Worrying thoughts creep
Disturbing sleep
Fears rise steep
Calm hard to keep
Doubts start to heap
But faith runs deep
Causing joy to leap
Courage to seep
And victory does reap
Rhyme
Worrying thoughts creep
Disturbing sleep
Fears rise steep
Calm hard to keep
Doubts start to heap
But faith runs deep
Causing joy to leap
Courage to seep
And victory does reap
Rhyme
Much of life is spent
Organizing
Our thoughts, items, and time
Syllable Lune
Objects left behind,
Old out dated wooden lamps
And a tamborine,
That made no sound because
It had no jingles,
Only leather cords hanging
In braids, when shaken
They made no noise at all,
In someone’s storage shed.
Choka
In my dream last night I was a worker who was part of a cleanup team that cleared out and cleaned up houses that had been recently vacated for some reason, perhaps by people moving away or from them passing on from this life.
In this one particular scene I and others in my group, who I don’t know, no one was revealed to me, came upon a storage shed that was filled with old, quality made, wooden objects, like hand carved lamps and such. One of my companions wondered if the people would be returning to take these items as they seemed to be of value, but though they were beautifully carved wood they were outdated, and I thought that might be the reason they were left behind.
At the end of the shelf I saw a tambourine, and when I picked it up it made no sound. I saw it was because it had no jingles, only braided leather ropes hanging down. I swished it back and forth but it was silent.
Then I awoke and am now pondering what this dream might mean, either for me or someone else.
One thought I had was that instruments or objects weren’t being used for the purpose they’d been created for.
The tambourine wasn’t meant to be silent. It’s jingles we’re missing rendering it useless, but why it had leather braids is still a mystery to me…
Also, the fine quality carved wood lamps were not being used for the purpose they were created for. They were being hidden in a storage unit, sitting idle in a shelf, not showing the beautiful workmanship of their creator and not shining their light as they were supposed to do.
Hmmmm… interesting thoughts…
(I tried drawing as best I could the images I saw in my dream, also now wondering if the carved diamond shapes have any meaning…)
Your comments are welcomed. Any thoughts??
Thank you.
I arose early
But not before the sun
Opening the blinds
Revealed a gray squirrel
Burying his treasures
In my plants, (little rascal)
As the coffee perked
I watched events unfold
Sleep would’ve hidden from me
Maintenence man
Digging up the dead bushes
In my back yard
Birds chattering at stray cat
Cars passing by as
My little corner of world
Awakens to another
Day of life, unknowing what it
Will bring, we all grasp it with hope
Double Choka
While walking thru life in these shoes
I saw things I didn’t want to see
Came upon things I didn’t choose
While walking thru life in these shoes
I walked away from things I hated to lose
Stood firm when when I wanted to flee
While walking thru life in these shoes
I saw things I didn’t want to see
Triolet
Yes, many things I’ve seen and done in my 75 years, but nothing has quite been like what I am seeing and experiencing now during this virus.
I pray all our shoes will stand strong so that we will all be walking away from this time in our lives healthy and free to really live life again in a world that is free from this terrible disease.
What will this day bring?
Birds begin to sing,
What a cheerful sound!
Signs of Spring abound.
Daffodils in bloom,
Chase winter’s gloom.
Winter’s letting go,
My heart’s all aglow!
Syllabic Rhyme
The past,
And the future.
The two thieves of our thoughts,
That rob today of its potential
For good.
Cinquain
Writing releases thoughts of mind and heart
Poetry captures feeling
Journaling reminds, records
Painting lets feelings flow
Dance brings release
Music infuses
Art inspires
My heart
Daily
Nonet
Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life. —Pablo Picasso
Looking with your heart
Through the eyes of God
Reveals hidden things
Syllable Lune
This week I chose to do a 33 Dot Art Drawing.
It was explained as an experience to discover hidden things in your art that at first glance your eyes might not see but that through prayer God might want to reveal to you.
It sounded intriguing so I decided to try it.
Instructions are: with paper and pencil shut your eyes and make 33 dots on the paper. Open eyes and connect the dots in one continuous line without lifting the pencil from the paper.
Pray and ask God to show you what He might want you to see or what He wants to reveal to you.
It might take some time to see and know exactly what that might be, because for me, at first glance, I only saw Disney animals in my dot drawing—Goofy, Pluto and Dumbo, but then after a few days of prayer and pondering I saw the Hammer, and then the Bible verse in Jeremiah 23:29 came to mind.
The end result was an amazing work of art that I feel God wanted me to create!
Thoughts of cherry trees on
Gloomy winter afternoon
Paintbrush reads my mind
Haiku