I thought of going To church today, but somehow Time did run away I was by myself, weathered In, and ice ridden, forbade. My dark chariot Sat like some sullen creature Dreaming of the charge But not to travel at large Lamented duty undone. The sun his rising Weak like a candle exposed To withering draft Only graying white woolen Peaked skies became on high. The crystals shining Where they lay combining ice With the passing snow Winter showering itself On those who thought not to know.
Prompt: Spin a work from pure imagination, create a mood and draw others deep into it. Personify an object should you wish, to add emotion.
Gratitude I am thankful: 1. The power is on. 2. Work was postponed. 3. I slept like a bunny nestled in. 4. The heat, it works. 5. I have food for the moment.
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It is Winter, I suppose, But as the weather is, who knows? A scattering murder of crows Wings away as daylight goes. Caught in these woods at sundown Cawing echoes, surrounding sound, Marking a spot in memory As the crows escape over the chimney. Ebony wings go forth, calling, It is backward, into the past falling My mind flys to times appalling But I try to busy be, Love installing.
Prompt: Think of something relating to Winter and create work informing your audience.
Gratitude I am thankful: 1. Work for the day is over. 2. I have drinks. 3. My phone. 4. The dogs. 5. Kindle.
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Amens The light of day approaches soft as a kiss The straw and trees become I clearly hear the arrival of birds A rooster in the distance crows As I open the door for the dogs I brace myself for the chill; Morning a pleasure given By God who holds it in His hands.
I Already Know The soft caress of love after long loneliness Being chosen for surprising tasks which honored me Studying and learning more than I dreamed or expected Living a fortunate life, blessed with family and friends; Life is a compendium of every moment we come through Sometimes we are generously blessed beyond our stress.
Prompt Write about your own amens or something you know already or even about the photograph below. Create something if you are a visual artist.
Gratitude List I am thankful: 1. Reba is a friend on whom I can depend. 2. Alex called me first on his new phone. 3. Editing continues. 4. I have coats. I keep the house at sixty degrees, so I need coats. 5. Books.
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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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Morning is not mine, I only enter when I must Or through some mistake, The schedule is made later If I have any input. Sometimes it is not To my advantage how this Allergy works out, The world runs on its mornings It grudges noncompliance; Keeping its treasures For those who wake up near dawn, Stretching forth welcome Its beauties in fine display Allowing work, joyful play.
Evening brings me strength Gives me more agility In body and mind, It has become my best time After the bright sun departs. I find myself more Adept in the waning day, My mind is able To find solutions to problems Creating is easier, too. My life has been this From the beginning and will Not let the practice Go, though I attempt making Changes over and over.
Prompt Write about the times that you most enjoy and least like. If you are a visual artist create something that signifies your feelings about these times.
Gratitude List I am thankful: 1. I have finally adopted a cellphone to a greater degree in my life. 2. I have finished two books this year. 3. The tomato soup at lunch was delicious. 4. For music which helps my moods. 5. I am a writer.
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