dVerse, poetry, Tanka Tuesday by Colleen Chesbro

Written for Tanka Tuesday, on Wednesday

Added this to dVerse Open Link April 15 + Hope you like it!

THE challenge is to use synonyms only for the words

SEARCH and LOST.  

I tried two forms with the same theme;  first, the butterfly cinquain
a nine-line syllabic form with the pattern two, four, six, eight, two, eight, six, four, two.
The second form is a traditional Haiku with the 
syllabic structure of 5-7-5

Seek find
In God we trust
It all depends on you
A vast world today is absent
wasted
look around beyond the hidden
See the invisible
Explore you must
Seek find

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Beyond the hidden
Explore the invisible
A world of absence


Inspired by
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This Being Human — Poetry inspired by dVerse

The challenge is to write a metaphor poem that starts with the words ‘This being human “ dVerse

This being human is to me.
Many are, all called few chosen.
With God’s saving grace, dream to find.

Be not presumptuous but hope.
That city with many mansions
Will there be, I hope, one for me?

This being human, yes, a chance.
That city above reaches high.
Brimming with love for you and I.

The only way, one way, He said!
Being human means lasting joy
He paid the price, and now it’s free.

#WQWWC, dVerse

My Letter to God

My post today is combining two inspirations from our popular Marsha Always Write and dVerse introduction with Verse Epistle (poetic letter;} my letter can be read near the bottom of this post, you can’t miss!

Quotes on family 

The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched – they must be felt with the heart.” -Helen Keller

with your family in the beautiful land of life!” -Albert Einstein

There are evil people today who want to destroy the family. We must not allow their narrative to rule. You know who and what they are!

Families are gifts from God, a mother, father, and if God blessed you with little ones, take care of their souls and bodies. Perhaps it was God’s blessings and His will that a loving couple adopts.

Four adopted grandchildren are a vital force within my family. I love them, and they, in turn, give love. I often wonder what life would be without them for all of us.  

From the Bible, we read in Mark chapter 10, verse 6:  

“But from the beginning of the creation, God made them male and female. For this cause a man shall leave his father and mother; and shall cleave to his wife. And they two shall be in one flesh. Therefore now they are not two, but one flesh.” 

Below I am inspired by dVerse suggestion to write a poetic letter; my attempt at the Verse Epistle

Letter to God,  
Dear Master, did I ever thank you for my family?
Whatever would I do without this gift from you?
It is true they keep me quite busily.

My mother would often say when children are young, they step on your toes; when older, they step on your heart. Isn't that what we all do to you? Did I ever say sorry? Thank you for another day, an opportunity to say just that.  How sorry I am for having offended you.  

Of all the gifts you have blessed me, is my family defined as LOVE, the greatest gift of all.  Thank you, I can't say that enough; I am so grateful.

Continue pouring down your grace on this world, never give up on us, PLEASE!
With returning love,
Just me again!   

My letter above in poetic form below

Mom's words I remember well
Wise in what she wanted to tell
Family steps on toes and hearts

I, too, like a child, offended you
Isn't that what we all do?
Thank you for another day

Did I ever say sorry dear Lord?
Today together in needful accord.
Sorry always for offending you

This greatest gift of Love you gave
Even when I misbehave
My family, my treasure all from you

One more thing before I end
Continue; your grace we depend
Never give up, trusting you !
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Too, too Tired! A Haibun with Haiku

Just to create conditions that something did happen a long time ago. A memory to awaken according to dVerse at … click here for more information, CLICK!

Going back in time is something expected as one age. This memory always comes to mind when I do this exercise, and I have often recalled it.
I could barely walk; therefore, I must have been about 24 months.
Knowing I couldn’t have been more than three. I remember walking outside with my mother and her lady-friend. I remember sitting down on the sidewalk and sitting there, sitting there.
My mother refused to pick me up; she kept coaching me to get up. After a few moments went by, but it seemed to me at that time a very long time. She started to walk ahead with her lady friend, leaving me to sit there.
Now that I am grown, I imagine she said something like this, “okay, just sit there, but I am going home.” The picture in my memory is; it seems as if she is far, far away; I am frightened — she left me!
I would not get up to run to her since she seemed an eternity away.
I can still see how tiny both she and her lady-friend were because they were so far away in my mind’s eyes.
In reality, they were only about 50 feet from me, and I know this because my mother would have never left me!

Stubborn baby girl
Take my hand — up little one
Too tired, mama dear!

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

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dVerse, poetry

America the Eagle

dVerse

“And there were given to the woman two wings of a great eagle, that she might fly into the desert unto her place, where she is nourished for a time and times, and half a time, from the face of the serpent.” (Apocalypse 12:14) This prophecy fits the Church, which brings forth Christ into the world. The age we are living in today is again as predicted in — II Thessalonians 2:3 as the great falling away. Since the mid 60’s the Catholic Church has been dumbed down. The Vatican at present has an Anti-Christ . Yet, the Church is flourishing in small pockets worldwide, but especially here in America, the Eagle!
America like Christ appears dead, will rise again!
To continue to nourish the Church while waiting His Second Coming.

After many years of seeking, praying and searching I finally found my way home in the Traditional Catholic Church, the difference is night and day.

U.S. the Eagle
Eagles strongest birds of prey
America tough

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dVerse made me do it!

“Jesus saith to him: I am the way, and the truth, and the life. (John 14:6)

Now for the Quadrille . . . . counting 1 -2- 3 —-44 words

Sorry folks, the word “way” made me post today!
It’s all about love, you see, love is always the way!
The way to peace is through Love; It’s in the will!
Stop! Whatever, please don’t take another pill!
Choose happiness; wish someone Happy Birthday!

dVerse

dVerse, poetry

What the World Needs Now

dVerse a poem

The Rosary

Beads to hold between fingers.
Living, breathing, life’s weapon!
We pray first through the short links—
Represent — our life, short! Next
The endless circle — Eternity!
Suggesting infinity! Never-ending beads
Slip along the ring around a blessed
String. Perfumed as the scent of a rose
Rising to heaven! She offers us her
Baby Son! It all began with the angel’s
Words, “Hail Mary full of grace.”
God’s creation perfectly as His Mother
Must be! She gave us the rosary!

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dVerse IS BACK!

For dVerse where we are asked to write a Haibun about a new beginning a first!

Writing not one but four, and this will be my fifth post today, that is a first for me.

Another new beginning I recently experience was moving from my large three bedrooms, three-story home into my converted basement into what I call my cozy cave. (bottom story)

Why the move? Its been eight years since my beloved husband passed, and my six children have long left the nest. My life is in the state of the reverse; in other words, the children I cared for will now care for me.

Now that the packing and sorting out “stuff” is over, finding places for my keepsakes here in my cozy cave was challenging but fun.

I bet you wonder who is living upstairs? Two doggies, one cat, two lovely children (girls), and their mother, my daughter.

Alone, no! Not I
Noise yes!—Quietly! Snowfalls
Float toward the goal

dVerse

The Beginning of an End

Beginnings and endings, a prompt, and today during my quiet time, early in the morning, an inspiration. I came to realize all mysteries have a common denominator. I am speaking of praying the rosary. But first, my first attempt at a Golden Shovel form combined with Tanka form.

The poem selected author and title: The Rosary.

by Robert Cameron Rogers  —>  https://search.yahoo.com/search?fr=mcafee&type=E211US1079G91398&p=Robert+Cameron+Rogers  also, you can read his poem by scrolling down to the bottom of this post.

My Golden Shovel poem is composed also in Tanka form; the bolded words are from my selected poem (seen at bottom of this post) My Poem Titled “Beginning to End”

Bless this sacred string

Holy rosary of pearls

Held by links to count

The pictures of memories

Is but a prayer to learn

An exciting point of inspiration; while meditating on each group of mysteries, a common theme is hidden. Take the example of our prompt at dVerse is of beginnings and endings.  

Ponder the last five decades of fifteen Mysteries of the original rosary blessed Mother gave St Dominic. There we see the number three along with endings and beginnings

The Finding of the Child Jesus being lost three days also representing the ending of His childhood: beginning His adult life and purpose, “And He said to them: How is it that you sought me? did you not know that I must be about my Father’s business?” Luke 2:49

The Crucifixion of Jesus, His words, “It is finished” an ending!  It was the beginning of opening the gates of Heaven. On the third day, He will rise again.

Next, we meditate on The Coronation of Mary. Her entrance into Heaven ended her earthly life but began her reign as the Holy Trinity crowns her Queen.  Three, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 

“And there are three who give testimony in Heaven, the Father, the Word, and the Holy Ghost. And these three are one.” 1 John 5:7

“And there are three that give testimony on earth: the spirit, and the water, and the blood: and these three are one.” 1 John 5:8

The Rosary — by Robert Cameron Rogers — published   https://tinyurl.com/ycplsl2b

The hours I spent with thee, dear heart,

Are as a string of pearls to me;

I count them over, every one apart,

My rosary

Each hour a pearl, each pearl a prayer

To still a heart in absence wrung;

I tell each bead unto the end — and there

A cross is hung.

Oh, memories that bless — and burn!

Oh, barren gain — and bitter loss!

I kiss each bead, and strive at last to learn

To kiss the cross,

Sweetheart,

To kiss the cross.