I don’t know what I’d do with gold unless it’s for a wedding ring. A garden would be more my thing with plants whose leaves were green and bold. Between us there’s much fruit to hold. We offer praise and share our meals. We watch and pray. The truth reveals our next assignments. See the ways this paradise fulfills our days and how each day renews and heals.
Ronovan Hester offers the rhyme word “gold” to be used in an A line of a décima having rhyme pattern ABBAACCDDC.
This dance may seem for some too short, for others far too long. Lift up your face upon us now and give us peace as you know how. We hope you’ll love our song.
Large trees prepare a canopy which shades what’s on the ground. Competitors for light complain yet those preferring softer rain give praise for what they’ve found.
Long sent beneath this canopy I walk upon the ground. It’s not my duty to complain. I’m blessed with more than ample rain and praise that I’ve been found.
Does an extraordinary claim require extraordinary evidence? If one thinks of ordinary as natural, something one can see, touch or measure, and one thinks of extra as super, then it might make sense to transform extraordinary into supernatural just to help us see what’s at stake. From that new perspective, a supernatural claim would seem to require supernatural evidence.
True, some proudly deny the supernatural entirely. They might as well deny the extraordinary itself, but such a denial would itself be an extraordinary claim requiring extraordinary or supernatural evidence to justify it.
Pause for a moment.
Without the supernatural there would be no words to describe the ordinary if the ordinary could exist at all. That we take words for granted does not mean they are ordinary or can be completely reduced to something natural. We are just used to the extraordinary, the supernatural, pervading our lives in spite of our denials.
Furthermore, we use these words that are extraordinary to form presuppositions, or believed assumptions that cannot be reduced to the ordinary, in order to rationalize those very denials.
Those presuppositions are part of our spiritual environment. Can we change our minds? From this environment do we produce wholesome fruit worth offering to our loved ones? Can we repent if that fruit is rotten? Can we be forgiven?
We sink into the waters aware of those presuppositions, those mundane, questionable, unwholesome, but extraordinary claims. As we are brought back up, having repented, having changed our minds, the Lord renews in us a right spirit and creates in us a clean heart.
Today I tossed my dreamcatcher. You wonder, did it work? I’d say that when it did, the stuff it brought was stuff I’d wished it hadn’t caught but it thought was OK.
The syllable count (10,5,6,5) for this poem comes from a form created by Myrna Migala to imitate the pattern found in the name Yahweh (yod -10, yeh-5, vav-6, hey-5) and a similar pattern found in DNA. Since the letter ה was used twice I added the rhyme pattern ABCB.
I just found out that RevivedWriter has provided another example of this stanza form in her poem “Staunch Support”.
Poetry, Short Prose and Walking 