Posted in July 2019, Syllabic Verse

Veggies vs Fruit

Fresh farm vegetables and fruit at the Market

Yesterday’s market

Abundance of fruit

All my favorites

Lavishly displayed

Berries red and blue

Cherries gleaming gold

Sugar kissed peaches

Fruitful paradise

Yet, vegetables

Were speaking to me

Not in audible

Like in Veggie Tales

But with visual

Attraction and scent

Vegetables spoke

Of their beauty

Fruit lover listened

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Posted in July 2019, Syllabic Verse

Beset by Remora

Remora, tiny sucker fish,
Image from: https://images.app.goo.gl/9LAESEiMA75akuML7

Tiny remora

Surrounds, holds me back

All my human strength

Not enough to overcome

Only blood of Christ

Can wash it away

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Remora is today’s “The Word of the Day” at Dictionary.com

See the definition and interesting origin of this word “remora” at this link:

http://www.dictionary.com/e/word-of-the-day/remora-2019-07-15/

In ancient times, the remora was believed to stop a ship from sailing. In Latin, remora means “delay”, while the genus name Echeneis comes from Greek εχειν, echein (“to hold”) and ναυς, naus (“a ship”). In a notable account by Pliny the Elder, the remora is blamed for the defeat of Mark Antony at the Battle of Actium and, indirectly, for the death of Caligula.[15] A modern version of the story is given by Jorge Luis Borges in Book of Imaginary Beings(1957).

Source:Wikipedia

Posted in July 2019, Syllabic Verse

Priorities

Hands clasped in prayer

So much that’s new

So much to do

So much to say

So much to pray

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Take time to pray

Prayer is man’s greatest power!

W. Clement Stone

Time to Pray

I got up early one morning

and rushed right into the day;

I had so much to accomplish

that I didn’t have time to pray.

Problems just tumbled about me,

and heavier came each task.

“Why doesn’t God help me?” I wondered.

He answered, “You didn’t ask.”

I wanted to see joy and beauty,

but the day toiled on, gray and bleak;

I wondered why God didn’t show me.

He said, “But you didn’t seek.”

I tried to come into God’s presence;

I used all my keys at the lock.

God gently and lovingly chided,

“My child, you didn’t knock.”

I woke up early this morning,

and paused before entering the day;

I had so much to accomplish

that I had to take time to pray.

—Author unknown

Posted in July 2019, Syllabic Verse

Scent-A-Mental Memories

Our Old House 1959
Our Old House 1959

My childhood alarm clock was varied, often ‘twas
Waking to the sound and smell of coffee perking.
Blurp, blurp, goes the old aluminum peculator,
A signal it was five am and mom was awake,
Bustling about the kitchen, making toast with jam.
I snuggle under the fresh smelling sheets and blankets,
Knowing I have another hour before I hear
Dad’s voice calling, “Leona! Time to get up.”
Those sounds, smells and sights are now memories
Of carefree days in my Illinois country home.

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Posted in July 2019, Syllabic Verse

Just One Word

Blackboard, open journal, flowers, message Write! It all begins with one word

Today I wrote a word

Just one short word

It sat there awhile

All alone it sat

Until inspiration

Caused it to grow

And multiply itself

Creating a story

Of three thousand words

The power of pen

And inspiration

Can change the world

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Posted in June 2019, Syllabic Verse

Blessings

Rocks painted by me and my grand-daughter
Rocks painted by me and my grand-daughter

Smile! Imagine Peace.

You Matter. Breathe.

Be Happy! And Dream.

Have Faith and Hope

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My grand-daughter and I had a “painting day” together today. We had fun painting inspirational rocks to put in my rock garden.

She was very creative and imaginative and turned two of the rocks into a horse face! 😊

Posted in June 2019, Syllabic Verse

Buttercup Blessings

Buttercup in bloom

You matter

So bloom

Wherever

Whenever

You can

Alone?

So what!

Someone

Will notice

Your smile

Perhaps

You will

Cheer them

Along

Their way

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Yesterday on my walk I was tired from the uphill climb to get to the grocery store and then on my way back I was burdened down with the two heavy bags I was carrying.

I stopped to rest on a bench and happened to notice a solitary Buttercup blooming. The little waxy bright yellow flower brought a smile to my face as it looked so cheerful. Even though it was not very big, nor in a prominent place, it still bloomed and in doing so made a difference in my life that day.

Remember—You Matter—wherever you are, bloom where you are planted, and you will make someone’s day better.