See how water tests the shore
Teasing its resistance,
Resistance to becoming more.
See how water tests the shore?
Be the change that you’re made for.
Change with fresh persistence.
Be like water. Test the shore.
Tease away resistance.
Linked to dVerse Poetics. Merril is hosting with the theme of impermanence.
Also linked to dVerse Meeting the Bar where I am hosting with the theme of the triolet poetry form.
A miracle I’d like to see
Might make some mountain slide.
Explanations won’t agree.
The miracle I’d want to see
Would peel this raging heart from me
That seeks a place to hide.
The miracles I’d long to see
Would make my mountains slide.
Linked to dVerse Quadrille where Mish is hosting with the word “peeling”.
A devil pointed out some sin
That happened long ago.
I knew that justice ought to win.
A devil pointed out some sin,
But mercy found a back way in
So gratitude could grow.
A devil pointed out some sin
That happened long ago.
Colorful when given light
Shadows turn away
Waking bravely from the night
Colorful when given light
Proof beyond the sense of sight
Like a rainbow’s sway
Colorful when given light
Shadows turn away
Linked to dVerse Poetics where Linda Lee Lyberg is hosting with the theme of “to be a flower”. I picked poppies at least that is what I think those brightly colored flowers are in the photos. The form of the poem is intended to be close to a triolet.
Morning’s sun takes evening’s dark
To bring on light past gray.
Fading stars in silence mark
Morning’s sun with evening’s dark
Like old fears swept away
Refreshed by night for day.
Morning’s sun takes evening’s dark
As light wipes out what’s gray.
Also linked to Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile. What brings a smile this week is waking up in the morning realizing I have another opportunity to smile.
Covering a lie is
like covering one's tracks
in the snow.
Linked to dVerse Meeting the Bar. Amaya is hosting with a four part challenge: (1) The poem must tell a story in one sentence. (2) The poem must explore the theme of ‘the end of civilization as we know it.’ (3) The story must tell of an odd or embarrassing incident, either heard about, witnessed, or autobiographical. (4) It must be improvised.
It is one sentence. I lifted it without revision from my notebook so it is an improvisation. I suppose ‘snow’ could be analogous to ‘civilization’. The futility of covering one’s tracks in the snow might suggest a story where a protagonist is motivated to hope the snow melts (civilization ends) at least until the protagonist realizes that lies without the cover of civilization could be easier to spot.
From above on rocky hill
I see green trees below me.
The wind blows as it wildly will
Far above this rocky hill.
Distant curves of mountains fill
Horizons blue like wavy sea.
From above on rocky hill
So many trees below me.
Linked to dVerse Quadrille where De Jackson (aka WhimsyGizmo) is hosting with the word “fill”.
Also linked to Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile. My smile this week comes from the memories of Palmer’s Park in Colorado Springs and the many hours spent walking there.
Sunday’s when the mission church
From morning into night
Does its best with faithful rest
To praise the Lord of light.
The Lord of life who guides us all
When dawn proclaims the day
And we awake with thanks to take
Our part in some small way.
Linked to Dverse Poetics where SaraSouthwest is hosting with the theme of days of the week.
Linked to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge with the theme “nature as art”.
Also linked to Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile. I smile when I realize how little my own efforts have had to do with things. I mainly had to show up and serve.