House pests: when it’s too wet we have earwigs, when it’s too dry we have ants.
future revelation
18 Jul 2022 2 Comments
in scripture Tags: future, logos, manna, name, stone, victory
“Whoever has ears, let them hear what the Spirit says to the churches. To the one who is victorious, I will give some of the hidden manna. I will also give that person a white stone with a new name written on it, known only to the one who receives it.” *
pay attention to Logos
the first and the last Word
who embodies hidden manna
if you have ears, use them to
listen and believe, remember
hold fast to faith, claim victory
reward of pure white stone
written with glorified real name
smooth in overcomer’s fingers
testament to commuted virtue
signifies acquittal from guilt and
condemnation, seen as worthy
in the Master’s eyes, welcomed
with solid ticket to the kingdom
as he persevered, so shall we!
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*Revelation 2:17 NIV
making memories
14 Jul 2022 2 Comments
in haiku, haiku series Tags: candy, fireflies, grandchildren, grasshoppers, waterpark
grandchildren’s weekend
visit foreign candy store
summertime sweetness
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see lit jar lantern
granddaughter catches fireflies
flashes in twilight
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water park zipline
grandson glides off high platform
makes big splash in pool
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baby grasshoppers
hop wildly around our feet
wait till they grow up!
sleepless lullaby
06 Jul 2022 4 Comments
in music poem, rhyming verse Tags: abortion, baby, free, lullaby
rock-a-bye baby in mother’s womb
how could you know it would become tomb?
life sacrificed for your mama’s choice
shouldn’t unborn women be given a voice?
abortion hurts mothers, it’s medical rape
dishonors the body’s natural landscape
increases breast cancer, depression, and grief
with memory haunted by pregnancy brief
unbridled abortion comes at high cost
sixty-three million lives have been lost
planned parenthood is a business of blood
fresh baby-parts market with organs to flood
we must do better in land of the free
abortion for life of the mother might be
but killing our offspring seems uncivilized
the life of each person be precious and prized!
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The practice of abortion is shrouded with euphemisms but let’s reconsider the harsh reality. Can you sing this without gagging? (tune of “Rock-a-bye Baby”).
how paint chips fall
03 Jul 2022 6 Comments
Try paint chip poetry with Linda Kruschke!
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i’ll no longer think the
grass is always greener
as my life will be verdant
under cumulonimbus skies
after watering the zinnias,
i will take a drive to the
local spice market to taste
a wild huckleberry sorbet
later, i‘ll read and write by
candlelight before retiring
to antique brass bed and
sleep late, when i am old
if plants could pray
01 Jul 2022 2 Comments
in free verse, prayer Tags: corn, drought, heaven, prayer, rain
Lord, do you hear the corn?
parched leaves curl inward
desperate to conserve moisture
green tips point up, reaching
toward heaven’s hot expanse
in dry plea for relief
do i see small rain cloud form?
hear faint rumble of distant thunder?
oh, yes and amen
crops thank you in advance
faith grows greener
his promise
24 Jun 2022 Leave a comment
in american sentence Tags: faith, grace, love, promise, rainbow
dibble~toes
08 Jun 2022 11 Comments
in ekphrastic Tags: sand, sea, surf
seaside holiday
playing cat-and-mouse with surf
transport sand home
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A senryu for dVerse poets where Merril hosts ekphrastic poetry.
dissonance
04 Jun 2022 12 Comments
were you?
you both WERE in love…then
made vows before (witless) witnesses to
foot washing with ice water (frozen heart…hidden feat)
no one spoke against your onion
(later revealing layers of stink)
i was happy for you, me, all of us as our family grew by one – won!
first daughter-in-love, my friend; later by three (really grand) babies
but marriage (on a lease)
miscarries
i can’t make sense of… how? why? mutually exclusive/abusive truth?
untreated mental illness maybe, but who of us isn’t crazy?
too much loose talk creates looney ‘toons (LIVE!)
money-hungry maven (& lawyers) leave husband homeless
he’d rather be trucking anyway
any day divorce. will. be.
final.
broken homes – bleeding hearts = shared misery
we all fail each other excruciatingly (like torn parachutes)
relationships nullified or replaced
you rejected him…
and me.
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Linking to dVerse where Bjorn challenges us to meet the bar with dissonance…i get the theme if not the form.
II. imbalance of power
01 Jun 2022 16 Comments
“Many stories which are not on paper are written in the bodies and minds of women.“ – Amrita Pritam
in our weakness we find strength
to be a woman is to weep
love hurts because our hearts love deep
and for love’s sake, women lose sleep
to love and nurture is part of our nature
monthly cycle of cramps and blood
hormonal emotions of changing mood
endometriosis, cervical or breast cancer too
even childbearing brings tears of joy and grief
belly stretch marks, skin tags and bags
age and gravity means beauty sags
hot flash sweats feel like dishrag
have women not bourn and mourned enough?
must we also suffer the shame of porn,
abuse, rape, abortion, sexual scorn,
abandoned by lovers in the morn?
godly women clothe themselves in dignity and honor
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Linking to dVerse Poets where Punam introduces us to poetry of Amrita Pritam.
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