Time

2020.06.22 Road Away edit

The grip astounding
An infant’s tiny fingers
Grasping loving hands
A toddler will not be lost
Becoming independent
As school days slip by
A graduate holding tight
The papers of passage shown
Successful for leaving home
The world spending spins
Hands gripped close tight
A wedding holding delight
Relative some grow gray
Faint furrowed hands slip
Like dust through fingers
Unable to end the lapse
Tears soaking faces, for the years
Suddenly gone away in the fray;
Time fleeting as tender smiles
Leave all in shadows by and by.

Recall

When foundations shake
When the sky begins to pale
When fear makes us quake,
Suddenly we realize
We looked away, ah surprise.
The Son will call us,
Refocus our attention
Back to His matters
As tears leave us with splatters,
Jesus pulls souls from tatters.
What we wish, desire,
He gives us better attire,
For we all belong
The Lord does not forsake us,
Holds us, gives plenty of time.
Salvation shines on
Lighting everything inside
So we outer glow,
Gravitating toward Christ
Throughout moments of lifetimes
Given victorious smiles, saved
For us, though, we drifted away.

2020.06.15 Spaces

A Thing, Well A Few

Prompted Positive Poetry’s Prompt #61 was “Fishnet.” I went off in a strange direction and did some derivations on a photo.

2020.06.09 Clockworks edited changed

This is not the poem I lost; I liked it better. I am toying with thoughts of which I cannot be the host. Catch release is all the rage to my overactive mind. Not sure I like the electric blue either, but black looked all wrong.

This following is out of the very verbose journaling. Those are two conjoined Tanka.

Machined

This existence is
Riddled with holes, the who, what,
How, why, that I am –
Knowing it is not enough
Normal for others to want.
Me, just wishing to
Belong somewhere with someone,
Who fully loves me
Though I am strange within – out,
Who would reassure my doubts.

I have a free trial of Spotify Premium. I love the Deep Focus channel, the one simply titled, Sleep, and oh, Music for Reading. Of course, The Rolling Stones and Queen get playtime as well.

I wonder if I should catch you up on my reading. I have not done that in a while, and there are some titles you might like.

Muses

I tend to surround myself with objects that pique my imagination. Recently, I moved this magnificent unicorn to my writing space. He had long been consigned to my bedroom and an end table in the common area.

The little shell animals belonged to Mom. They tend to entice my whimsy.

I hope you have things that spark your creativity. Sometimes it is challenging to evince imagination, and we need every significant influence we can call to our aid.

Thankful Thursday

Indebted

Be grateful for all
You have, all there is, in all
Times, every season.
You are truly blessed,
Gratitude opens the doors
For abundance to flood
Toward you, profusely.
Make gratefulness
Your magnificent mission,
Your constant prayer.

Gratitude List
I am thankful:

1. Alex called.

2. Reba called.

3. Books to read.

4. Music.

5. Wookie.

6. Tribble.

7. Internet.

8. Writing.

9. Editing.

10. Devices
and friends.