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dVerse Poetics — One True Sentence

Here at dVerse, Hemingway’s idea sparked the idea for today’s challenge.
While considering if I should or skip this challenge, the decision came quickly while watching a UTube video about a teaching from a particular Orthodox elder. Although I follow the Traditional Catholic teaching before Vatican II, I find the Orthodox elders often are very wise with their words.
Writing the poem quickly after being inspired by the Orthodox elder, choosing the True Sentence from Hemingway came second as per dVerse suggested quotes.

It is very hard to write this way
Beginning things backward...
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Where is my time?
I need more time
It can't be over!

I see something ahead
The next world is before me
Everything is behind me.

I am leaving taking  only
Conscience and my will.
That is all I take!

My freewill I leave behind,
It is fixed; fixed forever with 
That last breath. 

Beginning of eternity! 
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Repetition in Poetry — dVerse



Tell the story about the Village of Grace Land
Tell of a lady so graceful and lovely!

Okay, I will!

Do I tell, before taking her meals, she prayed grace.
I will tell you now how she walked with style and grace.
And did I tell you we started calling her Grace.
I should tell if anything she lacked — it wasn't grace.
I am telling you now even her tears fell with grace.
This beautiful girl we remember as Grace.
  

I don’t think I got this right; the use of repetition in poetry! Instructions were well over my skill grade. Yet, this morning I prayed for humility; with that said I think my prayer was answered. BIG TIME!

For complete directions, click here; I know you can do it!

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My Parade of Poems — Vintage Baltimore Catechism

My parade of poems is based and inspired by The Baltimore Catechism. Catholics born before the Modern changes in the Vatican (approx. 1960) will remember learning their catechism from these text books.

One day not very long ago, (last week) I was thinking of the Haiku, a form of poetry that is popular here on WordPress and fun to write. Thinking of a theme, why not The Baltimore Catechism!

I thank dVerse along with other experts as Tanks Tuesday with Colleen for introducing several forms of poetry to me, now; in my advanced senior years. Not sure if she will approve an entire parade of Haiku’s or are they Senryu forms? Whatever! But as I said, inspired by the Baltimore Catechism … here is my parade.

Ta Da ♫
Haiku number 1
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Created by God
Purpose to Know, Love, and Serve
Eternity Waits

Haiku number 2
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Trinity One God
Creation — Angels their fall
Sin entered the world

Haiku number 3 
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Forbidden by God
Willfully crime against Him
Beg daily prayer 

Number 4  
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Help!  Saviour needed
Jesus born — dies to save us
Grace a gift from God

Number 5  
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Faith, Hope, Charity
Virtues Gifts ours to receive
Third Person awaits

Number 6
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Peace of soul to win
Treasures realized are yours
Mission accomplished

Number 7
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Be smart do your part
All you have to do is ask
Think Pascal's wager

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


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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!

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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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America the Eagle

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“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!

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