There was once a young shepherd whose sleep,
When it happened, was fitful and brief.
But the cause of his stress
Was the work he did best,
Waking, waiting and watching his sheep!
—
A Limerick for
MLMM Saturday Mix: Lucky Dip.
There was once a young shepherd whose sleep,
When it happened, was fitful and brief.
But the cause of his stress
Was the work he did best,
Waking, waiting and watching his sheep!
—
A Limerick for
MLMM Saturday Mix: Lucky Dip.
How perfect do we need to be
To share the yearning in our hearts?
If we don’t give, we can’t receive…
How perfect do we need to be?
A life expert? There’s no such thing!
So do not cower! Play your part!
How perfect do we need to be
To share the yearning in our hearts?
—
A Triolet written for
#Threethingschallenge #523.
Will the aching ease?
Will my health and hope improve
when Summer arrives?
—
Written for
Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 347 ACHE and Ease.
You admonish me,
taking me in hand to change
how I play the game.
How I play the game,
you believe, is wrong because
it displeases you.
It displeases you,
and we will never be close–
admonish yourself!
—
Written for
#Threethingschallenge #524.
Before the rain they went outside–not to a mountain peak or to watch the tumbleweed blow, but to the fish ‘n chips shop on the tropical islands overseas. They didn’t see a supernova, but he says he saw mermaids. Oh, I wasn’t supposed to say that! ❤
Life on the ship was always moving, especially with a broom or brush in their hands, scraping all the grime and dust bunnies from a ship that, to the seamen on board, continued in service long after its time had passed.
Haleakala
Great volcano in the dark
Talking to the sky
—
A Haibun about my husband, Frederick Douglass Grimes, III, who served on the USS Haleakala (AE-25), a U.S. Naval amunission ship in service from 1959-1993.
Written for Linda Kruschke's
Haibun Paint Chip Poetry Prompt.
My goats search for a sprig of mint
to calm their bellies before sleep.
The moon walks softly up the horizon,
as the sun sinks below…
On our way down the mountain,
we pass our favorite waterfall.
Forget-me-nots line the path,
reminding us of the goodness of day and the restfulness of night.
The crows have carried the sun away
by the time we reach my garden scarecrow.
Today was like any other herding day,
uneventful, peaceful…..
The same,
yet different.
Tomorrow will be similar,
but different just the same!
—
Written for Linda Kruschke’s
Idyll Paint Chip Poetry Prompt.
Thank you! Thank you, Mr. Goldman!
You gave me the gift of writing,
Showed me how a word could brighten,
Listened to my songs unfolding.
Though your class was prose, not poem,
Words and music came together,
Bringing both to something better!
What a tapestry and knotting,
Worlds discovered, made with plotting;
You encouraged every letter!
—
A Decima to my High School Sophomore English teacher, Mr. Goldman, written for
Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 46: (KNOT) in the D rhyme line.
We notice great change
made over long periods,
yet hours pass softly…
And we change, even slightly,
with each moment that has gone!
—
Another Tanka, this one written for
#Threethingschallenge #520.
Music therapy–
Modern use of ancient ways.
Sing and play to heal!
Surround yourself with Music,
The Universal Language!
—
A Tanka, though without a nature reference, written for
#Threethingschallenge #519.
This song began as a poem I wrote, probably in 2002. Originally it had only 2 stanzas.
In 2003 I composed the music on a small harp. In my original accompaniment, the voice and harp were in unison, both carrying the melody. Last year I added verses 3 and 4, and wrote the descant accompaniment you hear while I sing.
Creative works, like people, can and do evolve!
I hope you enjoy “Knowledge and Love” with lyre accompaniment!
1. Knowledge is what helps us grow through the years.
It tells us some things can’t be true.
Love is what keeps us strong.
Hold it all the day long,
Showing your life as the proof.
2. Knowledge may disappear time and again,
But of this we all can be sure.
Love makes no other claim,
Simply that it remains,
Infinite Life evermore.
3. “Knowledge is power,” they say. And it is.
But not all the mind can conceive.
Love is the Pow’r of Life,
Making the Spirit bright.
Ask, and you shall receive!
4. Love is within you, and knowledge is, too!
They come from the Life of the One.
Present within your mind,
God is the One you find.
Love is his Will ever done.
Repeat 1.
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