WORD PROMPT — Rainy Days
Read all about them from my point of view!
I love rainy days, although I wouldn’t want to see them too often. A good rainfall every ten days or so would be a welcomed treat. I imagine each raindrop as God’s grace/blessings falling from above to earth. Water purifying the air, watering the flowers and all His creatures. During a heavy rainfall we including birds, butterflies, bees and all, seem to hide for a while, and then when it stops raining we dance out from wherever, singing, buzzing all around, looking for the rainbow. Happiness is there once more, take the time to listen and see; rain bringing joy, even to those who didn’t revel in its beauty; they too are delighted when it ends.
Rain means aid is on the way; what help to me; I don’t have to water that day nor the next. Don’t have to drag those heavy hoses around, changing positions; it means more time to do other things.
Whenever it thunders, I feel so grateful to have a roof over my head; not everyone enjoys that protection, I realize that!
I usually find myself thanking God for every drop He sends me, although at times He teases me with a little shower instead, not even enough to wrought a puddle. “More, more,” I ask, with no avail. I hear His voice, “NEXT TIME!”
Last September while visiting a friend and with luck, I had my camera for once.
Let’s get BUZZED
Today the subject; Trees! Don’t you just love them!
This First one has always reminded me of a Dancing Tree so I add a little help!
Next, who said lumpy is ugly?
Finally, a Tree growing within a Tree!
The shadow of the moon danced on the lake.
Morphing of the shadow as the light of the moon penetrated through branches; the reaching arms gracefully unveiling its ballet to a full moon.
A moon suspended high beyond its genius of design, a living greeting card.
The priest that morning at the sacrifice of the Mass, held the host high above his head, again a change; the bread of earth-penetrating God’s enlightenment is unveiling bread from heaven.
Of the Supernatural
Morphing night and day
Ragtag Daily Prompt — The word today is “Inspire” along with my contribution to Tanka poetry.
Rugged, tough, lumpy
Inspired via the knobby
beauty found offbeat
hidden right before your eyes
behold before you stumble!
My photo image of the said tree nearby a school
At the most basic level, a cinquain is a five line poem or stanza. The poem has one topic, and the details describe the topic’s actions and feelings. They have 2 syllables in the first line, 4 in the second, 6 in the third, 8 in the fourth line, and just 2 in the last line.
My post here is an acceptance of Colleen Chesebro Challenge Poetry; her challenge is to use the synonyms for the words “Care and Share” my choice according to Thesaurus was “Worry and End”.
School over off the hook —
end homework worry free — yes sleep