Talking Talents #Poem #Writephoto

As the ghost of the dawn filled the sky,
Forest animals gathered nearby.
All the birds and the bees
Filled awakening trees,
And the lion called, “Business!” with pride.

“It is time! We shall stage a defense,
Because none of these humans make sense!
They have relished their hate
And destroyed what God made…
We must help better futures commence!”

Came a gurgle from whirlpools of fish,
“No, they never do act as we wish.
So now why would they hear
When they haven’t for years?
Said the turtle doves, “Hope is our gift!”

“We cannot send a parchment with words,
But could sing them a message–we’re birds.”
“Or a web thin as gauze?
Could that further our cause?”
Asked the spider, who, spinning, still heard.

“I have thought of a plan; let me know
If you think it might work, and if so,
We will send him out soon,
For there’s no time to lose.
We must act, or the hardship will grow!”

“I am on pins and needles,” said Deer.
“We must do something; that is quite clear.
Tell us now what you think;
After all, you’re our King,
And you rule with compassion, not fear.”

Bear chimed in, “Share the plan in your thoughts!
Tell us! Surely, it’s better than naught!”
“We can send the crow out,
For his voice is so loud.
They won’t like it, but that’s as they ought!”

It was Crow who then strongly agreed.
“Yes, perhaps I am just what they need!
Since God gave me this voice,
I’ll proclaim there’s a choice!”
And the animals cheered and believed.

Indeed, Crow was appointed to tell
Of the moral we know very well:
That our Earth we must love
Just as Heaven above,
For destruction creates only hell!

And another great moral is there:
Of our talents we must be aware!
We must use them for good;
They are gifts, and we should,
Bringing hope unto those in despair.


An extended Limerick written for Linda Kruschke’s
Fun with Fables and Paint Chips Prompt
and Sue Vincent’s
Thursday #Writephoto Prompt: Appointed.

Wisdom Journey 3TC #Poem

They say that life is a journey.
This makes it hard
for those who need a destination!

We want to know what’s going on.
Hasn’t it occurred to you
that if you don’t know, maybe no one else does either?

Many search for meaning in life,
but very few find it.
We must enjoy what we have without regret for what we’ve “missed.”

Because in time,
the clock runs out,
and the challenge stops…

Words and support fail us,
and it’s like open-heart surgery
just to talk to those we once loved–or did we?

The road suggested
is rarely the one taken,
and regular detours are in order.

Perhaps there is no other way,
but to draw strength
from the journey itself!


Written for yesterday’s
#Threethingschallenge Take Seven.

Two Harp Announcements #Tanka #Poem

My double strung harp,
Arriving to enjoy Spring,
Perhaps will bring strength.
A dream laid by, unfulfilled,
Rekindles desire at last!


A Tanka written for
#Threethingschallenge #499
and
MLMM Tale Weaver #313: Finding Something Forgotten.

Announcements:

1. My double strung harp will indeed arrive in Spring, in April if not
sooner! This is my dream harp and the only one I will ever purchase.
Someone out there is laughing right now, because, “You never have just
one harp!” And, “Whatever harp you purchase now won’t fit you
forever.” If those are the rules–and I’m not saying they are–then I
am the exception to both.

2. I’ve enrolled in the Therapy Harp Training Program, a certification
course for playing clinical healthcare music. This has been my dream
since I first took harp lessons about 10 years ago! The cost and
travel requirements of most training programs have been prohibitive
for me until now. This program doesn’t require travel and has
installment payment options, on top of being a well-rounded,
compassion-based program that includes both scientific and spiritual
components.

I’m so pleased and excited!

Universal Spring #Decima #Poem

O after Winter comes the Spring!
All bursting forth in brilliant song,
And carrying our hearts along,
It lifts us to inspired things!

We must not to a season cling,
But flow with each one in our stride
And feel their qualities inside,
That we may fuller, wiser grow
And through the seasons learn to show
The Light of Universal Mind!


Written for
Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 43: (SPRING) in the A rhyme line.

Travel Blessing 3TC #Poem

May the road rise up to meet you*
And the challenges before you
Be just under what defeats you!
And still may you be assured to
Keep on going in the Presence
Of the Life that gives you living!
May the road rise up to meet you
And your taking be forgiving!

*Old Irish blessing.


Written for
#Threethingschallenge #498.

ManyOne 3TC #Triolet #Poem

The earth is home to many lives!
They’re seen as “other,” not as one;
We give our love to few besides.
The earth is home to many lives!
The Universe for all provides
Enough to see Its Will be done.
The earth is home to many lives!
They’re seen as “other,” not as one…


A Triolet for
#Threethingschallenge #496.

Symphony of Love #Decima #Poem

Sweet music is my one true love,
Regardless of the place and time.
It brings me joy and peace sublime,
An earthly gift from Heav’n above.

In strains descending as a dove,
I’m perfect, whole, contented, free!
Sweet music keeps reminding me
To live, to love, to laugh and care;
To be compassionate and share
A love-inspired symphony!

Instrument of Love

Original Song on Guitar

Harp and Drum

Poem with Music

Instrument of Peace

Poem with Ukulele Accompaniment


Written for
Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 42: (CARE) in the D rhyme line.

Otherworldly #Haiku #Poem

Instruments, silent
While music rings joyfully
In another realm!


Written for
Heeding Haiku with Chèvrefeuille: Death Poem,
contemplating my own transition from earth.

Think of Me

Original Song on Ukulele

Download Mp3

When I wrote this song 3 years ago, my nephew said, “I’m gonna sing this at your funeral!” It wasn’t as morbid as it might sound. I laughed and felt good, because I want to be remembered fondly!