How to Weave a Tapestry

Paint a picture in your heart.
Someone else’s will not do.
Choose the colors and designs
That are meaningful to you.

Warp your loom to measure threads.
Keep the tension all the same.
Round and round you wind the yarn,
Making up your picture frame.

Over, under, over, under,
Filling in the detail sure,
Back and forth across the warp,
Goes weft that makes designing soar.

Separate threads now interlacing,
Shuttles transport yarn beyond;
Tapestry is taking shape,
And life is every weaver’s song.


The NaPoWriMo.net prompt for today was to write a didactic (instructional) poem teaching a practical skill. I couldn’t shake the weaving idea, so this is my contribution for day 19 of
NaPoWriMo.

METAPHYSICAL

Manifesting all we see,
Eternal Love creates;
Transforming what we do not need, by
Agency of Grace.
Prosperity is ours, because the
Highest Good is real. And
Yesterday has come and gone to help us
Sense and heal. Our
Intuition is the voice of
Consciousness and Truth, the
All-in-all within us all that
Lives, sustains, renews!


Today’s prompt for
NaPoWriMo
was to incorporate 10 terms from any kind of dictionary into a poem. This is an Acrostic for (the word) Metaphysical and contains Metaphysical Dictionary terms – just not 10 of them.

What I Fear

I fear my feelings, great and small
That pile up and roll and balls,
Compress themselves so dense and deep,
To build their house on top of me!

They decorate my mind and heart
With everything that’s cold and dark.
They take my thoughts and feelings good,
And burn them up like coal and wood.

I fear the way that I would be
If they should get the best of me!
And so I turn to God above,
Within me now, for strength and love!

I may not always feel His peace,
But I know God will never cease.
He calms the storm and every fear
And makes these feelings disappear.

God washes out their house of sand,
For I am in His guiding hand.
He shows me where to build my place:
Upon His rock of truth and faith.


This poem was very loosely based on today’s NaPoWriMo prompt. The prompt was an Almanac Questionaire, and one category was “What I fear.” Also based on the New Testament parable of the wise builder and the foolish builder.

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Mirror of More

In the mirror I see
What I think is all me.
But illusion is there
In these eyes and this hair.
I am much more to know
Than the outside can show!
When I look and I find,
Deep within my own mind,
All the Presence of Good!
And how I wish I could
Bring reflections so sweet
To the mirror and me!
And when I go within,
This is what I begin:
To depict for the world
Spirit’s image unfurled!
Not for praise of my own,
But so others come home
To the One, true and pure,
And the Mirror of More!


Today’s prompt at napowrimo.net is to write a poem with doubles, in the form or in imagery. This is my humble, heartfelt submission for
NaPoWriMo.

I Know

I know the Spirit is within me.
I know I live beyond this lifetime.
I know the Truth sets me free.
I know that God is all there is.
I know separation is illusion.
I know that Love is real.
I know that for all I know,
I know nothing,
And unless I examine my life
And improve from within,
I know that life is not worth living!


This one is unprompted, for
NaPoWriMo,
with 18 days left!

Inspired by:
“For all I know, I know nothing if I cannot demonstrate a better life.”
–Dr. Paul Leon Masters

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The Strongest Ties

Even the strongest ties
Can be cut,
Torn,
Or simply untied

The heaviest shackles
Broken,
Unlinked,
Unlocked and released

The deepest despair
Is lifted,
Shifted,
Lightened and brightened

Not by force and fear,
But by faith and freedom;
Not by will and work,
But by wisdom and worth

By action following inspiration
And inspiration flowing from
Inner strength

The still, small voice is speaking
And you can’t hear it through the rattling shackles
Or feel it through the binding ties

But you can know it,
Follow it inward
Despite them

And one day as if by magic,
You are fresh and free,
Unshackled and unbound

As you have been
From the beginning:
But now you know!

Unprompted, this is day 10 of
NaPoWriMo!

Thank you to all those who have read, liked, followed, retweeted, and just plain been supportive of the commitment that so many poets have made this month!

One Less Enabler

It’s over. I won’t enable you anymore.

There. I said it.
You don’t understand it, but I said it.
And what’s more, I meant it.

Now you can feel as you will, because you will.
And I am not uncaring –
I’m sorry you don’t understand.
I’m sorry you feel the way you do.
But that doesn’t change the fact that
It’s over, and I won’t enable you anymore.

See? I still remain, living, breathing, thinking,
Even though,
Or because?
I finally stood up
To proclaim:

It’s over! I won’t enable you anymore!
Now there’s one les enabler in the world.


Today’s prompt was to write a poem containing a line you’re afraid to write. Well, there it is! And if this is you, take heart! You are not the first, and you won’t be the last to say this! May you, too, have the courage to say it when the time comes, and to still remain kind, but firm! You don’t need to be someone’s doormat to respond positively and spiritually! Sometimes the most spiritual thing you can say is, “no.”

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Also shared on
dVerse OpenLinkNight #173.

Tritina

Before we came together, we were one.
But in my disconnect, I noticed two
And lost perception of the you in me.

I heard your voice and looked outside of me.
The loudness of the many drowned the one.
Without the inner silence, there were two.

In every life duality means two.
No different was the fighting duel in me.
In stillness I can recognize the one.

I know the one through me perceiving two.

From yesterday’s prompt at
NaPoWriMo,
a Tritina.

Heart

I have a heart
Somewhere in there,
My guarded part
That shares and cares.
Or so it would
If I let it go,
But I keep on telling
My poor heart no!

I have the passion
Of fire inside.
And I keep it rationed,
Denied desire.
O how it would blaze
If I let it go,
But I keep on telling
My poor heart no!

I have a love
That grows and flows,
Beyond and above,
Around and below.
Love is the Power
To let it all go
So I can stop telling
My poor heart no!

And I proclaim yes
To my heart and soul!

Day 7 of 30!
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Also shared at dVerse for
OpenLinkNight #179.
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Six Days

And on the 7th day God rested?
Really?
Does the Universe need a rest?
If I dared to have an opinion,
It is doubt.

I highly doubt
God needs a rest.
If God rests,
If the Universe rests,
Then vibration, creation, movement, evolution
Stop!
On the dime so to speak.

And knock on wood –
The Universe is still going!

So, in my very humble opinion,
God did not rest after 6 days.

He looked at all the creations,
Contemplated them,
Truly saw them, every one!
And He said:
I am there
And there
And in that thing
And over there
And here too
And everywhere!
And it is good!

Contemplation –
Knowing something,
Knowing yourself in something,
And knowing you know,
Deep and gentle,
Still and quiet,
Just knowing…

And so God knew Himself
To be in each creation
And knew one creation
To be His own likeness,
So it could contemplate itself
And God within itself.

That last creation,
That contemplative, creative creation
Is His Child of Light –
YOU!

Now,
Contemplate that!

Part of NaPoWriMo.

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