Winter’s icy paws
Curl around us, dark and cold.
Are they friend or foe?
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Written for
Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 335 CURL and Paw.
Category Archives: Nature
Beam #SixSentenceStories
A beam of light shot across the sky on that long-ago night. Was it a UFO? A meteor? A shooting star? Or a sign that the world was ending–or just beginning? Ask your heart, and you’ll receive your answer!
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Written for
#SixSentenceStories: Beam
This is also part of my Holiday Blogging Party. You’re invited, too!
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Grace #Haiku #Poem
Sleep falls soft as snow,
Solace to our troubled minds.
We slip into grace.
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A Haiku (Or is this a Senryu?) for
Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #334 GRACE and Slip.
A Life of Faith #Poem
Chicken and dumplings add much to my style,
Not all the time, but once in a while.
I enjoy a beach walk and a castle of sand
Before it’s destroyed by my brother’s big hand.
I’m always awake at midnight, you see,
Because I’m creative and also can’t sleep.
I like a good brain teaser puzzle of sorts,
And I’m real good at research and writing reports.
But still there are times when Sahara I know,
Feeling thirsty, despairing, or stuck and alone.
I’ve been on the cliff’s edge at the edge of the sea,
Praying tides wash away all the trouble from me.
I am living my life in its time and its place,
And it grows from the small mustard seed of my faith!
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My response to Linda Kruschke’s
Paint Chip Poetry Prompt #48
Hoarfrost #Haiku #Poem
Fall turns to Hoarfrost
Cold and dark as Winter comes
Life viewed in cycles
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Written for
MLMM Heeding Haiku with Chèvrefeuille – Hoarfrost
and
Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #333 Life and View.
Oasis #Decima #Poem #SixSentenceStories
We seek oasis, safe and warm,
A beacon shining in the dark.
We need a fire to light our spark!
We long for shelter from the storm.
When troubles come, they come in swarms
And prey on thinking that’s confined.
We’ve lost our way, because we’re blind
To greater good and higher plan.
Yet guided by an unseen hand,
We reach oasis in our mind!
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A Decima for
Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 33: (BLIND) in the C rhyme line.
Also written for
#SixSentenceStories: Oasis.
“Come, Ye Thankful People, Come” #Music
Henry Alford wrote this hymn in 1844. The text is based on
Psalm 104.
The melody is “St. George’s Windsor” by George Job Elvey.
I hope you enjoy this Thanksgiving/Harvest Festival hymn played on ukulele, viola, alto recorder, and lyre!
Prairie Longings #Poem
Have you ever been drawn to the prairie,
Where untouched wheat fields blow in the wind?
And the Great Plains! They stretch beyond vision!
Brambles thick so we can’t enter in.
Where the night is mysterious graphite
And the gray that’s beginning the day
Slowly drifts to the brightest of sunshine,
So your herb gardens flourish away!
It’s a hard life and quite grizzly sometimes.
Yet you can’t help but wonder and wait.
Have you ever been drawn to the prairie?
Boundless freedom and no iron gates!
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My response to Linda Kruschke’s
Paint Chip Poetry Prompt #47
Leaving #Haiku #Poem
Falling Autumn leaves
Prepare for Winter’s darkness
Nourishing the earth
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There aren’t any colors in this Haiku… But it was written for
MLMM Heeding Haiku with Chèvrefeuille,
where the theme is “living colors.”
Before I Sleep #Decima #Poem
My race of life is not yet run,
With miles to go before I sleep.*
While during loss I sometimes weep,
Much joy and laughter have I won!
I’m thankful for each day begun;
For night, to enter wisdom’s wood.
My life unfolds just as it should,
Yes, even when I cannot tell.
The Universe does all things well!
Before I sleep, I wake to good!
*From
“Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” by Robert Frost.
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My Decima for
Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 32: (SLEEP) in the B rhyme line.
Mystical Strings 
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