to sleep well at night
dine upon fallacy soup
decline just deserts
des instructions: a haiku
Right Here
We are told to light a candle
We are told to say a prayer
Walk in blueness in the morning
And pretend grief brings no cares
Let’s proclaim we are the candle
Let’s proclaim we are the prayer
May the hardships become blessings
When we tread together there
Original Thought Credit: Ecclesiastes 4:12 “…but how can one keep warm alone?”
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Time, Of Course
What’s the coolest thing you’ve ever found (and kept)?
There is the clock
There is the teardrop
Resting quietly atop my cheek
Daring this hour
Refusing to fall
Refusing to accept gravity
As if to remind me I am brave
And to encourage my tenderness
What happened, God can tell
What else remains, but to embrace each minute
Walk beyond the years
Since you’ve gone?
Photo Credit: Lisa Mae; FieryPhotography.com
Contest: This Haiku
Dear daylight, I’m panged
Ev’ry hour is 3am
Why this twilight zone
Comfort and Time
Comfort and Time
Let us live barefoot
Neglecting not our skin and faith ‘gainst vintage hardwood paths
Morning to morning
Dutiful with the truth of time yet careless of its grip
Feeling our steps’ worth
Determined to flee concrete trails that fail and lead awry
Water and earth shift
Considering doubt, yet days are short — Heav’n asks that we walk
Original Thought Credit: “Look closely, then, how you walk…making the most of time….” — Ephesians 5:15
Your life without a computer: what does it look like?
(My life without a Computer is better, stronger, faster….)
Then v. Now
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Then
Somewhere on a foothill
The rocks we moved
The nights we prayed
The tree we made
All caused a clearing
And, though alone and without you
I can see celestially
Now
Solve: A Haiku
Just before sunrise
The firmament feels nearer
‘Tis a mystery….
Luke 8:10 “To you it has been given to know the mysteries of the kingdom of God….”
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What aspects of your cultural heritage are you most proud of or interested in?
If my cultural heritage is not only a 3rd gen Greek, German, Irish, Swedish, Pole, but also a Child Of God, then I am most interested in that I can look back and see that, in all of my 56 years, God has always gifted me a window, that I might look outward and be in awe of Him. He knows I’ll run each morning to raise open the sash and search for the sunrise. He lets me hear the majesty of the wind, but also always lets me hear a small bird’s song. Do you hear the small bird’s song, too?
“My Awe”
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My flaw…fatal to my piousness
My world…colored by a hopefulness
Might I…take a chance on holiness
Comfort…sufferers of loneliness?
#God
#Awe
#Loneliness
#Bird
#Wind
#Poetry
Flight and Thought
What to do, what to do
We’ll see liberty through
For, to fall for The Fall now, will simply not do
Let’s recall every Spring, every Summer of Days
Let us loose our lost fervor, and our gen’ral malaise
As we move with a grace in a number of ways
We will walk, not as pawns, but as kings and as queens
We will castle, together — ‘tis what unity means
This, and, when needed, forming unlikely teams
The time, seeming plenty, is deceivingly short
This is urgent, as each soul’s not yet found its Fort
We, for Truth, serve as Knights, here on this Earthly court
Photo Credit: Lisa Mae, FieryPhotography.com
No One Cares For Poetry
I saw green-grey mountains in your eyes
I saw galaxies
Where lived my best friend
Places no one had been to
Places I longed to travel within
In rushed the moment I had to decide
Betray myself for wanderlust, or
Say goodbye to the wandering eye
Goodbye, mountains
Goodbye, friend
Photo Credit: Lisa Mae; FieryPhotography.com
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