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My Tanka poem has a religious echo about A Tree!
The Yew Tree seem to live “forever” as Christ resurrected from the dead. Reported in The Times that a yew tree in the churchyard at Coldwaltham, West Sussex, had been confirmed as one of the oldest trees in England planted around 1,000 BC. NOTE: Image below is not necessarily the same tree as what The Times wrote about.
dVerse says …
Let’s get a little luny
Mother Nature about to deliver — TODAY!
Labor pangs travail wind howling in pain!
Mother Earth speaks through the long nights.
Bringing forth recovered life, never aborted.
Life continues to shift, and leaves fall, rain dances.
Cold disturbs the heat, but look at the moon!
The moon so polished, large, and gleaming, we wonder!
From here to eternity, it shimmers, from my house to yours.
One more gift from God
That glow; it never burns out
Vigilant night eye!
Inspired by
Quadrille #111 – What’s That Rustling in the Eaves? The word today from dVerse is EAVESDROPPING a post in only 44 words
Okay, hear this.
One day a forever ago
while straining my ears
trying ever so hard to
listen to my granddaughter’s
very dull conversation.
“Don’t you have anything
better to do?” I asked myself.
Not to mention I felt guilty too!
Read a challenge today; although I feel “despondent” the prompt word, my first notion was to pass. Feeling sort of blue, because it is someone’s birthday, Aug.13th! A few hours later I read on dVerse a challenge and thought hmmm! I closed my eyes, with my fingers as my voice I spoke hidden words.
August 13th
Today, so long ago my husband was born, eighty-one years!
I didn’t know him at that time, I wasn’t even here, there or anywhere.
His life came and went, gone now, but lives somewhere else I know.
Someday I will follow him, as I did when he came to be. I followed him then, and I will follow him again in eternity.
Is That You, Lord!
Passing by the Church
Come! a voice seemed to whisper
Me myself with God!
Tiptoeing alone
Pausing at giant statues 
Walking to and fro.
Faces fixed in place
I can almost hear them speak
staring long enough.
Candles flickering
Shadows dancing; is that You?
Marbled eyes peering!
I wrote this poem over a year ago, and as I am inspired by dVerse to write about “LOVE” while admitting; I love my Country U.S.A. and when I see the news today this poem is how I feel!
I begin today
Should I climb on top a hill
Or just kneel to pray
Will He answer presently
Or should I choose therapy
dVerse on LOVE
dVerse wants something SILLY, just turn on the DAILY NEWS!
It seems the whole world is SILLY!
A Plandemic, oops I mean Pandemic?
New dances like — Social Distancing, ♫♪
Sheltering in Place ♪ Quarantining the Healthy ♫
Don’t miss this tip
For what its worth,
Buy stock in toilet paper.
Get rich fast!
The year Twenty Twenty remember well
Many believed we were living in hell!
We stayed apart secluded day and night
Others seemed happy and began to write.
Some started composing little poems
Enjoying spending so much time at home.
Decisions were made — let us kneel and pray
While others continued longing to play!
Something new to a spoiled generation
Is this only now our planned vacation?
Sadly the parents soon became teachers
What will we do with these tiny creatures?
Politicians fret about this and that
Clung to agendas while ignoring facts.
When the danger decides to stop and quit
Will the world seek — find another conflict?
Thereby God will again say — “You’re Grounded!”
AGAIN!
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
