselves
Come all you who thirst
All are welcome
Refresh yourselves
With the living water
Only He provides
Syllabic Verse
“…Jesus stood and cried, saying, If any man thirst, let him come unto me, and drink. He that believeth on me, as the scripture hath said, out of his belly shall flow rivers of living water.”
John 7:37-38 KJV
Some days
You just have to
Be creative
Formative
And design your own sunshine
Using whats given
Shadorma
Once again My eyes see
God’s reminder.
Rainbow fills the sky
Syllable Lune
The few
Essential ones
Their dedication and
Skills kept us going at night and day
Let’s not
Forget
Their faithful determination
To face fear head on
In such a time
As this
Butterfly Cinquain
While I appreciate and salute all who served as essentials during COVID-19, I specifically want to dedicate this poem to my grand-daughter Vivian, age 21, who is a care-giver at a nursing home.
Vivian faithfully worked many long and extra shifts to take care of the residents during quarantine.
And also, want to dedicate this poem to my other grand-daughter’s boyfriend, Michael, age 20, who is an auto maintenance worker, earning minimum wage. Micheal faithfully worked many long days and extra hours with no extra raise in wages during this time of pandemic.
Thanks to both of these hard working young people and many others I don’t know.
Let’s remember it was people like this that kept our country going during the pandemic.
A time
Of refreshing
Has come, wash off that
Weariness, shake away worry
And soar
Cinquain
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It comes and goes
That smiling sunshine
I wish it would stay
Longer than a day
One day I’m in boots
The next in sandels
One day its raincoats
The next sunglasses
Oregon springtime
Its a guessing game
Syllabic Verse
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
What was
Once mundane,
Was found, and chosen by
Loving hands, to be a new creation.
Transformed
Completely
By the artist to become His.
A unique work of art
Glorifying
His love
Butterfly Cinquain
Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, the new creation has come: The old has gone, the new is here! 2 Corinthians 5:17
Kissed by the sun
Yellow rose
Petals blushing pink
Syllable Lune
First rose of 2020 in bloom on my rose bush today.
Sound of a lawnmower
The smell of freshly cut grass
Childhood memories
Of summertime mornings
And Saturday chores
Mom cleaning the whole house
Dad working in the yard
Me trying in vain to sleep in
Cus my sheets gotta be washed
Choka
Thursday is usually the day the landscapers cut the grass here in the complex where I live. Since today was a warm sunny day ( in the 70’s) I was outside tending to my plants and experienced that smell of freshly cut grass, which I love, and it also brought back some childhood memories of summertime Saturdays. 😊
Leonas Lines--Poetry Plus 