How we push and we press and we shove
To suppress all our negative stuff…
And each time we do that,
We are not really flat…
On the contrary: We must erupt!
—
Written for
#Threethingschallenge #480: Stuff, push, flat.
To everyone who posts a daily prompt like this, I give you my thanks and admiration! I appreciate your dedication, encouragement, and inspiration, even though I can’t participate every day. Thank you! ❤
Thunder
before the rain
told all to stay inside.
Of course, not everyone obeyed…
Distraught.
Salvaged
after the rain,
with the coming of dawn,
the bright-shining symbol of a
new leaf.
Our own
Garden of Eden,
where perhaps no storms rage,
only exists eternally
in Light.
we find
matcha for tea,
giving thanks for supply;
respecting, taking what we need
to live.
Dragon
of avarice
is fed by humankind…
Yet we always have the option
]to choose!
Black tie
around his neck
chokes off the serpent’s greed.
And Light is always here, beyond
false dark.
We live
in half-and-half,
Light and dark together.
Which we see depends on our own
seeking!
—
My response to Linda Kruschke’s wonderful
Chance Cinquain Paint Chip Prompt!
There are times when we could all use a filter, especially when we feel tired and run down or in pain.
Maybe it’s a coffee filter; these days it’s probably a mask, or even a mask with a filtering element.
Whatever you use and whatever you need, I pray that yours is a filter of hope!
Not to prevent hope–oh no–but to prevent some negativity from entering your heart, mind, soul, and outlook!
Here is a medley of two pieces I composed years ago, “Hard Times” and “Hope.”
May this meditation with zither, alto recorder, and Oriole soprano recorder be a hopeful filter for you during these difficult times!
—
Written for
#SixSentenceStories: Filter
and
Tale Weaver #310: Tired and Run Down.
Each thought is a dab on the canvas of life,
Expressing and coloring sweetness or strife.
It’s something like nothing within our control–
And thinking affects body, mind, and our soul.
O artist, choose carefully, consciously, wise,
While daily creating your portrait of life!
—
My Quadrille in response to De’s “dab” prompt at
dVerse.
Simple in nature
Yet difficult for people,
To release… Let go!
—
Written for
Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 340 Release and Simple.
O that our hearts of polished stone
Would ride like cowboys in the night!
Come quickly now to help just one
And stay until the morning light!
With mind and spirit shining bright
And body comforted by touch,
We’d feel less lonely in our plight.
I don’t believe I ask too much!
O Rocky Mountains, deep in tone,
Give us your song of strength and might!
Help all remember, small and grown,
That each one has a place in life!
And whether ag-ed or a sprite,
Compassion true is not a crutch.
A gift of love, the heart’s delight!
I don’t believe I ask too much!
O that our hearts of polished stone
Would ride like cowboys in the night!
Come quickly now to help just one
And stay until the morning light!
With mind and spirit shining bright
And body comforted by touch,
We’d feel less lonely in our plight.
I don’t believe I ask too much!
O Prince of Peace, You, Love and Light!
Let us release the fear we clutch!
And open to Your loving sight–
I don’t believe I ask too much!
—
This is a
Ballade
written for Linda Kruschke’s weekly
Paint Chip Poetry Prompt.
PSA: If you, like me, cannot read text in images, click the Ballade link above for a written explanation and examples of the form.
Lotus grows in mud.
Child improves despite hardship.
Courage blesses both!
—
Written for
Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 339 CHILD and Grow.
Change is bound to come!
Sway along in winds, as trees.
Progress is the Way.
—
Written for
Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 338 BOUND and Sway.
Original Song on Ukulele
Well, the New Year is finally coming!
That means a new horizon for everyone–or at least, for those of us who choose to see it that way.
Right now I’m asking myself what is on my horizon?
Increased well-being, more hope, and the ability to see and embrace new opportunities!
I would also say less stress, but I’m a realist.
So, I’ll say choosing better ways to handle stress and more positive, productive responses in emotional situations are on my horizon!
—
Written for
#SixSentenceStories: Horizon.
What’s on your horizon? Leave a comment if you want to share!
There is a Light, a tiny spark,
A miracle we can behold!
So simple, yet it’s brave and bold
And dims not, even in the dark.
How we can miss its micro mark!
But still it burns quite near, not far–
So close we cannot see the Star…
It’s placed within us to provide
The Light we need to see, to guide.
We must re-learn: It’s who we are!
—
Written for
Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 37: (STAR) in the C rhyme line.
Mystical Strings 
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