What are your favorite emojis?
My favorite emojis symbolize grit✅, light⚡️, commitment💞, and care👏🏻👏🏻.
Here
And, how the day demands
Me
Steadies my feet and hands
Light
It will not leave me sleep
Walk
Prove what night cannot keep
Hold
All that God’s plan entails
Life!
Complex and happy trails
If you started a sports team, what would the colors and mascot be?
I once co-organized a sports team and our colors were iridescent — shifting from rosé to blue. Our mascot was a mystery.
“What time is it?” I dared not ask — for, the shadow was skulking in fit
“How much will this cost?” the shadow’d demand — never once seeing all that I’d lost
Across the horizons of vintage floorboards, the Sun still shines, happily
Time over there and Loss over here, each our own cheerleader, sadly
What book are you reading right now?
Right now, and for the last far-too-many years, I am reading an always-closed book. A tragedy.
The world
At one time
At once
Crashed
The past, the future
The then-present, then became
A thousand-mile debris field
The Colorado mountains to the Great Lakes
A stretch all afire
Nebraska knows why
Sit
Stay
Fight out a battle no one ever wins
Lose young years you’ll not get back
Give
Grovel
Hope the other’s heart will hear
Find months of lessons learned
Be
Banter
Bargain — if you must — but make joy
Allow these precious days
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
These are tender days
Savor, now, what frees shadows
Bravery, breath, time
Would the knave or the knife or whatever this pain be
Would usurp someplace else than the wound ‘twas left in me
Would that I have the chance with the welded tines of time
Would not I, having danced, not unspeak love’s blue-eyed rhyme?
From time to time
I go looking
For a wrench
To throw
At me
To break
My heart
For a reminder
I go looking
From time time to time
Leggy
Considering going dancing
And, cannot care whether the two-step is solo
Reminiscent
Keeper…giver…wayfarer
A better time…a good time…now is the time
Blooming
Stationary, unwary, worthy
Holding all manner of good secrets to share
Old
Habitual, rote faithfulness
Adherent to rotational, gravitational patterns
Latchkey Love
Learned avoidance, practiced to perfection
Like clockwork, the thrill won’t work
Time, you are becoming
Old
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