Freckled flowers nod
All across the forest green
Flurries of Foxgloves
Haiku
Tag: photograph from Pixabay
Greeter
Welcome!
My name is Mat
I meet and greet you daily
I put myself out there for you
Just smile
Acknowlege that I am sincere
My heart’s very fragile
Not a Door Mat
I’m real
Butterfly Cinquain
A Greeter is a person who greets people entering a store, church service, or other public place. When I wrote this poem I was thinking of Dennis who is a greeter at our local Walmart store. He is always friendly and outgoing no matter the day or time. He always greets with a smile, handshake, fist bump and good word. So many people appreciate his sincere friendly attitude. The world can surely use more people like this!
Global Greeter Network official | Come as a guest, leave as a friend
Today’s Choice
I am at crossroads
Today I have to make a choice
Which road shall I take
One marked Fear or Faith
Mind reels toward Fear
Heart wants to step out on Faith
Truth tells me to trust
And boldly take the step
To walk on Faith’s road today
Choka
At Calvary
Soldiers on the way to Calvary
Just another day at Calvary
Roman law is in play at Calvary
Criminals will pay at Calvary
On crosses they will lay at Calvary
Crime they will slay at Calvary
Amongst the noisey fray at Calvary
Some kneel to pray at Calvary
For One sent to stay at Calvary
Is a King they say at Calvary
Son of God on display at Calvary
Father’s will to obey at Calvary
I honor Him today at Calvary
For He lives, Yay! at Calvary
Looking at Life
When I was wee,
A small Baby,
I saw things you couldn’t see.
Life was a fantasy, a mystery
Everything was new to me!
And as Child,
It continued to be.
I walked thru Life aimlessly,
Filled with glee,
Happy just to be!
Life looked so carefree!
Then in Puberty,
I began to disagree,
And searched to find life’s key,
For Life indeed was a mystery,
Filled with rules and conspiracy,
All aimed at me,
To destroy my complacency.
As a Young Adult of twenty three,
I saw Life as very weighty,
Filled with great responsibility.
I needed wisdom to find victory,
From life’s woes and useless worry.
So to others I issued a plea,
I asked them to join with me,
To learn and overcome life’s complexity,
So we could fulfill our dreams easily,
And make good life a reality.
And as an Adult I worked tirelessly,
Into Middle Age to capture those dreams for me,
I saw life as a potpourri,
Filled with things not reachable to me,
And from work I longed to be set free,
From this life of inequality.
I finally saw Life in reality.
And as a Senior now I do see,
Life as a river slowly passing me,
And in it I see
The things of real quality,
They are the friends and family,
Who linger and stand by me,
To offer love and the ability,
To enjoy life now in tranquility.
Looking back I must agree,
My Life looked best,
as a wee Baby.
Rhyme
The End of an Enterprise
Gone are the days
Of mud pies
That childhood imaginations
Turned into clay ashtrays
Carefully painted
In gaudy colors
By my neighborhood friend
And I
We were entrepreneurs
Out to make our fortunes
At age six
Elegy
The Gift of Time
Time
Precious gift
Received today
Unwrapping it and using wisely
Now
Oddquain
Purpose
Being
Here I am
Living in the Present
Becoming whom I was meant to be
Created for a purpose by Creator
God Almighty, who is the Great I AM
Sensing my destiny
I live Now
Being
Rictameter
Breastplate of Faith
Patrick is Ireland’s patron saint
Though a true Irishman he ain’t
A simple sheep herder was he
A slave he was til age twenty
Then he met God and caused the devil to faint
Limerick
“The Breastplate,” Patrick’s poem of faith and trust in God
Determination
Stand firm
In the Present.
The Past laps at your heels,
Dont let it creep in and spoil the
Future.
Cinquain
Leonas Lines--Poetry Plus 