Paint Chip Poetry the rage; will you take the dare? Clickhere!
When I was little, I had a potpourri of Old Leather boots, past on to me by my big sister. As time went on, her euphoria was all about the color yellow! As in a Turmeric flower, bright yellow pennies, even the bright yellow of the Lazy Lizard.
How silly she is, me, I’ll stick with my dreams of Sea Serpents and Mermaids.
Hand me down treasure Precious keepsake fun to take Eyeing her new stuff
I love this challenge, and for some strange reason today I wanted to write about myself, a confession.
Somehow I was inspired to compose about my journey of Faith!
Most think the Church has changed with the recent Modern Popes, but in truth, it didn’t change at all, it just became smaller. Luke 18:8 “I say to you that he will quickly revenge them. But yet the Son of man, when he cometh, shall he find, think you, Faith on earth?”
↓ My LONG LOST Faith ↓
After a few moments, asking for inspiration, a BRIGHT IDEA was wrought.
Faith was lost in the past, and like a HERMIT CRAB, I was living in a shell.
Slowly in the early ’70s, I found myself growing warmer to hot like the TROPICS. Realizing if there was a God, my choices were not His.
Something was amiss! I desired the sweet flesh of the Blessed Sacrament, but instead, it was only bread. The Catholic Church changed, I thought! I began to pray.
I yearned to be cleansed; where was this fountain where the Water Lily/LOTUS waited for me? Somewhere I knew for His promise was forever. Seek, and you shall find, like BABY’S BREATH, a beginning again; I found the POMEGRANATE, the Sweet Flesh, red Blood of He who died for me many seeds for all to see, the Church still existed. Like a PEACOCK with its many eyes, God does see our deeds, He cares!
About Tradition Gates of Hell will not prevail. Seek, and you shall find!
Once upon a time lived only Adam plus Eve
They lived happily neverending they perceived.
Meandering, a long, slimy slithering snake
I feel someone is about to make a mistake!
From that day on, the world seeks to find a reprieve.
Looking everywhere trying odds and ends
We all do hope someday to make amends.
While time marches; listen hear the tock-tick
Solution is within; this limerick!
Try this! What do you do on your weekend?
One day while enjoying a stroll
Pondering things within my soul
I came across this twisted tree
Interesting it was to see —
Created by nature, I thought!
My camera, the one I brought
Captured this dance music and all!
Although the tree was rather tall
A tiny dancer soon appeared —
My snatched image, my souvenir.
All happened while taking a stroll!
OPPOSITES ATTRACT This challenge is all about “opposing forces” and the use ofantithesis in our writing. Our words this week are:
– ascend and descend
– hope and despair
My post in the form of a Haibun with Haiku
God indeed works in mysterious ways. Take life as an example. There are those people who are their best when they are at their lowest; in other words, they seem to sink or descend to the lowest point before rising to ascend to great heights. That is the way of life, and even God Himself fell three times when He carried His Cross before He rose. He never despaired, but hoped for our salvation.
Traditional writing and True, my shining moment to remember!
dVerse has given us an opportunity to share your shining moment. This is mine!
My shining moment was and will always be the moment in time when my son came home after several stays in Afghanistan. He often still speaks of the time he experienced combat — waking up to intruders, and suddenly from one second to the next, face to face with the enemy.
Knowing of this event and waiting for his return. The words expressing how I felt when he came home, are yet unknown to even a Linquist.
One dry, dusty day …
Far away from home! Shots fired!
My Prayer answered.