Posted in NaPoWriMo 2020, Reverse Etheree

I Am -Self Portrait

Leona-name Art
Alphabet Art by Leona J. Atkinson

I am my mother’s face in the mirror,

As I speak her favorite quotes

To myself, that “This Too Shall Pass”.

I am dad’s voice echoing,

“Don’t Forget, Smell The Flowers”.

I am God’s Spirit,

Reflecting Him

To the world,

At this

Time.

Reverse Etheree

#NaPoWriMo 2020–Prompt: Self Portrait Poem

This will be the 7th year that I will be participating in #NaPoWriMo April Poetry Poem A Day Challenge.

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Posted in December 2018, Etheree

Tis’ the Season

Evergreen, red bow, red berries, baby deer, snowy

Lights

Twinkling

Reflecting

Everywhere

Smiles are shared

With strangers on the street

Stores are filled with

Shoppers looking for once a year treats

To share with others generously

There’s just something about Christmas

Etheree

Posted in July 2018, Syllabic Verse

The Light of the Gospel

Candle light

Light, radiating,

Reflecting His image,

Casts luminous glow,

Dispelling darkness.

Glorious Gospel

Of Jesus The Christ

Syllabic Verse (5 syllables)

Jesus Christ is the True Light but

…the god of this world has blinded the minds of the unbelievers, to keep them from seeing the light of the gospel of the glory of Christ, who is the image of God. 2 Corinthians 4:4 ESV

Posted in June 2018, Triolet

Where Are You?

Field, clouds, sky

Is there someplace you’d rather be?

Or are you in your comfort zone?

Are you settled or wanting to be free?

Is there someplace you’d rather be?

Seeking a dream or a vision you see?

Need help or like being alone?

Is there someplace you’d rather be?

Or are you in your comfort zone?

Triolet

Posted in November 2013, November PAD Chapbook Challenge 2013, Religious, Rhyme

Creation reveals the Creator

Vic_Viv_LincolnCity_073113I gaze upon the ocean with her mighty roar,
while above me the eagle does soar. 

A crab, which is a work of Your
Own Hands,
is displayed for me upon the sands, 

as I walk and think and pray,
I give You thanks for every day. 

Thanks for the sun that shines and the moon’s fair light, 
the trees that shade and the stars at night. 
You made it all and called it good,
in six short days, as only You could. 

As I look around me and bless Your name,
I must remember Your greatest acclaim, 

the image of Yourself, created in others and me, 
people, reflecting Your beauty for all to see.  

 Rhyme   Leona J. Atkinson  11-05-13