Wind whispers
With a chilly voice.
Daylight turns off her light
Earlier, as each evening fades
Away.
Calendar creeps forward to the
Predetermined time
Autumn’s debut
Will come.
Butterfly Cinquain
(Trying to enjoy each summer day while it lasts!)
Tag: time
Created to Fly
I hear the message “It’s Time”
Yet my butterfly wings won’t fly
I want to soar, be sublime
I hear the message “It’s Time”
I want to rise in my prime
I want to circle the sky
I hear the message “It’s Time”
Yet my butterfly wings won’t fly
Triolet
Butterflies were created to fly but did you know they can’t fly if they are cold?
Butterfly Kinesiology: Keeping Warm and Staying Aloft
https://animals.howstuffworks.com/insects/butterfly2.htm
I can also relate this to myself, in that unless I say close to The Son, abiding in Him to receive the warmth of the Father’s love, I will not be able to stay aloft to reach my full potential and do what I was created for.
Something to think about today as I sit and watch the butterflies flutter about my yard in the summer sun.
World Overview
Quickly jotted notes
Faceless friends and family
Life passing by
Living in a timeclock
Checking Apple’s watch
Running life’s racetrack
In a zombie world
Filled with roads to nowhere
Lonely souls needing God.
Choka
#MayFalls19 Poetry Challenge-Day 2–Prompt:”quickly jotted notes”
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May Day
The time has come
May’s skirts rustle as she tiptoes
Through the dancing tulips
Sowing seeds of florescence
Carpeting the world with flowers
Tanka
#MayFalls19 Poetry Challenge-Day 1–Prompt:”The time has come”
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11:11
I often see the time 11:11 on clocks
Some think it’s a angelic sign
Some say it’s promising sucess
But really, it’s not either of those
It’s telling me I’m late to work
Syllabic Verse
#silverleafcontest #NapoWriMo 2019-Day 20-Off Prompt
An Idea
I came
Like a soft breeze,
Silent, barely felt
By the mighty world around me.
A seed
Blown in by the wind to settle,
Unnoticed, until it
Grew up and brought life
To this place.
Butterfly Cinquain
#NaPoWriMo2019 Day 3–Prompt write a poem involving time. This maybe a bit off Prompt but i thought it seemed to fit.
Coming Soon
The sun has come forth to help us
Celebrate Spring’s soon return
She awaits now in the shadows
Behind time’s curtain
Sending forth samples
Of her season’s
Glimpse of new
Life and
Warmth
Nonet
Count The Days
We count our life in years,
But what about the days?
All the seconds of life?
Cherish all the minutes.
It’s in those moments,
Memories are made,
Chances are taken,
Changes often happen.
Treasure every breath.
Celebrate each day.
Give thanks for your life.
Syllabic Verse
My grand-daughter messaged me today to tell me I have lived 27,365 days so far! Where did all those days go?
It seems a lot longer when you view your life as days rather than years!
It’s pretty amazing to think about, and so inspired the thoughts for this poem.
January’s Journal
Thirty one blank pages
written upon.
Their newness fades.
Resolutions
slipping away.
January
bids us goodbye.
Syllabic Verse
Tarry Time
New Year days in flight,
Flying away like fall leaves.
What is your vision?
Are your dreams anchored down,
To withstand the winds of time?
Tanka
And the LORD answered me, and said, Write the vision, and make it plain upon tables, that he may run that readeth it. For the vision is yet for an appointed time, but at the end it shall speak, and not lie: though it tarry, wait for it; because it will surely come, it will not tarry Habakkuk 2:2-3
Leonas Lines--Poetry Plus 