Eugi's Weekly, poetry, Supernatural Reality

The Video that inspired a Poem

Thank you Eugenia for the inspiration!

This jewel of a short video came across my feed today.

Why wouldn’t God create with His signature?
Taking those numbers ( if you watched the video,) I attempted to write a poem with a syllable count of 10 – 5 – 6 – 5,
using four lines.

The world and we shouldn’t be surprised to see
His signature there
He the Master Builder!
Why are you amazed?

Just Because, Politics

The World Today in the form of a letter

 A SCREWTAPE LETTER BY C. S. LEWIS

If you haven’t heard of these letters; you will do yourself a favor and learn something today!

This particular letter was published here today: https://fromrome.info/2021/02/22/we-are-living-in-a-screwtape-letter-by-c-s-lewis/

It describes our WORLD TODAY: Uncanny as it is!

C.S. Lewis wrote these words in his book “The Screwtape Letters” nearly 79 years ago. Amazing how this could have been written today:
′′One young devil asked the old man: “How did you manage to bring so many souls to hell?” The old devil answered: “I instilled fear in them!” Answers the youngster: “Great job!
And what were they afraid of? Wars? Hunger?” Answers the man: “No, they were afraid of the disease!” For this youngster: “Does this mean they didn’t get sick? Are they not dead? There was no rescue for them?”
The old man answered: “but no . . . they got sick, died, and the rescue was there.” The young devil, surprised, answered: “Then I don’t understand???” The old man answered: “You know they believed the only thing they have to keep at any cost is their lives.
They stopped hugging, greeting each other. They’ve moved away from each other. They gave up all social contacts and everything that was human! Later they ran out of money, lost their jobs, but that was their choice because they were afraid for their lives, that’s why they quit their jobs without even having bread.
They believed blindly everything they heard and read in the papers.
They gave up their freedoms, they didn’t leave their own homes literally anywhere. They stopped visiting family and friends.
The world turned into such a concentration camp, without forcing them into captivity.
They accepted everything!!!
Just to live at least one more miserable day . . . And so living, they died every day!!! And that’s how it was very easy for me to take their miserable souls to hell….. ′′


C.S. Lewis in 1942 – Old Devil’s Letters To Young

Carrot Ranch

Let’s Paint a Picture

This picture below I am about to paint using my watercolor palette of soft pastels PLUS WORDS.

Painting with words in the poetic form of the Double Ennead comprises five lines with a syllable count of 6/5/11/6/5, (33 SYLLABLES per stanza) 3 STANZAS EACH = 99 SYLLABLES, NO MORE, NO LESS! Punctuation and rhyme schemes are optional and up to the poet.

Meet me at the SALOON!

Dreamy pastels await
Color palette grab
Listen, hear now the soft pinks calling, melting
Away like sweet butter
Frosting on a cake!

Turning shades of blue to
Creamy violet
Eyes close tight —Imagine a vision, picture
A fantasy, magic
A painting finished!

Winter delight so warm
Whites seem to vanish
Seemingly Sinks into the deep freeze below
That image born within
Heaven far away!

Photo Challenge

Pointing at YOU!

A Cosmic Photo Challenge Inspired by Dale

Believe it! This snow tree NOT photoshopped except a little blue I inserted since the photo was so white. Driving home one snowy day a few years ago, I noticed the snow resting on some nearby pine trees’ branches. I had to capture this bizarre image, and so I did.

BLAME IT ON THE SNOW!

Challenge

WQWWC

Reblog

Reasons for all Seasons

Today I am at a loss for words to post, tomorrow is Valentine’s Day so Reblog this from two years ago. I hope it makes you smile. I

I Believe, BECAUSE -

My post here is an acceptance of Colleen Chesebro Challenge Tanka Poetry; her challenge is to use the synonyms for the words “Meaning & Passion” look for the synonym underlined.

How boring life would be without those famous candy hearts on
Valentine’s Day, thank you, Saint Valentine, for yourmessageof love.♥♥♥

Who doesn’t enjoy that green beer on St. Patricks Day,

HOWEVER

♫ It’s not easy being green ♫ ♫ ♪; (tell that to AOC)

The warmth of Spring brings Easter, a new bonnet and basket full of colored eggs, bunnies; peeps too! The Lord has Risen proving He, Jesus Christ, IS God. Ah! Easter, God, is good.

Merry and joy, lights, decorations are here. Its Christmas, His Birthday and yet, we get all the presents. Just think if He never came to us, no reason as they say, for the season.

Any of the Seasons!

Powerful is…

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poetry, Tanka Tuesday by Colleen Chesbro

Think WIN, WIN!

The Alouette form of poetry … (Rhyming on my brain) consists of two or more stanzas of 6 lines or more. Syllabic: 5/5/7/5/5/7 — Rhyme Scheme:  “aabccb

+++++++++++++++++++
God’s gift of grace free
You won’t disagree!
His teachings Holy and Sound.
Angels there to guide
Always on our side
His Kingdom easily found!

Truth will set us free
Can one disagree?
Be not drunktipsy on sin
Nor a careless life
Choose peace avoid strife
In the end think win, win — win!

Why are some words above bolded? Those would be the synonyms for Loose & Tight as the prompt calls for this week. Click here to join

Just Because

Did You Know

Valentine’s Day is a Catholic Saint’s Feast Day, known as St. Valentine

Valentine’s Day is ALMOST HERE!

My favorite SECULAR quote on the theme LOVE “You always hurt the one you love.” by Allan Roberts also a very popular song with the same words for the Title.

My favorite supernatural quote has to be.
“Let us therefore love God, because God first hath loved us.” 1John 4:19

Love, love and love!

dVerse, poetry

Alouette Form Titled Our Time

dVerse is calling out its OLN day!  

Here is a poem I posted last October about the theme “Time.”

We all have it; what are we doing with it? The question.

I tried the Alouette form of Poetry.

Before I copy and paste my poem from a past post; I want to share something a wiser person mentioned to me just the other day. I never thought of this; perhaps you have. He said, God, Jesus, had to become a man like us, a man to suffer and die like us, in order to JUDGE our actions justly. I thought that was interesting, just wanted to share.

We live, yet we die
A gift of will; why?
The gift from whom? God our voice
He came — gave us time
Life — our turn to shine
Death He gives again our choice!
Helps us on our way
Expects us to pray
Asking for — claiming Wisdom
Angels there to guide
Always on our side
Calling all to His Kingdom

dVerse

true story

Do as I say Not as I DID! #TTC

I, for one, do not ENJOY confessing my stupidity.
Praying for the STRENGTH to do just that right here and now.
PERHAPS some other person will learn from my BAD!

Don’t DO THIS!

My true story! This week, a few days ago, while grocery shopping.
Everything went well as expected; however, after I placed my bags carefully into my car, a man approached me and said, “If I give you $20.00 will you drive me a few miles down the road to the motel where I let my girlfriend off, as we both fell down a big cliff, which is why I am all dirty.”
I said, “No, I don’t want your $20.00, and I don’t drive anyplace I am not familiar with.”
He showed me his driver’s license; I gave him my keys. (Dummy me) I know!

With my keys now in his hands, we drove out of the parking lot, noticing quickly he drove too fast, cutting other drivers off, squeezing in and out —in other words, driving recklessly.

I remained quiet, realizing I made a big mistake and was thinking about how to get out of this problem. My first thought was to become passive since I knew I was at his mercy.

As I traveled with him, while he controlled the wheels; it seemed to me he was lost, turning corners as going in circles. He was attentive to the passing vehicles and mentioned over and over, as we passed them, he said, “My girlfriend, I saw her in that car.”
A few moments later, he saw her in another car. He spoke again after a short time passed; he saw her walking down the street.
I told myself to remain calm since he began to become nervous, shaking, as some refer to as tweaking. He was wringing his hands while waiting for the lights to turn green. Finally, when he started to sound the horn at the car in front of us, I said,
“Don’t beep the horn at other drivers; you might cause an accident.”

“No! I would not want to do that,” he politely said.

By this time, I was the one getting nervous; he spoke to me over and over, saying, “God bless you, thank you, God, thank you.”

Looking around out the window, I realized we were getting into the neighborhood where my daughter worked. An idea was wrought! I spoke clearly to him the following words. “I remember now my meeting with my daughter at 10:30. Could we drive there? It’s just around the corner.” (which it was)
He was quick to respond, “sure, tell me where to turn.”

“Next corner, turn right.”

He obliged and turned; quickly as I instructed him. As he completed the turn, he spotted his motel and seemed pleased. “Right there is where I dropped my girlfriend off.” He exclaimed, excited!

“Great, turn into their driveway,” I said.

He did, he parked, put the keys on the seat, and ran into the entrance. I didn’t know I could still move so fast; at my elderly age of 80, I soon had control of my car like a flash. Driving carefully but not soon enough, I went into the street that would free me from my nightmare. I pulled over after driving a minute or two into a shopping mall; like a dam that burst, all my emotions flooded, tears streaming down my face. I sat there and scolded myself. My adult daughters also grounded me; it seems I am not allowed to go grocery shopping anymore unless one of my adult children or daughters-in-law are with me.

The End… sorry we can no longer reach out, these days.

TTC