Filled to overflowing; Still not full enough - Stones protrude. With water Walk away what’s rough.
Linked to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge with the theme of 2019 and to Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile. I’m posting a couple of photos from this past year that made me smile. Happy New Year tomorrow night.
The poem is based on the difference between being filled and being full as described by David Pawson.
Christmas light, Starry night, Winter dazzling Angel bright.
Linked to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge with the theme “Show us your Christmas”.
Also linked to Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile. It is nearly Christmas. Although there has been waiting and perhaps much else, what’s there not to smile about?
Reality is wonderful, Terrifying, too. What seems so weak, so powerful, Is filling all of you.
Linked to dVerse Meeting the Bar. Bjorn is hosting with the theme of Christmas gift poems.
Gehenna is a garbage dump From where those there could see Heaven, new Jerusalem, Above, majestically. I saw it on the sidewalk, A rusting, one-edge blade. I picked it up and wrapped it up And threw the blade away.
Linked to dVerse Poetics. Mish is hosting with the theme “New World”.
Happiness will help one glow. Happiness may not come though One does what one thinks one should do As colors blend with others new Cycling through the ever same Rebuked, reformed then round again. Winter’s whiteness stays a while Awaiting one more happy smile.
Linked to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge. This week the theme is ‘Color My World’.
Also linked to dVerse Quadrille. Lillian is hosting with the word “glow”.
It is also linked to Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile. This past week the answers to a couple of questions on Quora suddenly made sense to me. There is nothing like understanding something (finally) to make me smile.
The sun comes rising from the sea, A sometimes cloudy mystery And sometimes not. It feels OK To sit near terns who watch with me.
Linked to dVerse Open Link Night. Grace is hosting.
Autumn echoes summer.
It echoes winter too.
May I echo only good
In what I choose to do.
Linked to dVerse Poetics. Merril hosts with the theme “echo”. I hope this echoes the prompt.
