Remember as the night moves in
before the day is through—
Jesus loves you—even you.
Let your heart be set on change.
Call upon His wondrous name.
You’ll find that you won’t be the same again.

Remember as the night moves in
before the day is through—
Jesus loves you—even you.
Let your heart be set on change.
Call upon His wondrous name.
You’ll find that you won’t be the same again.

Dale offers the prompt “the great wide open” for this week’s Cosmic Photo Challenge.
These photos were taken long ago, but here’s a poem that is new:
From oceans to mountains to oceans again
with clouds in the sky and the birds coming in.
Skip down to the photos. In gratitude stay.
Give praise while you can. Oops. The birds flew away.




Dale offers the prompt “the view through” for this week’s Cosmic Photo Challenge.




It’s a perfectly marvelous, glorious day.
The springtime is bright in a light-hearted way.
Softly and kindly God’s speaking to me
and I answer with praise for the wonders I see.

I once had a second or two.
So I did with them what I could do.
Well, I schemed. Then I cried.
How those seconds flew by!
Now they’re gone like a dream I outgrew.
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Denise offers the prompt word “second” for this week’s Six Sentence Poetry Slam. I also posted this on Poet’s Corner.

While looking at LaTeX templates for brochures I noticed LianTze Lim’s PocketMod package which allows one to typeset eight smaller pages on a single letter-size sheet of paper. After printing it one would fold it in half lengthwise, then fold it in half again and then again. That produces a tiny book that fits in the pocket of a t-shirt or can be used as a bookmark.
So, I put together six poems into a book which you are free to download and print, if you wish. Although I added color to the PDF file, I normally print this in black and white and landscape mode and use it as a bookmark.
For those who would like the see the LaTeX commands, I placed the files on Google Drive under Six Poems.

With heartfelt thanks
and joyful praise
we have forgotten
wayward ways
that once obsessed
our anxious days.
Forget that now.
Remember praise.


With freeze and thaw of wintry woes
some fear the still-life’s gonna die.
Why spin the news so fast that I
can see the lies beneath fresh snows?
There is the Lamb that heaven shows,
the One who can unseal the book.
The losing side will try to hook
the world with sorrows. Persevere.
The sea of glass and fire comes here
with victory and praising. Look!
Previously appeared in Poet’s Corner.

A tiny trinket out of jade
deceptively was smoothly made.
I bought it. Why? I do not know.
My dreaming mind said let it go.
I wonder now how much I paid.
Published previously on Poet’s Corner.
