Covered in snow
The mountain
Majestic it stands
Syllable Lune
Tag: Oregon
Forest Fire
Years of life gone
With one careless act
Lone log remains
Haiku
Haiku Horizons Weekly Challenge Week#194 Prompt: Log
This prompt caused me to remember the terrible fires in Oregon this year. So much destruction was caused by one careless act.
Wet Lands
Flash Floods in the land
Fall has come to Oregon
The rains are back
Haiku
A Cry for Mercy
“No more rain Lord”
A wet flooded Houston crys
“Rain Lord, we need rain ”
Oregonians praying
Wildfires raging
And flood waters displacing
Elements ignore
Our Nation is on its knees
May God’s mercy be upon us
Choka
Let thy mercy, O LORD, be upon us, according as we hope in thee. Psalm 33:22
Rock of Refuge
Overwhelmed
Just too much to do
In deep waters
Near drowning
In need of a helping hand
To help me overcome
Shadorma
…when my heart is overwhelmed: lead me to the rock that is higher than I. Psalm 61:2
Winter in Oregon
Its snowing again
Winter’s presence now known
All the ground is white
Winter makes news again
Record snow levels
Are set across our state
Cold temperatures
Turn Oregon rains icy
We try to stay warm inside
Choka
Million Tiny Miracles
Million miracles
Falling from heaven above
Celebrate sight!
Haiku
For more interesting information and photos on snowflakes visit this link: “Treasures of the Snow”–Snowflake Bentley
The Rains Return
There are gloomy skies in Portland
The persistent rains have come back
And many people think it’s grand
There are gloomy skies in Portland
In pouring rain some love to stand
And their love for rain doesn’t lack
There are gloomy skies in Portland
The persistent rains have come back
Triolet
(I was thinking of my grandson Dylan when I wrote this poem. He loves the rain so very much)
Cast-Aways
Left sitting,
Used, unwanted,
Rejected,
Abandoned.
Sitting like an old drink cup,
No one needs or notices
Shadorma
(This poem was inspired as I was cleaning out the inside of my car. My grand-children often leave their empty soda cups behind after we have had lunch at a fast food restaurant. Upon seeing these empty, used, un-wanted cups my mind thought of the great homeless problem the nearby city of Portland, OR is facing. I hope this poem brings awareness to the ever growing problem of homelessness in Portland, OR. and that the link to the news story regarding the problem will be read by those who might be able to help in providing a solution some way.)
Keep Looking Up
“Everything happens for a reason”
Is what mother used to always say
“Today troubles may visit you”
“But tomorrow’s a new day”
” Always keep looking up”
“God will make a way”
“This too shall pass”
“Don’t dismay”
“Just trust,
N’ pray”
Reverse Etheree
Leona J. Atkinson 2016
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