All bases covered
One choice made in an instant
Ruins best laid plans
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A Haiku-like poem for today’s #Threethingschallenge at
Pensitivity101.
Category Archives: Metaphysics
A Different Drum #Poem
I’m marching to a different drum!
The road less traveled has begun!
I hear the Plymouth Rocking song;
My pilgrimage of life is on!
I packed my tissues for the times
When I can only pray and cry.
Brown-paper package full of hope.
Whatever happens, I can cope.
The chalkboard of my mind is white
And ready for the Highest Light!
It may be fast or may be slow,
But with the music I will go.
I’m keeping on, whatever comes,
And marching to the Spirit’s drum!
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A second response to
Paint Chip Poetry Prompt #42.
Marching Down the Road Less Traveled #Poem
Life is not a yellow brick road,
But more of a march down the road less traveled.
We can plot out our trip on a chalkboard,
Follow the map to Plymouth Rock,
Or take a taxi anywhere on land
That we can afford to go.
But life is not a yellow brick road
Or a brown-paper package
Wrapped up invitingly.
It’s more of a journey
Of tissues, scars, scratches, and scrapes.
The funny thing is,
Like the pain of labor to bring a child into this world,
We forget most of the trials
In our moments of sweetness
On our march down the road less traveled!
—
My response to Linda Kruschke’s
Paint Chip Poetry Prompt #42.
Day Dream Symphony #Haiku #Poem
New music rushes
Flowing river changing lives
Day dream symphony
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My response to
Heeding Haiku with Chèvrefeuille: Day Dreaming
Unprompted #Poem
Nothing comes from nothing;
Therefore, nothing is truly unprompted.
That which makes the gingerroot grow
And the coyote howl;
The King of earth and sky and sea,
The Power some call Neptune,
Gives the green light for all that is,
For He is All that is.
Let us seek our home base
Deep within ourselves,
And find within the same Ilumination
That lacquers shining stars and objects both!
This is our Light,
Our Life,
Our Inspiration!
And may we listen
To the Spirit’s promptings!
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My response to one of Linda Kruschke’s previous Paint Chip Poetry Prompts, where she and Ron ask,
“What if there were no prompts?”
Glissful Love #Poem #Music
Play or download the poem with lyre accompaniment.
What we don’t know, we cannot miss,
Except for longing deep inside.
The Music only Love provides
Brings Peace and Comfort, Joy and Bliss.
Now hear the magic of the gliss*
That lifts us to a higher place,
Where there’s no conflict we must face.
The Love we try but fail to find
Exists forever in the mind
Beyond our mortal time and space!
*Gliss, short for Glissando: Italian musical term meaning a continuous slide upward or downward between two notes.
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This is a Decima for
Ronovan Writes Decima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 27: Bliss. This week, it’s the A rhyme line.
Fielding Life #SixSentenceStories
I’m forever fielding questions and conflicts, smoothing out the rough edges of life and personalities for my loved ones, or trying to.
I’ve just finished refereeing a match between the personalities, desires, and feelings of my husband and my son.
The real issue is mine, and it is this:
I’m damn tired of putting others’ fragile egos before my own preferences!
Sorry, I didn’t mean “before;” I meant “over and above,” “instead of,” “regardless of,” whichever you choose, it’s still the same.
And I have just enough energy left to ask myself what would happen if I met my own expectations for a change, instead of meeting the expectations of others at the expense of my own!
—
Six sentences for Denise’s “field” prompt at
#SixSentenceStories!
Natural Law 3TC #Poem
There are crops in the patterns and patterns in crops,
And we can’t press a button to make them turn off.
We can try to resist them as long as we like,
But the crops and their patterns will come out all right,
As the cycle of nature from darkness to light
Follows natural law and the order of life!
—
Written for
#Threethingschallenge #387.
Time and Eternity
It’s human nature to ask questions. When we lose a loved one, we ask why God took them from us. When someone we love has a serious accident or becomes very ill, we ask why it had to happen to them. When we feel emotional despair, we ask God why He has forsaken us, when all we want is for the pain to go away and peace to enfold our minds and hearts. When we see violence, hunger, suffering, and hardship in the world, we ask why God doesn’t stop it.
There is nothing wrong with our questions. It’s human nature to ask why. But we look at Him through the wrong end of the long telescope of time. We only see our present lives and circumstances, thinking there is nothing more. But God sees everything, all at once, through the telescope of Eternity!
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A prosery piece of 144 words, using the line in bold from “The Hummingbird” by D.H. Lawrence, for Kim’s prompt at
dVerse.
Natural Music #Haiku #Poem
Street busker vamping
Music drips like cleansing rain
Nature drops in bass
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I couldn’t resist when I read today’s #Threethingschallenge at
and combined the words with Ronovan’s challenge of drip and drop at
https://ronovanwrites.com/2020/10/12/ronovan-writes-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-327-drip-drop/
Mystical Strings 
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