16 Mar 2017
by lynn__
in list poem, Uncategorized
Tags: art, field, harvest, haystack, light, village
Meeting the Bar at dVerse Poets with Bjorn looking at impressionistic art
layers of light
flecks of colour
giant’s velvet
birthday cupcake
or thatched hut
is sunlit stack of
bovine manna
dried muffin-top
will-o-wisps in wind
dense center holds
heat of long day
gleaned stubble field
rests in cool shade
robust wet dabs
of painter’s palette
reflects sweat of
villagers’ harvest

haystack by Monet
25 Dec 2016
by lynn__
in free verse
Tags: candle, Christmas, light, shepherds
Light a candle on this Christmas Day
We watch with eyes wide open.
What does a shepherd know of Light?
Messiah behold
Let all nations be told
All: The Christ child has given us LIGHT!

19 Nov 2016
by lynn__
in tanka
Tags: awake, clock, light, night
old house floorboards creak
an hour passes on the clock
switch off lamp’s dim light
awake in half-empty bed
another night he works late
31 Aug 2016
by lynn__
in haibun
Tags: earth, light, moon, planets, sun
Joining dVerse Poetics prompt: moon muse personified…

photo by lynn
One beautiful summer’s eve, Moon hosted a gala dinner party on Earth’s patio but did not invite Sun (understandably, as he always seems to outshine her best efforts and makes a point of it). The Stars, however, like to imitate Sun’s braggadocio and would have enjoyed bringing his ego down a notch. Miss Moon animated the night, elegant (as always) in her pale dress with feathery cloud shawl caressing her white shoulders. The Stars regaled their gracious host with tales of the Hunter and Great Bear. They all joined in the ancient songs, illuminating the night sky. A misty-eyed Moon finally bid farewell to the fading planets and slipped into bed just before the jilted Sun blazed hot on the horizon.
moon reflects sun’s face
heavenly bodies sing praise
shine created light
25 Mar 2016
by lynn__
in octain, rhyming verse
Tags: Good Friday, light, shadow, tomb
we mark a dark yet holy day
when Light himself was crucified
condemned by men, unjustly tried
son suffered, father turned away
wrapped up in gloom, laid in cold tomb
“now God is dead!” the demons say
to save from shadow’s curse, light died
we mark a dark yet Good Friday.
15 Dec 2015
by lynn__
in free verse, Uncategorized
Tags: baby, Christmas, light, solitary
light of the

photo by lynn
world shines
in baby’s eyes
happy flame of
solitary oil lamp
flickers from barn
starlight burns
unusual brightness
above sleeping village
angelic aether
outshines campfire
of blinded shepherds
holy spark
igniting faith fire
in heart’s cold hearth
For God, who said,”Let light shine out of darkness”, has shone in our hearts to give the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ. 2 Corinthians 4:6
10 Nov 2015
by lynn__
in tanka
Tags: diwali, India, light, lotus
paint lotus with sand
taste sweet treats, ooh-aahh fireworks
darkness held at bay
_____
India’s bright tradition
begging real Light of the world

ID 59700129 © Nah Ting Feng | Dreamstime.com
Traditional clay diya lamp lit during Diwali
05 Jan 2015
by lynn__
in Uncategorized
Tags: creche, epiphany, light, star, sunrise
David
plays the vigil
on piano as i read
passages
from old testament;
quilted stars
shine
across table runner
below window.
sangria
scented candle
flickers,
light of the world
illuminates
simple wooden
creche;
its characters,
sewn of soft felt,
arranged by
young child’s hands
to encircle and gaze
at a holy babe,
God
wrapped in
helpless humanity.
white lights,
silver and gold spheres
on Christmas tree
sparkle
in bow window.
glittering star
on treetop
points to sunrise
enlightening;
warm pinks
on cool
blues
of earth’s pale
winter
sky.

27 May 2014
by lynn__
in Uncategorized
Tags: beauty, church, light, peace, unity
church is his Body
diversely stained cut pieces
peace through unity
grace gifts from Spirit
blooming flowers of the field
beauty incarnate
love sets hearts aflame
bathes whole world in true light
Alpha…Omega

Photo inspiration from Chèvre at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai
14 Dec 2013
by lynn__
in Uncategorized
Tags: candle, chandler, light
Every
human soul
holds a fire
lit by the
master chandler
who forms us
of soft wax
and then
illuminates
our spirits
with his own
brilliant
LIGHT.
Each
flame flickers
brightly, bravely
through the
long, dark
night as we
push away
fear’s shadows,
wick up hope,
burn with
holy joy,
melt to
LOVE.
(written for d’verse poets prompt and in celebration of advent)
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