In the heart of deep
Night’s quietness, I try to
Calm my mind and rest.
Becky’s Haiku: In the Heart of Night
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Becky’s Cinquains; Mountains, Woods, and Flower
While following a poetry challenge book, I was told to write a cinquain and so I wrote three of them. This is a poem written in 5 lines. The first line is a one word title which must be a noun. The second sentence contains two adjectives describing the title of the poem. The third line consists of three verbs ending in “ing” which relate to the title and the fourth line is a phrase also describing the title. And finally, the last line is a one word noun which is a synonym for the title of the poem.
Mountains
Rocky, rugged
Climbing, Hiking, Sightseeing
Surrounded by forest greenery
Bighorns
Woods
Leafy, green
Hiking, walking, strolling
Towering trees and chirping birds
Forest
Flower
Vibrant, colorful
Sprouting, growing, blooming
Blossoms in the springtime
Tulip
Becky’s Haiku: Bust and Must
To bust a day of
Deep darkness I must choose to
Dwell in God’s goodness.
I have just attempted yet another haiku challenge from Ronovan Writes blog using the words “bust” and “must”. I am enjoying the challenges. If you like poetry challenges and haiku’s then I invite you to also accept his latest challenge at this link: https://ronovanwrites.wordpress.com/2015/08/10/
I Never Want to Forget
I never want to forget my mittens, scarf, and hat.
I never want to forget to feed m y two cats.
I never want to forget my clothes at the laundromat.
And I never want to forget why I am here or where I’m at.
I never want to forget my purse and my car keys.
I never want to forget my bags of groceries.
I never want to forget which day it is of the week.
And I never want to forget my dearest friends and family.
I never want to forget my mom’s soft voice and her smiling face.
I never want to forget my dad’s laughter and warm embrace.
I never want to forget that Jesus is leading me from place to place
And I never want to forget God’s sweet and saving grace.
I never want to forget my Wisconsin childhood home.
I never want to forget the many blessings God has shown.
I never want to forget that although I journey
Through this earthly life so often alone,
Someone in heaven is watching who loves me
And calls me his own.
Oh yes, I never want to forget.
Becky’s Sonnet: Thankful for Another Beautiful Day
I awoke to find a streaming sunlit sky
While shaking off the remnants of a dream.
The sun was already climbing way up high
In the atmosphere as blue as a shimmering sea.
After yet another storm and some pelting rain,
The grass was turning a deeper shade of green.
Such a wonder this summer has been
As often by now it is slowly browning.
But that just goes to illustrate that I really don’t know
Or understand changing patterns of the weather;
I might perceive seasons of rain and of snow
But cannot foretell the days of this summer.
But all I can do is be content and gladly pray,
“Thank you God, for yet another beautiful day.”
Becky’s Haiku: Five and Thrive
Tired, I rest to count
One to five and pray, “Help me
God, to rise and thrive.”
I have just attempted yet another haiku challenge from Ronovan Writes blog using the words “five” and “thrive”. I am enjoying the challenges and am trying to get caught up on them as I missed a few weeks. If you like poetry challenges and haiku’s then I invite you to also accept his latest challenge at this link: https://ronovanwrites.wordpress.com/2015/07/27/
Becky’s Haiku: Luck and Hope
Good luck and bad fades
Like the dwindling day but hope
Endures and remains.
I have just attempted another haiku challenge from Ronovan Writes blog using the words “luck” and “hope”. I am enjoying the challenges and again, I have no idea how he chooses the words to use. If you like poetry challenges and haiku’s then I invite you to also accept his latest challenge at this link: https://ronovanwrites.wordpress.com/2015/07/27/
Perhaps there will be a Rainbow
I awoke early one dark morn
And knew there may be a storm.
Oh, how I deeply yearned and sighed
As I gazed up into the dreary sky.
I so wished the clouds to go away
And this would be a much brighter day.
But I knew I needed to be content
With what God had planned; what he had meant.
For I realized the Lord knows what’s best for me
Although I don’t always understand or see.
But I hoped as I tarried along my way
Just perhaps there will be a rainbow today.
Oh that rainbow, that colorful sign in the sky
Which meant God is watching from up high;
A reminder that he faithfully keeps his promises
Through his Holy Word and through his son, Jesus.
That curving multi-colored arch is a testament
That God keeps his promises, his laws, and commandments.
Therefore, no new law or clever scheme of man
Can ever thwart God’s wisdom or alter his plan.
For from the time of Genesis and up to now,
He has maintained what is holy, right, and moral.
And also through his deep love and Jesus’ sacrifice,
We can draw near to him to receive forgiveness and lasting grace.
In our own way we each have strayed and sinned;
We’ve hurt others and deeply grieved him.
But God’s deep love endures as he never gives up;
he patiently waits for our return through his son, Jesus.
Oh to see that sight as I walk through life up a slippery slope;
That sign from God conveying his love and enduring hope.
So just maybe as I slowly tread and journey along the way,
Perhaps there will be a rainbow in the sky today.
My Nighttime Pouncer
My frolicking kitty likes to pounce in the night
As I lay still in my bed sound asleep
And in a pleasant dream.
She stalks and leaps up to my short height
Startling me with heart pounding fright
While scampering in and out of sight
Until she lands upon on my knees
In playful and joyous glee.
All the while I try to ignore my tugging, frolicking kitty
As I still attempt to slumber ever so peacefully.
With keen eyes, She darts to the left and then to the right
Batting my fingers in raptured delight
And gnawing my toes as if they’re little squirming mice
As now I toss and turn ever so restlessly
Knowing that a good night’s sleep
Has eluded me.
And Away We Flew
Up, up, and away we flew into the sky;
What a thrilling sensation to soar so high.
Over the rocky and rugged landscape we flew
As the morning sun displayed its’ brilliant hue.
Grayish white clouds hung suspended in the air
At times refracting the sun’s lemon-tinted glare.
Such a majestic and lofty perspective of the scene
As we glided over with the earth far below our feet.
The sky around us was a vivid and vast blue sea
And stretched over us like a high vaulted canopy.
The highway below stretched out like a long and narrow river
And we flew over the lakes fabled the Seven Brothers.
Curving around Cloud’s Peak and Bomber Mountain,
We also saw Black Tooth, rugged hillsides, and olive green woodlands.
Gliding like a lone eagle in the flowing and swirling wind,
We floated on the breezy waves in the deep ocean of heaven.
But at last and all too soon it was time to return
To our home below, the mountainous and forest covered earth.
So gently we descended, coming softly down
And I knew the moment our small plane touched the solid ground.
And now today, I remember and hold in my heart
That cherished journey in the sky; a memory which will not soon depart.
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