Prompt
Today, I rose before the sun and wrote seven poems before lunch, four of which I share. Unlucky thirteen? How is thirteen for you? Do you fear it or defy it? Create something!
Swerve
The path ahead is narrow
There is little space to waste
A moment out of real-time,
But coming round a curve
The sudden traffic stops, swerve!
On the grass, signed, “Keep Off!”
The forest beckons, a dream welcomes,
Crystal shines, the path behind,
But entering the story between the lines
Adventure takes hold, sweeps off the reek
Of buildings and pollution, here safe to keep –
Creativity impinging every minute, wild awake.
Sometimes Red, Others Green
The mind can close, bars in, gates down, red,
Tools to separate ideas, thoughts, imagination – pushed
Until the opening, green, when everything flows
Bringing chaos together, intellect unleashed – tempestuous dreams.
Place Yourself
The page, a world, wide-open,
The canvas, an ever-emerging vision,
The photograph, anything, anywhere, seen,
The pan, pot – whatever is gotten, mixed, hot,
The lesson captured wisdom, learning sought,
The film, bringing imagination alive, action caught,
The music, no static, instruments, voices, well-arranged,
The business, constant motion, full-accounting, bills paid,
All things in unison, talent-focused, money made;
Ideas merge artistry, creation, creators, each trying
To make life worth the sands running down,
The moments a treasure, pleasure, of being –
Who we become on the journey toward Heaven’s gates.
Bits of Evanescence
You, whoever thought pronounces thee
Are not in any sort of captivity
Though you may feel caged, you are free
To be the one you want and need to be.
This world, its shadows are not yours, mine,
We transform what seems into joy we find
When our souls are given ample space, time,
To become caring, gracious, generous, kind.
No barrier can imprison, prevent, shackle Love,
It goes wherever hearts open to the treasure trove
Carried in all the feeling fully expressed
Given to others without return’s expectation, blessed.
Happiness born in simplicity
Sharing the goodness of spirit, aptly,
Feeding the yearnings, bestowing energy,
To turn life into Love’s overwhelming ministry.
However, Whatever, Wherever, Whenever, Why? Volume Twelve will begin soon, either today or tomorrow. I finished filling Volume Eleven this morning in an extraordinary burst of verse. I started it on Saturday, June 19, 2021, and ended it today.
Gratitude List
I am thankful:
1. I got up early today after falling asleep exceptionally early last night.
2. Writing seven poems in one session.
3. I did not have to go out yesterday because I had a virtual appointment with my doctor.
4. Having no reason to go to town today.
5. Still mobile, still here; every day is a gift.
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