the source

every good gift received

each reminder believed

that good Lord above

is the God of great love

and our worthiness under-achieved!

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Joining Ingrid at dVerse poetics to consider gifts and gratitude.

morning hymn

every evening i rest in you
grant sleep to those you love
every morning i’m still with you
awakened by Spirit above

rejoice with the sun, the dawn is breaking
come greet the new day the Lord is making

every day is a gift from you
give me a song to sing
every moment is breath from you
give purpose to everything

rejoice with the birds, the day is breaking
come see the new day the Lord is making

every blessing comes from you
good gifts from God above
every morning given by you
our generous Father of love

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An “aubade” linked to dVerse Poets

soliloquy

 

my uncertainty

“so-lill-oh-qwee”

has a solo feel

vulnerably real…

if i publish a book

will anyone look?

read my haiku and

sneeze, hah-choo!

it would be a gift

i think, to kids and

grandkids  <wink>

or just for myself

to set on a shelf?

oh my, i sigh at the

cost, the expense

of time and money

task seems immense

my words must play

will write blog today

 

 


Talking to myself and linking to dVerse Poets where Frank suggests we write a soliloquy…

tasteful gift

 

what’s in this package? why do you ask me?
i can’t give it away ’til you open and see!
it’s something you’ll like, a favorite sweet
the taste of summer in this fair-time treat
so push, pull or twist it until you are daffy
jaw-open surprise…chewy salt-water _ _ _ _ _!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


A riddle rhyme in the Swedish gift-giving tradition for Bjorn’s prompt at dVerse!

so says Sophocles

A distillation of passage from Plato’s Republic linked to Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. Sophocles was a Greek playwright and here’s a quote from his play “Antigone”: 

“Many are the wonders of the world but none is more wonderful than man.” — Sophocles

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this gift of old age

when strength of passions relax,

free to be at peace…

but elderly who complain,

were they happier in youth?

 

 

sophocles
Sophocles bust (public domain)

 

present-ing…

(Poem inspired by article at The High Calling & poetics “gift” prompt at dVerse.)

 

work is life gift

created to create

something productive

with whatever we have

stretch and hone abilities

promote one’s self-respect

provide for own desires

satisfy another’s need

give something back

to world we live in

joyfully serve six

actively rest one

weekly rhythm

work is life

…a gift!

 

breathing the name

our first inhale
inspires a wail

every breath on lease
until breathing cease

his name rests on our tongues
spirit fills up our lungs

oxygen’s gifts from above
inspire us to be, do, love

fuller gulps we request
when exerting our best

inhaling the holy
exhaling the hurtful

breathe in life’s air
breathe out a prayer

our final breath
expires in death

until…

resuscitated to life beyond here
drink deep of celestial atmosphere