Flowers through the window
that I’m looking through
with petals open on display,
staying open come what may,
there for all to view.
Dale offers the prompt “a room with a view” for this week’s Cosmic Photo Challenge and Eugenia offers “petals” as this week’s Thursday Prompt.
The ocean’s waves press to the beach.
They soak the sand then move away.
Some rough, some calm, throughout the day
indifferently the waters reach.
Persistently the pastors preach
repentance; Kingdom! Some don’t care,
but others do. Stay standing there.
Sing words, like waves upon the shore,
to offer praises ever more.
May all who’d hear join in the prayer.
Ronovan Hester offers the prompt word “beach” to be used in an A line of a décima having rhyme pattern ABBAACCDDC for this week’s Décima Poetry Challenge.
Without repentance, anxious, I
try hard to mindlessly sit still.
In lotus pose I’ll stay until
I save myself and learn to fly,
to levitate before I die
as gravity brags it will win.
My baggage stores a weight of sin
that keeps me from a soaring leap.
I need to find before I sleep
that way I’ve blocked, the true way in.
Ronovan Hester offers the rhyme word “leap” to be used in a D line of a décima having rhyme pattern ABBAACCDDC for this week’s Décima Poetry Challenge and Eugenia offers “soaring” for this week’s Thursday Prompt.
So unfamiliar, everything –
You’re sure we lived here years ago?
This trail goes where? I do not know,
but there are birds ahead who sing.
I’m wearing still your wedding ring.
Some unforgotten, busy street
should have a place where we can eat.
Then at a table with two chairs
we’ll tell each other all our cares
and taste the dreams that turned out sweet.
Ronovan Hester offers the rhyme word “street” to be used in a C line of a décima having rhyme patter ABBAACCDDC for this week’s Décima Poetry Challenge. Eugenia offers the word “unforgotten” for this week’s prompt.
My soul’s a knotty network mess.
I know some demons have to go,
perhaps them all. I’d love to show
them to the door. I do confess
I chose this curse, but who could bless
me chained with guilt and justly bound?
They block my way. They’re all around.
“You’ve still one path to liberty:
Yes, faith in Jesus sets you free.”
And now no demons can be found.
Ronovan Hester offers the rhyme word “go” to be used in a B line of a décima having rhyme pattern ABBAACCDDC in this week’s Decima Poetry Challenge. Eugenia offers the word “network” for this week’s Thursday Prompt.
I’ve been listening to and reading Derek Prince on expelling demons.
We stand to cheer and gladly clap.
The King is riding to his throne.
Our enemies, defeated, groan.
They fall forever in their trap.
Now with the twilight’s final lap
deep darkness comes to insulate
those blinded by a mindless hate.
No shadows haunt our living Light.
No tears remain. That ancient night –
how short it was our need to wait.
Ronovan Hester offers the rhyme word “clap” to be used in an A rhyme of a decima having rhyme pattern ABBAACCDDC for this week’s Decima Poetry Challenge. Eugenia also offers the word “twilight” for this week’s prompt.
Holy? Happy? Take your pick.
“Give me both!” That was quick.
Eugenia offers the word “happiness” for this week’s Thursday Prompt.
I was listening to David Pawson’s second lecture on Leviticus this morning where he made the comment at about 8:20 in the video, “The only way to be really happy is to be really holy.” So that’s what I was thinking of when writing this poem.
To give in once may seem OK.
It’s not like we’re addicted so
around the carousel we go.
“Hey, you could leave, but why today?”
Around again we go. We stay
to win the prize, a precious rag.
Our anxious minds want more. They nag
us with new offers: “Want a sip?”
“OK.” “OK?” They now can zip
us tightly in the body bag.
Ronovan Hester offers the rhyme word “zip” to be used in a D line of a décima having rhyme pattern ABBAACCDDC for this week’s Décima Poetry Challenge.
I was thinking of C.S. Lewis’s Pilgrim’s Regress where the pilgrim almost at the end of his journey sees a witch offer a deformed creature a brief sip of pleasure which the creature knows would only increase its deformation. After it agrees to drink she turns to the pilgrim and offers him a sip as well.
In faded denim, rosy blush,
he offers her a polished stone
from water where the rivers rush.
She knows that she is not alone.
In greens and yellow, alpine light,
Today the festive way is bright.
Eugenia offers the word “celebration” for this week’s Thursday Prompt. Linda Kruschke offers these paint chip phrases, “mystical, faded denim, lipstick, halo, blush, polished stone, and alpine“. At least four should be used in a sixain stanza.
Lot didn’t want to leave that day,
but angels dragged them by the hand.
His daughters didn’t understand.
His wife looked back. She’d have to stay.
“I drifted slowly from the way
through sweet deception. What a blow:
I thought I knew; I didn’t know.
That’s why we’re rushing out of there.
We heard the screaming in the air,
but it has stopped. We have to go.”
Ronovan Hester offers the rhyme word “blow” to be used in a C line of a décima having rhyme pattern ABBAACCDDC in this week’s challenge. I was thinking about Lot and Sodom from Genesis 19.
