Autumn Gratitude

Colder weather, cloudy skies,
Foliage brilliant to the eyes.

Liked to dVerse Open Link Night. Linda Lee Lyberg is hosting.

Streetlight

Dreaming of Winter

Leaves are turning red in fall.
Watch the geese go somewhere new.
With a conscience true may all
Of winter’s sorrows not turn you.

Linked to dVerse Open Link Night. Lillian is hosting.

Maple Leaves

Strength

Alone my strength is weakness,
Like mist to fog the mind.
Through fresher eyes I realize
I’ve wandered with the blind.

The trees in morning sunrise
Stand tall to smile in rain.
The waters show from down below
Spring calm will come again.

Linked to dVerse Open Link Night and Poetry Forms.

Spring Morning in Tennessee

Heartbreak

I can imagine the despair of the Israelites fleeing Egypt only to be trapped by the Red Sea. We forget that even what’s ordinary like fleeing from slavery or building a home is ultimately outside our abilities. Our efforts bring heartbreak. As we walk submission and obedience permit those seas to be parted.

The beauty of the impossible is that we cannot walk through walls of water on our own. We have to allow the love that is stronger than the universe to open the door.

Happy Passover - Happy Easter

Linked to dVerse Open Link Night as aphoristic prose poetry.

Bee Gees’ Heartbreaker, an inspiration for this prose poem

Words

 
Words would try to touch the heart of it.
They vaguely churn weak hopes that that will do.
Doing so is but a part of it.

Experts draw and make a chart of it,
Push away what clearly won’t go through.
Words would try to touch the heart of it.

The sound of words, a pleasing start of it,
May tease with pleasure seeking what is true.
Doing so is but a part of it.

Fancy words entail what's smart in it
And fool us with a wave of wisdom, too.
Words would try to touch the heart of it.

Guilt appears like broken art in it,
Displays a glimpse of past for us to rue.
Doing so is but a part of it.

So, come, forgiveness, fill your cart with it.
Keep the future open to what’s new.
Words would try to touch the heart of it,
But love protects the deepest part of it.

A villanelle linked to Sarah’s Forms for All and dVerse Meeting the Bar where Grace is hosting with the theme of rhyme and slant rhyme.

Also linked to Debbie Roth’s Forgiving Fridays.

Sunrise Observation

Miracle

Forgiveness is a miracle that we
Might not deserve, but it comes anyway.
Before it comes we doubt and skeptically
Confuse forever with some years delay,
Or maybe decades, centuries–or days.
But when it comes we’re awed to feel it bring
The peace that lets us breathe, and breathing, sing.


Text: Linked to dVerse Open Link Night. Grace will be hosting and the pub opens at 3:00 PM EST. I am also linking this to Debbie Roth’s Forgiving Fridays.

Photos: “Geometry”, above, and “Up-close Crystal”, below.

Up-close Crystal

Stones

Golden stones don’t bother me.
I want true light not flashiness.
When light comes forward like a kiss
And greets me with the shock of this
May golden steps rise gracefully.


Text: Linked to dVerse Open Link Night.  Kim of Writing in North Norfolk is hosting.  Here’s an opportunity to link up one poem of your choice.

Photos: “Sunlight Through a Tree”, above, and “Stone Steps”, below.

Stone Steps