Posted in Haiku

Rainman’s Visit

Red rose in bloom with raindrops on petals

Morning reveals an

Overnite visitor

Teardrops on petals

Haiku

Posted in Christian, Etheree, January 2017

Ribbons of Life

Ribbons of Life watercolor painting , original painting by Leona J. Atkinson
Life’s

Ribbons

Teardrops flow

Pain overwhelms

Trials seem to grow

Hope slowly declines 

The future looks so dim

Yet thru all these ribbons glows

The strong and sure symbol of Him

He nevers leaves us nor forsakes us

Etheree

Yesterday I decided to do a watercolor tapestry of my life.

I planned to use different colors and drawings to represent my various life events. Well, not being an artist, the whole painting ended up looking like a timeline of colors with some childish doodle drawings. The one thing that stood out was a brown cross that I drew, however, the rest of it I knew I would need to redo.

The whole painting had a good message as I explained it, it just needed a better appearance.   

So, this morning I had the thought to just wash the whole painting clean with water and start over, kind of like a new life, new beginning. So I did. I loaded my shammy with water and washed and rubbed. In the end most of the paint disappeared, some just faded and all the drawings washed away EXCEPT THE CROSS!  Honest! 

The Cross didn’t fade nor change at all! It did not erase thru all I did! All the other drawings were drawn with the same watercolor pencils as the Cross, and they all erased, but it did not! AMAZING! 

It seemed God was speaking to me in this, telling me that nothing can ever erase the message of the Cross. That what Christ accomplished thru His death on the Cross will always remain and that if we believe and receive Him as our Savior and Lord He will never leave us nor forsake us. 

This seemed so profound to me that I decided to name the new painting “Ribbons of Life” to represent that no matter what happens to us in our life, if we have believed and received Jesus as our Savior and Lord, He will always be there with us thru it all! 

Posted in Free Verse, November 2013, November PAD Chapbook Challenge 2013

Festival Park Revisited

Today I drove past the places we had been,
not too long ago,  
and no one knew except me,
that the same street I was on today,     
was the very one we had ridden our bikes down
that rainy day in June.

I remembered how we had gotten so soaked from the pouring rain,
that our hair dripped in our eyes,
and our shoes squished when we walked,
but we held hands and laughed,
and listened to the band play,
and we were warm and happy.

Today, it is not raining,
my shoes are dry and the sun is shining,      
but there is no music
and everything seems cold and empty.        

Teardrops replace the raindrops in my eyes,
because I am here, and you are not….

Free Verse
Leona J. Atkinson  11-03-13
(In Remembrance of 10-28-1989)