Yuck is such a yucky word.
It closes every opened door.
It claims whatever’s true’s absurd
Demanding always something more.
Demanding something nicer, too,
Nicer than this yucky place.
Demands. Demands. What can one do
Stumbling over old and new,
Stumbling over smiling grace?
Linked to dVerse Quadrille hosted by De Jackson (aka WhimsyGizmo) with the word “yuck”.
Photos: “Looking Down”, above, and “Looking Through”, below”
The everyday is everywhere in sight
And I am wearied looking at its face.
It doesn’t seem to shine with truer light.
Its presence makes me think of wasted space.
But I’m the one who’s stumbling without grace.
Your smile is all I need to let me see
The mundane blessed afresh with mystery.
Text: Linked to dVerse Meeting the Bar. I am hosting Meeting the Bar today. We are celebrating dVerse’s seventh anniversary with septets, seven-line poems. There are no constraints on the poems for this prompt except that they have seven lines or contain seven line stanzas.
Photos: “Mundane Green with Setting Sun”, above, and “Mundane Car with Rainbow Light”, below.
It takes no time at all to choose
But more to justify
The choice I made so I won’t lose–
Lose what, to whom and why?
I build a wall of righteousness
That only grace can smash
And let forgiveness air the mess.
Rejoice. Enjoy the crash.
Text: Linked to dVerse Poetics. Paul is hosting with the theme “grace”. I am also linking this with Debbie Roth’s Forgiving Fridays.
Photo: “Bottle in the Light” by the author. I am linking this to Trablogger’s Mundane Monday with the theme of “bottles”. I am also linking it to Frank Jansen’s Tuesday Photo Challenge with the theme “recycle” which is what I should do with this bottle since I no longer use it. Perhaps the idea of the light of grace shining through the bottle might link the photo to the poem?
Like a cat I kiss around your face.
Sleeping, you want only to sleep more.
Shifting me, my feet land on the floor.
In your mind my kisses scratched some place,
Broke your dream so you can now forget.
Wake. Remember? We’ve already met.
Merging wakened hearts with threads of grace,
Forming through the years our two as one.
Routine wonder: this day has begun.
Linked to Poetry Challenge 2017 #7 Ninefold Style. Ninefolddragon invented the form in 2016. It has three stanzas each containing three lines with nine syllables per line. The three stanzas should relate to body, mind and spirit in that order. It should evoke emotion or be about the supernatural realm. See the link for more detail.
Poetry, Short Prose and Walking 