Dale offers the prompt “the big freeze” for this week’s Cosmic Photo Challenge.
I was going to get some ice cubes out of the refrigerator when I thought I’ve been through plenty of freezing weather before. Thankfully it always warmed up.
Here are two scenes of freezing weather from northeastern Illinois.
Our partying about the hall
was stopped by writing on the wall.
That awful hand mysteriously
wrote words we didn’t care to see.
Daniel told our heads of state—
The kingdom’s over; it’s too late.
A version of this previously appeared in Poet’s Corner.
If you’ve ever wondered where the phrase “writing on the wall” comes from, see Daniel 5.
The range of colors of the leaves went from greens to bright reds and oranges before they fell. Dylan listened to Rene’s parable of letting go like those trees do in the fall so that with empty hands they may receive new blessings in the spring. It sort of made sense to him, but the nature sentimentality was a bit much.
Later that day Dylan and his wife assembled the Christmas tree in anticipation not of Santa, reindeer and presents, but of children coming home with their families.
He recalled Rene’s parable remembering how once green leaves had turned red over the years as a consequence of his own past deviations from what he knew he should have done. Now, however, he longed to see the children to bless them and to remove any curses he might have brought on them as he and his wife wished them a “Merry Christmas”.
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Denise offers the prompt word “range” to be used in this week’s Six Sentence Stories. Associated with these prompts is a YouTube Channel, Two Guys and a Girlie, discussing the writing of these stories featuring Clark, Nick and Denise streaming live on Sundays at 2:30 PM EST.
Dale, offers the theme “lights, camera, Christmas” for this week’s Cosmic Photo Challenge.
Fortunately we put the tree up yesterday in time for me to take some photos of it for this prompt.
The tree is artificial and enough lights worked to not need to buy any more.
Merry Christmas!
Our praises rise. We all concur.
The golden true light shines and we
remember all, the way things were.
Forgive—we do—each enemy.
No secret shadows hide today.
Forgive us, too, both you and me.
Now every tear that turned life gray,
that smeared our pasts into a blur,
He’s wiped away, He’s wiped away.
Previously posted in Poet’s Corner.
I was thinking of Revelation 21:4, Revelation 7:17 and Isaiah 25:8.
Daniel had no problem believing in demons especially since members of his family, including himself, were messed up like lines of broken meter trashing a melodious poem. What didn’t sink in was the thought that the salvation which the street preacher taught included deliverance from those pesky critters.
Anyway Daniel’s life bounced like a yoyo, like an echo, like his day-trading portfolio from one curse to the next. Often he would confuse a curse for a blessing only to find out that he had fallen back into the rabbit hole of his addictions.
Things stayed pretty much the same until a miracle occurred. Like receiving a nourishing sandwich rather than spare change he might trade for stimulations he didn’t need all Daniel had to do was reach out, take and eat which he finally did.
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Denise offers the word “meter” to be used in this week’s Six Sentence Stories. Associated with these prompts is a YouTube Channel, Two Guys and a Girlie, discussing the writing of these stories featuring Clark, Nick and Denise streaming live on Sundays at 2:30 PM EST.
Dale offers the theme “out of the way places” for this week’s Cosmic Photo Challenge.
These are photos I took of the Beit Shean ruins last September. For me they are an out of the way place, but they may be common for tour guides in northeastern Israel.
The first two are sidewalk tiles that were uncovered along Palladius Street. The last photo is an overview of the ruins to show where the tiles were found. In the distance is Mount Gilboa where Saul’s sons were killed by the Philistines and Saul himself died. Their bodies were hung on the walls of Beit Shean until removed, burned and buried in Jabesh (1 Samuel 31).
The shadows cast in Plato’s cave
suggested there’s a source of light.
The Gnostic orderings of night
all lacked the means by which to save,
but that’s just what we would get right
since time is short before the grave.
Poem previously published at Poet’s Corner.
Oliver pestered Theodore, a fellow member of the congregation, proclaiming him an unregenerate fool unworthy of heaven and heading down the highway to hell. Although he did not see himself in the witch and warlock business his words witlessly activated curses. If he had to excuse his behavior later on, without actually apologizing, he might say that his blood pressure was on the verge of exploding justifying him running his mouth leaving no unkindness unspoken.
Under his own state of demonic influence Theodore wondered if Oliver, who often went over the top, might this time be onto something admitting that he indeed was unworthy of heaven, but then who wasn’t? Given a recent diagnosis of terminal kidney disease Theodore momentarily felt like a failure both in his present life and, should Oliver’s prophecies by chance come true, the next.
Because he could think of nothing better as a response Theodore wished Oliver the mercy of deliverance that he himself longed for saying, “If the blood of Jesus isn’t enough to cover me, may it at least cover you.”
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Denise offers the word “verge” to be used in this week’s Six Sentence Stories.
Don’t miss the new YouTube Channel, Two Guys and a Girlie, featuring Clark, Nick and Denise discussing the writing of six sentence stories and other topics streaming live on Sundays at 2:30 PM EST.
Dale offers the theme “three shots from one spot” for this week’s Cosmic Photo Challenge.
After going through the photos I found three from one spot taken a few weeks ago. We were on the Haigler Loop around Lake Haigler at Anne Springs Close Greenway. It was the best day for the fall colors that we saw.
I just took photos turning slightly from the left to the right.
Poetry, Short Prose and Walking 