Category Archives: Law of Attraction

When I Am Old #Poem

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When I am old,
I will only be old
to those younger than I am,
unless I’m still in chronic pain,
which makes me old already.

When I am old,
I will have some leisure time
to smell the wild huckleberries,
pick what I need,
and bake pies to share.

When I am old,
I won’t see the cumulonimbus clouds passing,
but I will sense them
as I sense everything.
I will learn their secrets.

When I am old,
I will sit on the porch
that I don’t have yet,
enjoying the verdant Springtime.
The grass is always greener after Winter.

When I am old,
I will still take in life
like a new spice market.
Because old or not, pain or pleasure,
I am here!

When I am old
and my candlelight grows dim,
I will reflect on my life.
It’s not polished to perfection like antique brass,
But… it… is… good!

—
My response to Linda Kruschke’s
Paint Chip Poetry Prompt #37, When I’m Old.

I’m glad this didn’t turn out to be a sad poem!

A Simple Gift #Poem

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Play or download the poem, accompanied by lyre, one of the oldest known stringed instruments.

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When you feel broken, you can mend.
When you have fallen, take these wings.
They carry you on weightless strings,
For music is a trusted friend.

As notes and words and voices blend,
Your soul is free and mind is clear.
Your heart refuses now to fear.
In time your body knows the wealth
Of perfect love and joyous health
From Spirit’s music given here.

—
This is a Décima for
Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 22 (BLEND) This week, it’s the A rhyme line.

I’ve been reading some of the responses for weeks and finally decided to try writing one! I really enjoyed it!

This bass line and chord progression are the same ones I used in
Song of the Bluefin Tuna,
but different accompaniment and rhythm change the mood. 🙂

Song of the Bluefin Tuna #Poem

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I opened up a can one day
And heard a chilling song,
Lamenting how our human wants
Have done the tuna wrong.

It sang, “You fish and fish for me,
When you have had enough,
For something you call sushi
And that other money stuff.

“I keep the balance in the sea
Atop the chain of food.
I dive with such quicksilver speed,
Fins flashing as I move.

“I’m not a goldfish in a bowl;
The ocean is my home.
I live on up to 40 years,
In breezy mists to roam.

“So, when you eat your tuna,
Because I know you will,
Take time to give a little thanks,
A moment to be still.

“The red rock desert of your heart
Is where it all begins.
Expand yours like my ocean home
Of harmony within.

“Take what you need and nothing more,
And let the others live.
Though we may be endangered still,
You understand the gift.”

I listened to the tuna’s song,
And then I bowed my head
To thank the Lord for blessing me
With tuna fish and bread.

—
For Linda Kruschke’s
Paint Chip Poetry Prompt #36, Endangered Species,
with bluefin tuna facts from
World Wildlife Fund.

Positive Sentience #Poem

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Can you see me?
Not just with your eyes,
but with your awareness?

Your eyes do not dictate, do not judge.
In fact, they don’t even see on their own.
Everything happens in the mind.

Your perception sees,
experiences, takes in,
and the mind creates your opinions.

Remember: You are sentient!
You are free
to perceive good if, when, and where you choose.

Yes, there is negativity in this world,
even in your thoughts.
But your mind is so much greater!

Open yourself
to
positive sentience!

—
86 words for Sammi’s
Weekend Writing Prompt #173, Sentient.

Serenity #Writephoto #Poem

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Play or download this serene Sonnet with lyre accompaniment.

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We wonder if serenity is real.
Can it be found in ever changing life,
Despite the negativity we feel,
Beneath the rolling boil of strain and strife?

Serenity is really in plain view,
A Purloined Letter*, right before our eyes.
So simple that we think it can’t be true
And close enough to touch, but in disguise.

Serenity is deep within the mind,
At center where the heart and soul are one.
As nature does, it’s something we can find,
Returning through the gate from which we’ve come.

Our birth right, we have only to un-learn
The concept that serenity is earned.

*Purloined Letter: Reference to the story of the same name by Edgar Allan Poe.

—
My response to Sue Vincent’s
Thursday #Writephoto Prompt, Serenity.

A Trio of Poems #Music #Poem

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Play or download these 3 short poems with lyre accompaniment.

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Honesty

Full honesty
Is always best.
But it must be
A human test
Or bluffed disguise
When tempers rise
In view of truth.

Light

Terra-cotta
Clay of nature.
Earth and water
Form the future.
We are the same,
Uniquely made,
Designed in Light.

Peace

Morning glories
Blooming in peace
Tell us stories
Of what can be.
Red velvet slate,
Despite mistakes.
The soul is whole.

—
I wrote these 3
Ha’sonnets
for Linda Kruschke’s
Paint Chip Poetry Prompt #35.

I didn’t use the paint chip words as colors, because as a blind person, I know them as things instead. Also, only my last poem really follows the “future” theme. But I did follow Linda’s example and write 3 poems using the angel card words from the challenge. Finally, for those of you who haven’t heard my lyre yet, please have a listen. Hope you enjoy! ❤

What Kind of Tokens? #Writephoto #Music

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1. What kind of tokens do you leave?
What’s your special mark,
And what will be your legacy?
Every moment you share,
Though you may not be aware.
Consider: What kind of tokens do you leave throughout your life?

2. What kind of tokens do you share?
What do they remember?
Will it be your love and care?
Every moment you live,
There is something that you give.
Consider: What kind of tokens do you share throughout your life?

3. What kind of tokens do you hold?
Are they beneficial,
Or the thoughts that leave you cold?
Every moment you exist,
Life is made of consciousness.
Consider: What kind of tokens do you hold throughout your life?

Every moment you exist,
Life is made of consciousness.
Consider: What kind of tokens do you hold throughout your life?

Merry-go-round

On ukulele

—
For Sue Vincent’s
Thursday #Writephoto Prompt, Tokens.

Rounding the Bend #SixSentenceStories

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I don’t remember the first bend I encountered on my journey through life. But I’m sure that whatever it was, some people thought I should take it, and others discouraged the idea. They say that history repeats itself, and I’ve found this to be true. No matter what we face in life, everyone has an opinion and will express it, if given even the whisper of a chance. However, it’s your own opinion, your sense, your knowing, your desire that is most important. Remember: It’s your choice which corners you turn, because it’s your life!

—
My response to this week’s
Six Sentence Story Thursday Link Up, Bend.

This is my first time participating, and I like the idea of a story so concisely written that it needs only 6 sentences. Here are this week’s stories from two of my blogging friends that inspired me to participate:
Abbie Johnson Taylor
Frank Hubeny.

Inevitable Impact #Poem

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Often a teacher will hear after years
How they helped a student with knowledge and cheer.
While parents are parenting, thankless it seems,
But they give their little ones great self-esteem.
It’s not only people enjoying their work,
But every soul living a life on this earth
Who leaves unique marks on our wonderful world:
You’re having an impact as moments unfurl,
Inevitable, choices changing our world!

—
67 words for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt,
Impact!