Lingering aroma sweet
Easing us into autumn’s retreat;
Aimlessly fluttering
Vividly coloring,
Ending their journey at my feet.
Silently resting; their life cycle now complete.
In this wooded park
Past the tall rushes, one might
Hear a singing lark.
I have just attempted yet another haiku challenge from Ronovan Writes blog using the words “lark” and “rush”. I am continuing to enjoy these challenges. If you like word challenges and haiku’s then I invite you to also accept Ronovan’s latest challenge at this link: https://ronovanwrites.wordpress.com/category/haiku-prompt-challenge/
Days are ever shorter
And gradually cooler;
As a later sun rise
Filters the morning sky.
Clusters of dangling leaves
Still adorned in shades of green
While clinging to their branching vines
Against the tide of passing time.
But then pause, look, and behold:
Vibrant splashes of yellow, orange, and gold.
And a leaf here and there
Silently lets go floating in the air.
The vaulting sky still illuminates radiant sunshine
As if determined to thwart the swiftly encroaching night.
Squirrels and other creatures too scurry to and fro
Gathering acorns and food before that first winter snow.
Days become ever cooler still
Until there is a blowing wintry chill
And all too soon all the once vivid leaves
Loosen their grasp in a blustery breeze
Fluttering downward, carpeting the ground;
Naturally accepting their time had come.
So quietly Autumn exits allowing Winter
To have its season amid this transitioning weather.
But even so with each new passing day,
I will choose to cherish this time that the Lord has made.
Days filled with clouds and
Nights with rain; how I wish to
See the radiant sunshine again.
The vast sky is continually
Wrapped in foreboding dark gray
Through the night and lasting all day.
A break in the clouds
Would be a cheerful sight; oh
To view again the glowing sunlight
Lifting and softly dawning
Upon the tree-lined horizon.
And to embrace again the warmth
Of the orange tinted orb in the morning dawn
While it strokes and dries the rain soaked land.
But must be patient and quietly believe
That again I’ll watch the flaming sun rise
As it journeys over the land and sea
Caressing the world in its warmth
Again as it gently evaporates
The dwindling mist and rain.
God’s blessings are often that
Way; like soothing rays of hope that
Softly brighten a dark and cloudy day.
So perhaps I will see a hint of sunshine
While I travel through another day
And perceive a glowing ray of hope
To softly brighten my pathway.
In the cloud-filled, dreariness of this day,
While the sunlight be dim along the way,
With Jesus I can still walk in faith
Though the path be dark today.
Although troubles brew and haunt my soul
And I feel empty and lacking a life purpose or goal,
With Jesus I can still walk by faith
Though the path be dark today.
As the rain drizzles outside
And in my house I just want to hide,
With Jesus I can still walk by faith
Though the path be dark today.
Even as I awake in clouds of doubt
Wondering what my life is really about,
With Jesus I can still walk by faith
Though the path be dark today.
As I gingerly step outside in fear
Wondering what new obstacles may appear,
With Jesus I can still walk by faith
Though the path be dark today.
Believing the sun will shine again
Evaporating the clouds and drizzling rain,
With Jesus I can still walk by faith
Though the path be dark today.
Choosing to trust that he is my light
Who helps me to see in the darkest night,
With Jesus I can still walk by faith
Though the path be dark today.
Yeah! With Jesus, I
still walk by faith though my path
is darkened today.
Clouds hovering above hung low
Forming a billowy gray roof.
Yet the vision of a double rainbow
Gloriously did loom.
Tis a reminder today
Though the sun light is dim
Rain showers along the way
Do cleanse and brighten
This fair world from sea to sea
Though at times tainted with drought
The gardens and the swaying trees.
Glistening raindrops beneath the clouds
Finely scattered along life’s path way
Are droplets of heaven’s blessings
To gently soothe this darkened day
And encourage our hearts with renewed hope to sing.
The arching twin rainbows stretching high above
This earth; its land and wave swept seas
To quietly mirror God’s never ending love
For you and for me.
Though a bit late, I am participating in a photo challenge this week with the word “roof”. This adds a bit more challenge to writing poetry and it too me a while to respond! To find out more about word photo challenges visit this site: https://thearanartisan.com/photo-challenge-words-2016/
Long everlasting hope;
Overlooking daunting obstacles.
Open heart and open mind;
Keeping and clinging to my faith inside.
Intent to view the glorious sun;
Never minding the clouds and rain.
Giving and sharing in hope with others;
Future we see and journey together.
Overcoming pain, rejection, and despair;
Remembering Jesus is always there.
Watching and waiting;
Anticipation elating.
Riding and traversing this bumpy road of trials and strife;
Destination Heaven and eternal life.
Strolling along the
Beach; passing time by slowly
Sinking my bare feet.
I have just attempted yet another haiku challenge from Ronovan Writes blog using the words “beach” and “time”. I am still enjoying these poetic challenges: they are like brainteasers. If you like word challenges and haiku’s then I invite you to also accept Ronovan’s latest challenge at this link: https://ronovanwrites.wordpress.com/category/haiku-prompt-challenge/
Ripples spread in a
Widening quiver as a
Stone strikes the river.
I have just attempted yet another haiku challenge from Ronovan Writes blog using the words “stone” and “river”. I continue to enjoy the challenge of putting different and even opposite words in such a short poem. If you like challenges and haiku’s then I invite you to also accept Ronovan’s latest challenge at this link: https://ronovanwrites.wordpress.com/category/haiku-prompt-challenge/
Setting a Life to Words
Finding God's Grace in a Lemon-filled World
Developmental Editor | Line Editor
Warning: A feminist writes here. Content may contain angry, vulgar, and sometimes funny language.
I no longer live, but Christ lives in me. Gal. 2:20
thoughts from my mind to yours
A little bit of this and that
THE WOMAN WITH WHEELS
Thoughts from the Heartland
the joy of creativity
The details of my Journey.
Inspiration through my thoughts, experiences and travels
All information not in hand belongs on a bookshelf
~ Communicator, WordSmith, Artist, Guide, Mentor, Muse ~
I write because I read. I read because I write.
Christian poetry and prose, quotes, and thoughts - if they glorify God they were worth writing; if they mean something to one other person, they were worth sharing. Comments always welcome!
Reading fiction with a focus on craft
W.R.I.T.E. Words
Setting a Life to Words
Finding God's Grace in a Lemon-filled World
Developmental Editor | Line Editor
Warning: A feminist writes here. Content may contain angry, vulgar, and sometimes funny language.
I no longer live, but Christ lives in me. Gal. 2:20
thoughts from my mind to yours
A little bit of this and that
THE WOMAN WITH WHEELS
Thoughts from the Heartland
the joy of creativity
The details of my Journey.
Inspiration through my thoughts, experiences and travels
All information not in hand belongs on a bookshelf
~ Communicator, WordSmith, Artist, Guide, Mentor, Muse ~
I write because I read. I read because I write.
Christian poetry and prose, quotes, and thoughts - if they glorify God they were worth writing; if they mean something to one other person, they were worth sharing. Comments always welcome!
Reading fiction with a focus on craft
W.R.I.T.E. Words