we’re but passing mist
our lifespan a breath of God
shadows seen through fog
James 4:14
riot-ous indig-nation
04 Jun 2020 19 Comments
in rhyming verse, tercet Tags: breath, death, dignity, justice, violence, virus
twenty-twenty’s canceled year
contagious virus threatens death
people hiding at home in fear
victim fights for final breath
under law officer’s cruel knee
“racism!” claimed as shibboleth
martyr suspect held up to be
reason for more murder and mayhem
lady justice still cries to be free
every violence we must condemn
learn to listen before we speak
protect dignity of all shades of men
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Frank challenges us to write verse in triplets (tercets) at dVerse today. I used ABA BCB CDC rhyme scheme for my current events poem. Pray for America!
remembering him
03 Apr 2019 12 Comments
in cascade Tags: blood, breath, cross, death, firstborn, forsaken, son, tomb, wood
firstborn son cruelly beaten
pierced, hung on rough cross
dark blood trickles down wood
utterly forsaken by God
cries out in deep agony
firstborn son cruelly beaten
releases his final breath
pagan soldiers insure death
pierced, hung on rough cross
bruised body claimed, wrapped
gently laid in bare, stony tomb
dark blood trickles down wood
Requiem written in cascade form…linking with Amaya’s prompt at dVerse.
life…as world turns
06 Mar 2019 19 Comments
in free verse, scripture Tags: breath, death, Ecclesiastes, life, preacher, vanity, world
Join dVerse Poets where Lillian quotes Eccles. 3: 1-8, a time for everything.
“all is vanity,” says the preacher
life’s breath ~ “chasing after wind”
somewhere in the weary world
newborn baby first sucks in air
toddler tosses pebbles into pond
young girl twirls a wedding dance
farmer plants seed in hope of harvest
lovers laugh to embrace ~ weep, to not
developer digs dirt in hope of homes
man grieves loss of beloved wife
old woman stacks stones on beach
dying man expires with final sigh
somewhere in the weary world
“all is vanity,” says the preacher
life’s breath ~ “chasing after wind”
rest in peace, Rip!
31 Aug 2018 8 Comments
in haibun Tags: breath, death, emotion, grave, mercy, morning, peace
Dear God, why does everyone have to die? One by one, we leave this world cold and those left standing feel abandoned, depressed, hurt, and angry. We know that you understand deep emotion. After all, you lost your only Son…and that son wept at the grave of his friend. We believe you mourn with us. Yes, our final enemy wields a cruel stinger but you took the sting out of death for Uncle Raymond (“Rip”). You called him quietly in his sleep; he passed unexpectedly, without suffering. Thank you, Father, for your mercy, even in his final breath. We grieve but he rejoices, celebrating in your presence today; reunited with his wife, son, and sisters. He fell asleep in mysterious darkness and woke to a glorious morning!
breath of life recalled
death comes as thief in the night
sun will rise again
Raymond (right) died in early morning of brother Willis’ 90th birthday (8-18-18)
mortal immortality
22 Mar 2018 22 Comments
in free verse, scripture Tags: breath, eternity, flame, keeper, life, soul
And the Lord God formed man of the dust of the ground, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; and man became a living soul. -Genesis 2:7 (KJV)
the soul
is a spark
is a flicker
is a flame
lit by holy fire
fanned by living breath
exhaled into existence
encoded in DNA
embodied in flesh
enveloped in love
to live
to learn
to laugh
to lament
until death separates.
never extinguished
ever released
to an eternity of life’s choice:
with or without the Keeper of souls.
Inspired, in part, by the scribblings of the beautiful souls who are dVerse Poets.
God rest you merry
18 Dec 2017 2 Comments
in haiku series Tags: breath, december, frost, merry, poem, whisper
Kristjaan at Carpe Diem encourages us to write a “full circle” haiku series using twelve words (bold), one per line in listed order, on a wintertime theme.
hoar frost on window
breath of heaven’s mist on trees
morning light sparkles
scent of mistletoe
cuddle under soft blanket
fireplace embers glow
poem of december
children praying for first snow
clouds whisper promise
lights on Christmas tree
wrap gifts in shiny paper
smile to see bright star
light snuffed out
07 Nov 2016 4 Comments
in lament, shape poem Tags: breath, guitar, home, life, son, song
A poem of lament, in shape of candlestick, dedicated to family of Lukas Monsma
young voice sings to guitar
sweet, yet haunting
oh, my son, I can
hear your song
on the wind
memories
don’t leave us
alone in the dark
nearly pull us apart
by plucked heart strings
strumming addicted to grief
cold, thin, mountain air
stealing our breath
mingles yours
high in sky
i’m sorry for
what was unsaid
life hangs by a thread
as we still wait for you to
turn around and come home
…and sharing music by David Nevue, “Under a Cloud” and “The Long Regret”
breezy little poem
01 Jun 2016 16 Comments
in quadrille, rhyming verse Tags: breath, breeze, maple, owlets, raindrops, trees
gentle quiver shivers maple leaves
reveals flash of their silver underside
quiet breath whispers subtle tease
where downy baby owlets hide
stronger gust flexes tops of trees
may blow in raindrops late today
squirrel kits sleep fits and sneeze
when swing in spring’s breezeway
A quadrille (44 words) linked to dVerse Poets pub.
resurrection vision
27 Sep 2015 3 Comments
in haiku Tags: breath, phoenix, resurrection, valley
valley of dry bones
death exhaled, flesh takes new breath
like phoenix rising
photo credit: wikipedia
Connecting with constellation series at Carpe Diem’s Space Odyssey
a poem in my pocket 
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