Smiles spilling all around,
Saturating driest ground,
Calming down with softest light
Every fiery word that bites;
Laying in a bed of peace
Where Hope blooms with gentle ease.
And in the morning glow of Dawn,
We look and find new smiles have grown!
—
Another for
dVerse,
with thanks to Grace for her inspiration!
Abundance does our soul enfold,
But we’re forgetful in this world.
Such hardened hearts and trials tough
Show Everything is not enough.
The countless Enemies to blame
Perpetuate a losing game.
If love spilled out like human greed,
The currency would not be “need!”
—
A Quadrille for
dVerse,
where 44 is the magic (i.e. required) number of words, and one word must be a form of “spill”!
Instrument: Tempo – Seagull Excursion Folk Acoustic Guitar
1. Drinkin’ coffee, eatin’ chocolate, turnin’ up sad songs;
Drinkin’ coffee, eatin’ chocolate, turnin’ up sad songs.
No wonder I can’t sleep! But how do I move on?
2. Feelin’ busy, thinkin’ too much, wantin’ outa here;
Feelin’ busy, thinkin’ way too much, wantin’ outa here.
And when the day is done, I still can’t find the cheer.
3. Wakin’ up all tense and restless, wond’rin’ what to do;
Wakin’ up all tense and restless, wond’rin’ what to do.
How long’s it gonna take to stop and get a clue!
4. Drinkin’ coffee, eatin’ chocolate, turnin’ up sad songs;
Drinkin’ coffee, eatin’ chocolate, turnin’ up sad songs.
They never wake me up, just keep me in the fog.
5. List’nin’ for a welcome word to wash away my fears;
List’nin’ for a welcome word to wash away my fears.
The Spirit calls my name and whispers, “I am here.”
6. I see the Daystar shine and shimmer, lightin’ up my way;
I see the Daystar shine and shimmer, lightin’ up my way;
I feel the dawn in me, it’s lifting me awake!
7. Let the inside and the outside show the Spirit’s love;
Let the inside and the outside show the Spirit’s love.
And let us keep on movin’ on, come on now, let’s wake up!
O let us keep on movin’ on, come on now, let’s wake up!
Whether we seek to know God, a person, or His other creations, it’s all the same: We cannot truly know, unless and until we give up preconceived expectations, ideas, and judgments.
Instrument: Brio – Red Cedar Concert Ukulele
1. So you think you know me,
‘Cause you passed me on the road a time or two.
And you think you owe me
Your opinions and one version of the truth.
Refrain:
You try to tell my story,
But it is not yours to tell.
When you live without its trappings,
Then you can know me well.
2. So you think you love me,
‘Cause you believe I chose the perfect thing to do.
And you think you hold me
In a pretty little box filled with the proof.
Refrain:
3. So you think you see me,
‘Cause you recognize my body in this place.
And you think you need me
To look the same every time you see my face.
But I am writing you a story
That only you can tell.
When you live the truth inside you,
Then you shall know me well.
When you live the truth inside you,
Then you shall know me well.
You shall know me well.
I didn’t know he was coming
Until it was too late to wonder
Whether I wanted him.
The ultrasound picture of a baby boy sealed the deal:
Yes, I wanted him.
I didn’t know it was time
Until it was too late to be afraid
And go anywhere else.
So, the bathtub was his birthplace,
And I was not afraid.
I didn’t know what would happen
Until it was too late to change
The court’s final decision.
Someone decided I should be the weekend mom,
And everything changed.
But I didn’t know it was time
Until it was too late to stop
Learning, writing, giving, moving.
I learn from others and myself;
I give my best in service to All.
So if something good comes out of it,
Is anything really a mistake?
Or just mistaken?
—
Written for the “mistakes” prompt at
dVerse.
I wasn’t going to post this, because it feels very personal. But it gives me courage to know I’m not the only one. My son, my divorce are not just mine; others have them and relate to them. Maybe this will help someone.
Instrument: Tempo – Seagull Excursion Folk Acoustic Guitar
It’s the
Refrain:
Little things
That [They] shape a life,
And mold and color how we see it.
In time they grow
And come to light.
So let us be a vessel of the Christ.
1. ‘Cause we don’t get too many chances
To make a big decision count.
But every moment we have choices,
And all that counts is our decision now.
And these
Refrain:
2. And we can keep our broken pieces,
The shards of anger, pain, and fear.
Or we can give them as a sunbeam,
Shards of love to make a pathway clear.
And let us harbor thoughts of kindness
And the question of, “What if?”
Let us save a place for others,
As the gentle Jesus did.
‘Cause these
Refrain:
O Let us be a vessel of the Christ.
Instrument: Tempo – Seagull Excursion Folk Acoustic Guitar
1. It seems like we’ve been here before.
There’s a name for that, deja vu.
We’ve come back around
To cover this ground,
Unearthing something that’s new!
Refrain:
2. We don’t want to take it again,
This roller-coaster of woe.
It tosses and turns
With lessons to learn.
Let’s get them this time, and go!
Refrain:
3. It seems like we’ve been here before,
But deeper now than it was.
With God as our Light,
We come through the night
And greet the dawn of His Love!
Refrain:
Refrain:
‘Cause we don’t always know what we want.
But admit it, we know how we are.
We take the same path
Of forward and back
Until we return to the start
And fin’lly appreciate where we are.
With or Without
and more (see link).
I remember how mountains seem so high when I’m trying to climb them.
But in the peaceful valley below, they just provide shade.
I remember how tears flow like a river, or not at all.
But later they wash the pain away.
I remember how my heart beat fast and hands shook violently.
But when the crisis passed, I stood strong.
I remember the fear, the worry, and dread.
But realize again that it’s all in my mind.
I remember stress, the unwelcome visitor, the needy companion.
And I remember, sooner or later, the Peace that passes all understanding!
I remember the Cause that is within me.
And I remember to choose positive effects in my life!
I remember!
—
“I Remember,” the prompt at napowrimo.net, for this second to last (some say penultimate 🙂 ) day of
NaPoWriMo.
Either way, one more day!
Two roads diverged in a wood,*
Both forked and neither too good.
I took the path that I “should”
And scared, crept deep in the wood.
I heard opinions and crowds
Advising ever so loud.
I let their arguments wow
And took the way of the crowds.
Oh all the feelings they had!
In turn I also felt bad.
I feared the worn, hurt, and sad
Oh all the feelings they had!
They held a piece of my heart,
But now I’m making a start
To end the suffering part
And heal that piece of my heart!
For all the people’s advice,
They may not be very nice.
I can’t afford the high price
To buy the people’s advice!
Two roads diverged in a wood*
Both forked and neither too good.
I found the truth where I stood
And boldly trod through the wood!
*Robert Frost “The Road not Taken”
—
Day 25 prompt at napowrimo.net was, write a poem using a line from another poem, and take it in a different direction. Robert Frosts first line of “The Road not Taken” inspired this poem for
NaPoWriMo.
If like gives birth to like, then plain to see,
Our “thinking makes it so,” as Shakespeare said.*
It shapes experience for you and me,
But deeper than the mind is Spirit’s head.
For in the soul and heart is wisdom pure,
Beyond the knowledge growing in this world.
Yet as we give it power, more and more,
Our science is a smoke screen that unfurls.
The Spirit won’t demand that we depart
From progress and advance of humankind.
O may we lead by soul and know by heart
And not from separation seek, but find.
And grounded in the Spirit of our birth,
We might attract more “like” upon the Earth!
*William Shakespeare, Hamlet, Act 2, Scene 2
—
Day 23… The NaPoWriMo prompt was to write a Sonnet. This one is Shakespearian in form, but I make no claims of being a master of the Sonnet! I’ve written others, but haven’t revisited them in over 10 years. It’s nice to get reacquainted with this timeless poetic form as part of
NaPoWriMo.
Mystical Strings 
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