Poetry

I did not think I would find it in me to do any more work today. I am not well settled with myself, and I am sorry if it disturbs you to know this. Worry not. Days are challenges, always, just some tear at me worse than others. I was reading and realized a poem wanted to be. For me, when the words shimmer and trill, I better busy myself, or I will be more ill than ill. So be it…

Poetry

The graceful leap of ideas –

Casting lures aptly baited
With irresistible word
Gathered, (stolen), from dragon hordes
And memorized vocabulary of
Spelling Bees.
Late nights, (early hours), spent
Flashlight reading
Under covers fresh warm surround,
Pouring over dictionaries, encyclopedias,
Maps, travel brochures, thesauruses,
As many as would be found.
Studying Bible verses and ancient poets
Until meaning is engraved on who one is,
Seeking images, highlights, making
Adventure in every visited space,
Harmonies, lyrics, melodies lightly stored,
Every experience questioned, explored,
Each day providing, proving mystery,
Reasons, motives, dissected, laid bare.
Love throughout it all, yet doubt, fear,
Dual vines growing untempered,
But love more potent than any adversary
Filling heart, mind, soul with those
Sensibilities needed to become complete –
Writing the poems acquired for the desire
Of the choosing to sufficiently compete.

An instrument, malleable, beloved
Desiring to encourage, inspire, love,
Through the application of gifts.

I am most fortunate. There is much for which to be grateful, many graces we never realize. It is my hope that all of you remain safe and well. That you take this time while some things take a time-out to renew relationships and do some of the things you often don’t but enjoy.

Maybe the lesson for us is appreciation, sometimes we are so caught up we lose sight of blessings. Gratitude is a beautiful way to honor love and life.

Create. Creativity is destiny.

Alchemy

What of us who are
Unlike as earth and water,
Surrounded by air?
Can we find much in common
Together in sharing things?

Light breathes on fields, waves,
Shore kisses surf giving bits
In the wash and spray,
Earth witnesses ocean, river,
Providing base and surface.

Opinions diverge
The atmosphere becomes charged,
Violent manner quelled,
Animosity prohibited,
Civilized conversation reigns.

No stolen thunder,
No shrill banshee wails unleashed,
Gentle the turmoil –
Evoking tranquility,
Projecting calm, bringing peace.

Communication
Is our art for reasoning
Forging agreements
Bringing our society
Into greater possibility.

Our differences
We must recognize, treasure,
Encourage tolerance
For only Love can forestall
More horrible disasters.

We, diverse but like,
Needing one and another
Dependent, yet free,
You reflect with me, empathy,
Together we clearly see.

The poem was three verses when I transferred it. It did a sea change. I want you to know most often when I speak of Love it is the agape love we experience in Christ Jesus.

Yesterday really shook me. I do not know how much I will be writing.

I have never experienced pandemonium like that in the physical world before.

Anyway, you all take care. Blessings on each of you.

It’s Alright

You don’t have to hide
You are not called to carry
It all alone deep inside;
The fear, the struggle, the hurt,
It is okay to break the silence.
There are places of safety
Some people care tremendously,
Even when you feel broken
Mending can happen, scars
Can stop festering and heal.
It is hard to tell the story
Of what you have become,
But to find your freedom
To secure your peace, you
Need to share what is real.
Others can wipe your tears
They can hold your hands
Hugs can give security to wail,
Then you may find the strength
To go on, prevail, and flourish.
You can be surrounded by
Support, understanding, and
Love enough to lift you up
Helping you realize, even when
You are weak, it’s alright.

Live For The Sake Of Living

Wherever you are placed,
Whatever you are doing,
Whenever you spend the moment,
However you may be feeling,
Open your being, take everything in,
Because life is incomparable, blessed;
You are living such bounty
Love bathes you in astounding
Extravagance
Giving you vast multitudes
Of sensory and actual
Pleasure if you recognize
The gift of reality nourishing
Radiant realms of creativity
Within you to nurture your
Exceptionally unique soul.
Living is a precious present,
So many are here no longer –
Now is your appointed destiny
Please
Never waste your position, grasp
The aroma, music, opportunity,
Passion, sparkle, sweetness, wonder,
Live all out, no filter, in color, wild,
Outside the lines, testing the limit,
Choosing to be always free, chasing joy,
Loving as if love were all that matters,
And abundance will bless your hours.

No Wrong Answers

Creativity provides
Space, time, for the expression
Of all Love’s dimensions
Without failure, only learning
Gaining foundations
Of practical experience.
Every endeavor undertaken
Projects an aspect of truth
Leading imagination deeper
Into the molten heart
Of what possibility transmutes
When volcanic forces pour.
Explosions harnessed
Incur the success craved
When visualizing potential
In an environment of hope
Cultivated despite perceived
Calamities, dysfunctions, mistakes
Which contain probability kernels.
Questions generate no wrong
Answers only unbarred doors
To worlds wherein falling
Is profit moving forward
Because it encourages increasing
Attempts until mastery is acquired
And eventual satisfactory completion
Providing an upswelling surge
In the sense of peace and tranquility.

As a prompt, grab a Thesaurus or Dictionary, physical not Google, open it up. Take a trip around some pages, maybe jot down a few words that cling to you. Create something.