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.

Fall Out

I avoid going out
Because it makes me
Uneasy,
But medical needs
Become primary,
Today knee shots,
Last four of a series
Of twelve, shorts, tee.
The need for things
Drove me to Sam’s Club,
It was CRAZY!
No paper goods at all
And lines worse than
During the holidays.
I kept not touching
My face with my hands,
But the wrist for hair
In my eyes, irritant.
At Kroger I made
Some lady mad,
I did not know why.
Got out of there
Quick time,
The place was a mess.
The disorder in both
Stores was disorienting.
Mailed a letter at the P.O.
In the drop.
Decided to have
Haircut,
Sanity was a factor.
The librarians asked
Where my bag was,
I have not been in
Months.
I stocked up on
Books,
You know, in case
Of apocalypse.
The fear out there
Was palpable,
The desperation
Was frightening,
The majority
Of people were
On the edge of control.
I stay home a lot,
Right now,
I think the pandemic
Has me working
On being home
Even
More than usual.
It was peculiar
How the tension
Seemed near to
Boiling to the
Surface.
It had no sense
Of understanding
It breathed meanness.
I was even more pleased
To return home than
Usual.
I do not have a fully
Developed idea of how
This may go, but
You all that are
Out there every day
I am praying you
Stay safe.
The panic of a pandemic,
It seems well underway.

This was after the haircut.

Pardon me for writing about this today. It has been difficult settling and much on my mind. I am hoping others do not experience it as I did. I think I am set for a bit here.

The weather was beautiful today, which was a grace.

Maybe I will be back with something, or perhaps I will just settle myself. This has caused me much concern. I do not like to see the world fall into disarray.

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.