Beyond those tribulations His consolations grew. Clouds ascend and may they end But leave refreshing dew.
Linked to dVerse Open Link Night. Grace is hosting.

Beyond those tribulations His consolations grew. Clouds ascend and may they end But leave refreshing dew.
Linked to dVerse Open Link Night. Grace is hosting.

In fall I picked ripe apples; In winter pruned them, too. I drank hard cider, ate fresh fruit. My dreams, thank God, did not take root Like apple seedlings do.
Linked to dVerse Poetics where Anmol is hosting with the theme “apples”.

Wavy water, sunny sky, Smiling while white clouds float by.
Linked to The Cosmic Photo Challenge where Dale offers the prompt of “Liquids”.
Linked to Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile. My smile this week is much like my smile for the past weeks. Every day this past week has been an opportunity. I smile and hope I lived each well.



I’m waiting patiently. Why not? Hands stay busy all the while. Cold contrasts with summer’s hot. I’m waiting patiently. Why not? In the end all that we’ve got Is what will make us ever smile. We’re waiting patiently. Why not? Hands stay busy all the while.
Linked to dVerse Meeting the Bar where I am hosting with the theme of the triolet poetry form.

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”.
Linked to The Cosmic Photo Challenge where Dale offers the theme of “set in stone”.
Also linked to Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile. That I’m here at all is enough motivation for praise, thanksgiving, hope and a smile.
Also linked to dVerse Meeting the Bar where I am hosting with the theme of the triolet poetry form.



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.
Linked to dVerse Open Link Night where Lillian is hosting.
Also linked to dVerse Meeting the Bar where I am hosting with the theme of the triolet poetry form.

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.
Linked to The Cosmic Photo Challenge where Dale’s theme is “the dark and the light”.
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.
