poetry

Paint Chip Poetry, a Haibun of Inspiration

 

Poetry?  Perhaps a Haibun with Haiku!

What inspires? Listen carefully as the song, America the Beautiful, inspired by purple mountain majesties. Our imagination, too, is kindling for a vision. Pray for a monsoon of grace, an epiphany, imagine drinking hot cocoa while pondering the unknown. So much still to discover, as Adam and Eve found the fig leaf, you to can find. Something is there waiting for you so away with the fake rubber ducky, away with the cheese puffs, say hello to wine and sweet dessert, time to explore your mind, and unearth your hidden talent.

Good-bye to ducky
Discover wine and dining
Dig up your talent

 

Paint Chip Poetry here

 

 

 

 

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Try It … Take a Break … Relax!

Try It!  It’s your turn to do creative writing using these paint chip words below.

Find the prompt click here

 

Before God created — only obsidian
Although God needed nothing and so nothing was
The Three perfectly happy; their alpine, their all.
Rich soil, snow angels totally they created!
All-knowing, God, absolutely spoke: “I predict!”
A jaded panther appears, red flag certainly!
Before God created — only obsidian

 

SoCS, Word Prompts

Remember this!

Astronomical or Celestial this poem is beyond the universe inspired by SoCS.  

Waiting for a reason, not that I needed one, to post this beautiful poem by Mary Dixon Thayer.  Readers here you may remember it from happier times within the Church.

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Lovely Lady dressed in blue ——-   
Teach me how to pray!
God was just your little boy,
Tell me what to say!

Did you lift Him up, sometimes,
Gently on your knee?
Did you sing to Him the way
Mother does to me?

Did you hold His hand at night?
Did you ever try
Telling stories of the world?
O! And did He cry?

Do you really think He cares
If I tell Him things ——-
Little things that happen? And
Do the Angels’ wings

Make a noise? And can He hear
Me if I speak low?
Does He understand me now?
Tell me ——-for you know.

Lovely Lady dressed in blue ——-
Teach me how to pray!
God was just your little boy,
And you know the way.

#FOWC, Word of the Day Challenge

All is Well!

Rain cascades softly on the window edge
Gods good grace falling, falling, falling!
A following fierce wind born —

Hear the music of a piccolo; no a bird!
The sky opens up to allow Gods power seen.
Listen; thunder roaring like a lion.

Instantly the sun’s rays appear
Signaling peace restored.
All is well! The storm drifts on!
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Lens-Artists, Photo Challenge

Lens—Artists my delicate image

This amazing image was captured a few days ago as I drove down a country road.

A tree growing out of a dead stump, I titled it “Resurection”; a reminder of how our bodies will rise again as the Catholic Creed promises.

I believe … “The resurrection of the body, and life everlasting, Amen”.

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#FOWC, Ragtag Daily Prompt / RDP

Fix the Man and the World will RIGHT!

Word prompts are SymptomExercise

We have all formed opinions about life in different ways, some from our parents, schools, books we read or just thinking.
Reading blog after blog here I form opinions and theories every day about people and the why. Why are we so unhappy? We complain about this and that it almost seems that there are few moments when we see anything useful.
Take our government, and governments all over the world. The world is diseased, and the symptoms are many.

I for one do not trust the government, but I am of the opinion that people get the government they deserve. When you look at the world, in general, it is on that slippery slope, declining with each passing day. Here in the U.S.A., it doesn’t matter if it’s the reds or the blues or purples that are in charge, either side belches hate for the other. Neither considers what is best for the people but instead continue to parade a merciless, unyielding approach.
Here is a little story that brings the point up front. Many of you may remember hearing this tidbit, as I have. A tale about a little person, boy or girl doesn’t matter. The child was bothering its mother while she was trying to read the newspaper. The mother was noticing a colorful picture within the pages, she tore it out and cut it into little pieces, mixed the parts to create a puzzle for her child to solve. Much to the mother’s surprise, the child too young to know geography put the puzzle together very quickly, she inquired, how? Her child told her, “mom on the backside of the puzzle there was a picture of a man; if you put right the man, the world comes together.”

The primary symptom/problem, for the most part, we have taken God out of our world and exercised Him with spite. Think about it! Ever since the world gets further away from the Ten Commandments He gave us, we continue to replace Him for strange gods, and the world declines. Is it any wonder we suffer from “Climate Change,” while we await His greater chastisement as in the past history of the world He allows.