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Evening Blessing

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This is the day the Lord has made.*
So thank him when it’s done.
Though some things were right, and others went wrong,
Tomorrow’s another one.

This is the day the Lord has made.
Remember when it’s through,
The path was laid out, in spite of your doubts,
A route that is planned for you.

This is the day the Lord has made.
So breathe a grateful sigh.
No matter what passed, and future unfolds,
You’re getting a rest tonight!

*This is the day the Lord has made; We will rejoice and be glad in it.
–Psalm 118:24 (NKJV)

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NaPoWriMo day 6, and a blessed evening to you, any and every evening!

Hats off to Hats

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I wear a hat to remind me
That I’m not the top of the world.
I’m under a Power much greater than I;
My job is to let it unfurl.

I wear a hat to remind me
That people are more than we see.
The outside is only a mirror,
Reflecting a part of the deep.

I wear a hat to remind me
To think, to be quiet, to pray;
To seek and to find every moment in time
The best I can do, be and say.

I wear a hat to remind me
That I’m not the top of the world.
I’m under a Power much greater than I;
God, help me to let you unfurl!

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It’s NaPoWriMo day 5… This poem is loosely based on the Biblical concept of head-covering for women. For me, it has its place.

Window Pains

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The windows are wanting a dusting;
They can’t see a thing through the dirt.
And none but the birds are rejoicing.
Their view is a little bit hurt.

The windows are wanting a shower,
The grit and the grime piled high.
The birds who can’t see their reflections
Are keeping their gaze to the sky.

The windows are wanting a cleaning,
The curtains depressed in the gloom.
And carried on wings of the springtime,
The birds are suspecting their doom.

The windows are wanting their changes;
The birds, bless their buttons, confide:
“We don’t want our ending beginning
In windows that shimmer with pride!”

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My attempt at anthropomorphism for Lillian’s prompt at
dVerse.
I’m not sure it hits the spot, but I’m proud of its poetics. 😮 Also a great one for NaPoWriMo day 4.

Ethics Overlooked

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You want to shoot foxes
and don’t care about rescuing old, tired donkeys.
You see starving children on TV,
and your heart doesn’t skip a beat.

But when that person sings,
you know who I mean,
your heart opens,
and you get a little teary-eyed.

It takes all kinds
of people and animals
to create this
world of variety we call home!

Even though you want to shoot foxes
and don’t care about rescuing old, tired donkeys,
you’re one of the good ones!
And I love you for it!

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For NaPoWriMo day 3, I’m reminded there’s all manner of good in this world! Just because people care about different things than we do, doesn’t make them lesser people. You never know… Sometimes we can even learn to love them! 😀

Message in a Bottle

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Kenny had a bottle
of soda sweet and fine,
a hard-to-find glass bottle
that made it look like wine.

We laughed each time my little boy
watched him pop the cap.
And now with Kenny gone beyond,
I smile looking back.

I buy myself a bottle
of soda for old times;
My son remembers opening
A bottle of that kind.

My heart can hear the message,
A little bitter-sweet:
Though Kenny may have gone away,
One day beyond, we’ll meet.

And there may be a bottle
of soda sweet and fine,
A new and shining bottle
Of heaven’s perfect wine.

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NaPoWriMo day 2/30, in memory of Kenny.

Shared at
dVerse OpenLinkNight #193.

Related

Elegy to a Loved One

Funny Money

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O this poem is hellishly funny,
And so is the state of my money.
I tell you I’m broke,
And it isn’t a joke,
But it costs not a thing to be sunny! 🙂

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Happy April Fools! No pranks today, but too late I remembered NaPoWriMo (National Poetry Writing Month) and wasn’t going to miss the first day… Especially given another great
Limerick
opportunity! May my offerings only improve from now on!

Done but not Forgotten

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I can’t help but feel relieved
This month of poetry is done!
I didn’t think I’d make it,
30 poems in 30 days?
Even though I write a song a week,
That’s just one, and this was
How many more?

Circumstances, situations, relationships, drama
All grabbed at my legs to entangle me in their delusional distractions.
And I can’t say I haven’t fallen prey!

But still, still the words have been there
When I became quiet enough to hear them,
Relaxed in body,
Open in mind,
Seeking in spirit
To find the words waiting to be written.

30 poems in 30 days?
There’s a first time for everything!
That was the beginning,
And this is the end.

Yet may the relaxed,
Open
Seeking
Continue for all eternity!
Done, but not forgotten,
To be remembered in any moment,
That the words may come
And Life may live
In peace.

A bonus for
NaPoWriMo!
This year was my first attempt, and I feel it was successful!

Translation

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Religion is full of translation
And telling us that it is so.
It’s not just an interpretation,
But set down as Law that we Know.

Theology is but ideas
To share a perception of God.
And some who subscribe to a teaching
Push anything else under sod…

Religion is full of translation
Of present and future and past.
Beyond every interpretation,
The Spirit is all that will last!

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The last prompt of
NaPoWriMo
is to translate a poem from a foreign language into English. Though I know other languages, I chose to write my own poem about translation, because with few exceptions, I share my own work here.

I Remember

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I remember how mountains seem so high when I’m trying to climb them.
But in the peaceful valley below, they just provide shade.

I remember how tears flow like a river, or not at all.
But later they wash the pain away.

I remember how my heart beat fast and hands shook violently.
But when the crisis passed, I stood strong.

I remember the fear, the worry, and dread.
But realize again that it’s all in my mind.

I remember stress, the unwelcome visitor, the needy companion.
And I remember, sooner or later, the Peace that passes all understanding!

I remember the Cause that is within me.
And I remember to choose positive effects in my life!

I remember!

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“I Remember,” the prompt at napowrimo.net, for this second to last (some say penultimate 🙂 ) day of
NaPoWriMo.
Either way, one more day!

Power Struggle

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I don’t like it when you push me around.
But I don’t have a problem telling my kids what to do.

I feel like a bad kid when you talk to me that way.
But I don’t mind making you mad to prove a point.

I point out your words that replay in my head.
But I let you keep saying them over and over.

Over and over I get on this ride.
I say I want off, but I keep getting in line.

I line up everything that needs to change
Like dominoes in a pretty row.

The dominoes fall to reveal the truth:
The power struggle is in my own mind!

“Mind over matter,” I tell myself.
But I think out of habit just the same.

I wear the same habit like a shield.
But it doesn’t protect me.

I am protected more deeply inside,
Beyond strife and struggle, beyond this powerful ride of fleeting life.

Because real life knows
The struggle is temporary.

The treatment is temporary, too.
And by the Power of Life within me, I treat it that way from now on!

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NaPoWriMo
day 28, unprompted.