posting poetic prose
30 Sep 2019 1 Comment
in tanka Tags: conversation, devotion, God, prayer, quiet, spirit, Word
morning tea with God
prayerful conversation
listen to the Word
vital act of devotion
Spirit speaks into my life
Linking to Carpe Diem Haiku Kai‘s final post for month of pilgrimage…”an act of devotion”
13 Aug 2019 12 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: anniversary, flesh, kingdom, Maker, silence, spirit, translation
Tonight for poetics at d’Verse, Laura offers translations of poems by non-English poets for us to interpret and respond with a poem of our own…
Anniversary
And we go on and on,
neither sleeping nor awake,
towards the meeting, unaware
that we are already there.
That the silence is perfect,
and that the flesh is gone.
The call still is not heard
nor does the Caller reveal his face.
But perhaps this might be
oh, my love, the gift
of the eternal Face without gestures
and of the kingdom without form!
by Gabriela Mistral (1889-1957) – the pen name of Lucila Godoy Alcayaga, was Chilean and the first Spanish American author to receive the Nobel Prize in literature.
50th anniversary
oh, my dear,
we would have
celebrated fifty years
together,
if still awake
but here we lie,
on and on
yet
side by side
asleep in
perfect benighted
silence
waiting for day
when our Maker calls
us each by
name
new flesh restored
reuniting with spirit
to fully
savor
the gift revealed
of an eternal kingdom:
to see
face to Face!
by lynn__ American poet 1959 –
24 May 2019 19 Comments
in ghazal Tags: blessed, father, Jesus, ransom, spirit, true love
dear Jesus, son of Father God above
Spirit confirms you are my one true love
for you created me in mother’s womb
you chose me from the start as own true love
Father, you are attentive to my prayers
the details of my life blessed by true love
my Savior, you gave up your life for mine
high ransom paid, you claim me as true love
you have forgiven my unfaithfulness
and will remain forever first true love
sweet Spirit gently speak to weary heart
to reassure Lynn you’re her best true love!
This is my attempt at writing a ghazal. A ghazal is usually about love, either romantic or divine. It is written in couplets with a repeating refrain. In English, the meter is natural, like iambic pentameter. The final line includes the author’s name. Gay Reiser Cannon shares samples of the ghazal form at dVerse Poets pub…
12 Apr 2018 10 Comments
in tanka Tags: gallop, horses, mustangs, nursing home, spirit, stall
wild horses gallop
through her mind’s long ago rooms
spirit whinnies free
wonders why they corralled her
in nursing home’s confined stall
Getty Images
Linking to Toads’ Garden, inspired by Maya Angelou’s poem of “long ago rooms”
05 Apr 2018 Leave a comment
in tanaga Tags: burning bush, holy, people, spirit, temple, tomb, womb
We’ve celebrated Easter…Pentecost is coming!
burning bush in desert place
holy ground tread with bare feet
temple built as sacred space
where heaven and earth did meet
virgin’s womb a holy space
where divine entered our world
fishing boat or grassy place;
when Jesus spoke, truth unfurled
upon the cross where he stayed
hanging between sacred space
in the garden where he laid
death couldn’t silence holy grace
holiness we now receive
spirit fire from heaven’s hand
wholly people who believe
God’s house gathers from all lands
19 Oct 2017 6 Comments
in haiku series, senryu Tags: cemetery, death, headstone, live, prayer, spirit
Carpe Diem Haiku Kai celebrates 5 years! Revisiting theme: on our way home…
music in clinic
contemplate own funeral
face mortality
_______
reading old headstones
on walk through cemetery
how did eddy end?
_______
morning prayer time
Spirit’s breath fill us more
to live while we can
photo by lynn
25 Oct 2016 19 Comments
in free verse, prayer Tags: body, fear, love, spark, spirit, wildfire
A quadrille (poem of 44 words) on De’s theme of “spark” at dVersePoets
the
essence of
Love
broke into
this broken world
held hostage by
Fear
to cast it out:
let go and
Believe!
holy Fire
inflamed
disciples to
witness to Word
fearlessly;
now spark a
new reformation
of Body
as living organism
ignited by
Spirit’s
wildfire.
03 Nov 2015 22 Comments
in haibun Tags: spirit, van gogh
Linking to dVerse where Bjorn is serving fresh haibuns…
View of the Church of St. Paul de Mausole by Van Gogh
The artist’s brush expresses what ears may not hear and tongue cannot say…
“After he took him aside away from the crowd, Jesus put his fingers into the man’s ears. Then he spit and touched the man’s tongue. He looked up into heaven and with a deep sigh said to him, ‘Ephphatha!’ (which means, ‘Be opened!’). At this, the man’s ears were opened, his tongue loosened and he began to speak plainly.” (Mark 7:33-35)
Is the one who inspired the colors of Vincent’s art the same spirit who illuminated Mark to write good news? Perhaps today, Christ’s spirit sighs for us “to listen” to his loving whispers…or he may be prompting us “to speak” his message of peace. Hearts and minds, like church windows of the soul, need to be opened to let in the fresh breeze of the Holy Spirit. If only Vincent had found healing in this life.
24 Sep 2014 8 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: cliffs, fear, fly, spirit, wings
Inspired by photography of Brooke Shaden at: http://brookeshaden.com/gallery/
Photo credit: Fear of Falling by Brooke Shaden
we paste rags, dead leaves
on pathetic cut-paper wings
then tie them to our backs,
flap arms and hope like mad
to fly away from barren cliffs.
a dangerous fog of smug
self-sufficiency muddles
our minds and fills us with
secret, dark, well-founded
fears of crashing on rocks.
if we open our hearts and
minds to receive his Spirit
to dare believe in a Love
who is wiser and stronger
than us, to bow in humility
his face will shine through
thick fog, remove our fears
(except healthy fear of him)
fit us with love’s living wings
and raise our spirits to soar!
