Storms start silently. I watch the west. Indiana farmland’s prairie flat. Living here is peaceful. But the best Is spring in spite of storms and things like that. The west grows dark and I am looking at Those clouds above. I want them to explain Should they bring more than welcomed springtime rain.
Linked to dVerse Open Link Night. Grace is hosting. The form of the poem is a Chaucerian stanza. It has seven lines with rhyme scheme ABABBCC.
When I do things my own way My deeds stain red like blood. Watchful mercy passes by Avoiding me when I ask why Justice flushes with a flood. Repentance is another choice. Is that what I see? By giving up, by giving in, By turning sharply from within Mercy left a raft for me.
Linked to dVerse Poetics where SarahSouthWest is hosting with the theme of “red”.
I remember falling snow When flakes of white put on a show.
Linked to Cosmic Photo Challenge where Dale offers the theme of “pick a color”. I picked snow white.
Also linked to dVerse Meeting the Bar where I am hosting with the theme of final couplet.
Also linked to Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile. Looking back on my photos for something with a specific color I recalled these walks through Techny Park in Northbrook, Illinois, in November during the first snowfall. I love taking photos while such a snow is falling. It is peaceful and left me with a smile.
Failures come. They clear the table, Wipe the surface clean. In the distance, true and stable, Something new is seen. What I thought could never be Is now the only way I see.
Linked to dVerse Poetics where Mish is hosting with the theme based on a quote from the 17th century poet Mizuta Masahide: “Barn’s burnt down, now I can see the moon.”
Also linked to dVerse Meeting the Bar. I am hosting with the theme of final couplets – any poem with a couplet at the end.
Magic through the wizard’s hand Waves dimly. We don’t understand, Wondering how we got here, Trembling short of breath with fear. There’s that forest, dense and dark. Demons hide. Beware their bark. Expose them. Choose and let life be. Reject what’s dark for majesty.
Linked to dVerse Quadrille where Linda Lee Lyberg is hosting with the word “magic”.
Linked to Cosmic Photo Challenge where Dale offers the theme of “inside”. Although the dove was technically outside, it seemed as if she just came in. That was Kiki our cat with her head inside that cup.
Also linked to Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile. With everything going on we can still take walks in the park which is something to smile about.
May the winter not last long. I thought of spring while walking. When there's music soon comes song Melodiously talking. I’ll look with hope to find you there Smiling garlanded aware.
Linked to dVerse Open Link Night where Grace is hosting.
Next week I will be featuring final couplets: poems where the last two lines are a couplet like the one above.
I don’t remember when I left that word. It must have been upon some beach. My breath oppresses. Were I silent like a bird I might have flown securely on my way. I left that word abandoning its sound And hope the sand will keep its harm at bay. Years ago it filled my heart. I sung, But now I would forget what passed my lips Repenting, if I may, to soothe my tongue.
Linked to dVerse Poetics where Laura Bloomsbury is hosting featuring tercets with specified rhyme words coming from Raymond Garlick’s poem “Welsh-Speaking Sea“.
All the details I have missed Are hiding what stays true Adding pleasure to the kiss Of life made ever new.
Linked to Cosmic Photo Challenge where Dale offers the theme of “macro” or close up photos.
Also linked to Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile. In the midst of taking precautions for this virus and the market crash, my smile is that the family seems closer together.
But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control against such things there is no law.
Galatians 5: 22-23
Gifts may come and gifts may go, but life is best when all Like trees bear fruit of joy to share in peace and self-control. Taste how patient kindness is With love and goodness, gentle bliss As faithfulness through righteousness fulfills the ancient law.
Linked to dVerse Meeting the Bar where Bjorn is hosting with the theme of lists as the guiding source of a poem.
Poetry, Short Prose and Walking 