Category: poetry

dVerse, poetry

What is a Triolet — Don’t Ask Me!

myforever77

 

dVerse is asking for a Triolet with a rule of the meter is iambic tetrameter, that is, each line has four accented syllables with each accented syllable preceded by an unaccented syllable… (gulp! Hmmm!)

My attempt:

Very strange thing the world today
To rid itself of God
Why? — People just want to play
Indeed the world I see today
Will soon discover as they stray
Firing God not easy
A diverse world I see today
No wonder we feel queasy

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Very strange thing the world today

To rid itself of God

Why? — People just want to play

Indeed the world I see today

Will soon discover as they stray

Firing God! Oh how odd

A diverse world I see today

To rid itself of God

dVerse, poetry, Politics

TRUTH the Newest Hate Crime

myforever77

I thought I would try and put my creative juices to work with the help of dVerse.  The theme there today is “Impermanence.”

 

I heard a sermon the other day
Nothing forever — everything fads away
Uncertainty, hate, they feed today!
The media wittingly know of hatred’s prey
Uncertainty is certainly within our life
Therefore better to avoid any strife
I heard a sermon the other day

FFE, poetry

Blackjack anyone?

myforever77

An Old Adage inspired by FFE

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Jack and Jill, Jack be nimble,

Jack the Ripper, Jack-in-the-box the toy,

Playing jacks the game. Don’t forget, blackjack!

 It is said that the name

“Jack,” in earlier times, used as

A general word for “boy.”

“Jack of all trades but master of none.”

A description is fitting many today

As we try this and that! Always searching!

Searching for that one talent,

To transcend all others.

Few of us have found it.

Suddenly a flash of 2Tim 3:7

“Ever learning, and never attaining

 to the knowledge of the truth.”

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dVerse, poetry

Blinded in order to See

myforever77

I enjoy thinking of the mysterious ways that God works.  The older I become the more likely I ponder.  This was a poem composed last year, I re-post here for dVerse Open-Link-Night.  To join in click here to follow instructions.

Blinded by God in order to see

Boats that seem to melt or sink
disappear beyond the vast
horizon. Onward they sail.
—Yonder to and fro they go!
To the eyes it ceases; Gone!
Yet, where? We must confess them
They are there, somewhere we know!
Is truly Faith surpassing!

The eclipse —horizon as
hidden mysteriously!
Looking back through time we go!

Remember Dear Saint Paul was
Blinded by God in order
To see. Mystical is God
Indeed our Faith surpassing!

dVerse

dVerse, poetry

Rhyming Christmas with Etheree Poetry

myforever77

dVerse is asking for Christmas to rhyme, why not try an Etheree in Poetry!

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Wake Up

See the Morn

Brightly Glowing

A Baby is Born

His Mother Beckoning

Welcoming All Shepherds — Kings

A World Sleeps on while Angels Sing

The Newborn King wrapped in swaddling clothes

Close your eyes, to hear His Voice Whispering

 

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dVerse, poetry

Or IS IT? Predetermined!

myforever77

A little bit of poetry inspired by dVerse 

Each day upon awaking, a mystery
Surprised to see the world survive?
We sit and sip our coffee or tea
Wondering what the day will decide

Our journey begins, our gift of time
Seal that plan; the day still young
Will it end happily and benign
Or just another night unstrung?

We are taught the choice is ours
Or is it?