Penny Reigns

124th entry – 2022 Creativity Project

Penny Reigns

I have a penny
Stored deep within my pocket
It has no value
In today’s daily markets;
A relic of yesterday.

I am set thinking
That time like cursors blinking
Is quick insisting
That forward is all moving
Toward something yet unseen.

Hear the deft music
Playing, urging consistent
Movement surge today
Like pennies, time slips away,
Registers without delay.

I want this moment
And another and after,
Letting yesterday
Become a foreign rumor,
Living purpose, my dreams.

Go far, fast, and free
Find the meaning of all things
Meant to have being
Reaching for true liberty
Confident, courageous life.

Forever and ever
The penny like a melody
Reminds me to give
My best in times made like these
Because excellence matters.

Stand full unafraid
The past cannot drag backward
For velocity
Carries into each second
Such growing humanity.

Day 113 – 2022 Creativity Project

Break Free

The timeless appeal
Of bottomless foundations
Leave one another
To dredge rivers of hope, need,
But still coming between – greed.
Advantage follows
The stronger needing duties
Performed with slim thanks
Not often heeding complaints,
Or recognizing stolen dreams.
The ages roll, roles
Still favor some, limit others,
There is no parity
Equality, an ugly myth
Blinding many to problems.
If one stands up, out,
It may not mean advancement
The ceiling rises
The walls grow ever thicker
But it is not done, over,
Time will see the flight
The scaling of every height
So run, run well, catch the light,
Winning brings freedom and delight.

I read an article in American Scholar that inspired this poem. I also picked the word bottomless from a vocabulary list.

I hope this finds you in pleasant moments. I would appreciate your likes, comments, follows, and shares.

Prompt: pick something you read and a random word, create from there.

2022 Creativity Project – Day 106

Breaking Forth

While the seed lies in
The depths of the earth so much
Transpires; it becomes
What breaks out with greater force
Pushing toward warmth and light.
A miracle made
From weakness, still hidden strength,
All births similar
So easily ended, but
Life wins; love begins, process.
Laid in a cold tomb
The Creator of forever
Worked in darkness, seeing
Every need, His freedom was
Never in question, rising
In life’s newness, He
Set the captives free, you, me,
Partakers of eternity
The miracle of miracles
Jesus set love forevermore
To all who let need become belief.

I spoke to a friend who was long past today. I was in need of someone and out of nowhere.

God is good. He answers prayer and hears the cries, collects the tears.

Love to each of you. Peace cover you.

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2022 Creativity Project – Day 105

Regained

Love is the absence of fear
     Standing close to the fire
       But not near enough to burn
         Only warmth and light provided
            To draw forth kind comfort.

Seeing is excellent
     But clear vision is better
       Being able to read and write
         Without squinting or mistakes,
            Knowing what is and is not.

Hearing is needful
     But listening makes clear
         The meaning of the conversation
            With less room for confusion
               Helping dispel some delusions.

Life is love
    When little doubt, less pain
     Is in life entertained
     When many things are hard
     There is less to run toward,
     But love still holds arms out
     All the reasons known about
     Inviting the troubled soul
     To embrace, climb aboard,
     Action taken, shaken, love restores
     Calm gentleness brings peace,
     Into heart, mind, soul, evermore.

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Happy Holidays. May blessings, grace, love, and mercy abound. Go in peace and share it where it is needed.

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2022 Creativity Project – Day 101

Use for Stones

Sometimes
They are
Thrown
To tear
Apart,
BreaK a
Life, a heart.

Sometimes
They are
Gathered
To build,
A home
For blessing.

Sometimes
Stones are
Used to
Build walls
Between
The in, the out.

Anger is
Cast like
Stone,
No love
Within
Belongs.

The Rock
On which
Love builds,
Broken
Stone rolled
Away.
Risen
Jesus
With Love
To share,
He is
To Save.