Becky’s Haiku: Fresh and Spring

New morn dawns as birds

Cheerfully sing. Fresh warm air;

Ah, sweetness of Spring.

I have attempted yet another haiku challenge from Ronovan Writes blog using the words “fresh” and “spring”. I am enjoying the challenge of putting different and even opposite words in such a short poem.  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/

Awake

Awake to a new sunlit day

Filled with an aura of hope

After sleeping off the memories and pain

Of trying to climb a slippery slope.

How I have attempted to claw and arise

Out the valley of hurt and disappointment

And so finally view the aqua-marine sky

And be robed in new hopefulness.

Standing to be washed and bathed

In the shimmering warm sunshine;

Wrapped tightly in the streaming rays

Of gentle hope and peacefulness.

Though the day be filled with tasks

That I must dutifully complete,

I can still stop and rest at long last

In the sunlit blanket of warmth and peace.

So I will hold my head up high

To wonderingly and wistfully gaze

Into the neon blue sky

Of this glorious new day.

And then my heart may be content

By the many sweet blessings

That the Lord has lovingly sent

To instill my soul with peace and harmony.

Why should my Heart be full of Cheer?

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As I gazed at a fluorescent blue sky

Where no stormy clouds appeared

And the orbed sun had journeyed high.

Twas a silent blustery wind but dry

And no wafting sounds could I hear

As I gazed at the fluorescent blue sky.

No birds to witness nor bee or fly;

Also, no ominous foreboding to fear

And the orbed sun had journeyed high.

I then began to wonder why

My heart should be full of cheer

As I gazed at a fluorescent blue sky.

While my eyes upward climbed

Into that lofty, arid atmosphere

And the orbed sun had journeyed high.

I continued to contemplate why

My heart should be full of cheer

As I gazed at the fluorescent blue sky.

This day was bitter cold and dry

As expected this wintry time of year

And the orbed sun had journeyed high.

Draped in the cold sunlight

I stood on the land, frozen and bare,

As I gazed at the fluorescent blue sky.

Banks of snow, gleaming white

Still remain here and there

As the orbed sun had journeyed high.

I pondered and wondered why

My heart should be full cheer

As I gazed at the fluorescent blue sky.

A cold chill crept up my spine

Thanks to the frigid weather

And the orbed sun had journeyed high.

With a start, I suddenly knew why

My heart should be full of cheer

As I gazed at the fluorescent blue sky:

I realized my Lord and Savior is why

for he promises to always stay near

As I gazed and gazed at the fluorescent blue sky

And the orbed glowing sun had journeyed high.

The Appearance of Spring

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There was a southern gentle breeze

That softly whispered and flowed

Sifting the twigs and branches of leafless trees

In the forest and across the meadow.

Patches of wilted brown grass

Appeared here and there

As snow and ice, like broken glass,

Cracked, melted, and disappeared.

Singing birds tweeted and serenaded;

Their chirping tunes filling the tingly warm air.

While a shimmering sun displayed

More land; though still empty and bare.

Then did I not see a few blades of green?

Oh yes, I did! Thank you, Lord for the

Sweet appearance of Spring.

Missing My Mom

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Her smiling face and her voice laced with gentle laughter

 Quiet moments resting in her favorite chair.

 Long walks around the fields to the hidden pond

 Just to hear frogs croak and melodious birdsong.

 Clanging sounds and sweet aromas drifting from the kitchen

 With sourdough bread and pineapple ham baking in the oven

 Busy hands and nimble fingers moving in rhythm

 Crocheting a doll, slippers or perhaps a colorful afghan

 Grand Thanksgiving and Christmas celebrations

 With the house full of joyful and elated loved ones.

 Keeping us all together on a thundering, stormy night

 To lessen our cries, our fear and overwhelming fright.

 On a cold wintry day, building a fire in the fireplace

 So we can rest in its’ warm, and comforting embrace.

 Long, peaceful visits on a quiet summer eve

 Such sweet memories that will never leave.

How do I Love you Lord?

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Revered Poet Emily Dickenson once wrote,

“How do I love Thee? Let me count the ways.”

Well Lord Most High, how do I love you?

Let me lift your name in thankful praise.

How I so love you in the morning

When the sky is sea-blue and sun is brightly shining.

I also love you through the long and winding day

And when I am confused and don’t where I am going,

You ever so gently lead me the way.

I also love you even as the rain is softly strumming;

For I know there may be a rainbow later today.

I love you too when the sun is softly setting;

Although it hides below the horizon,

You promise never to leave but always stay.

I still remember Lord, how by grace you sent your

 Son Jesus even though I kept on sinning.

And you let him die to atone for my wicked ways.

Finally, Lord, I love you through the deep night when

 I am restless, weeping, or so vividly dreaming;

With love, you keep silent watch until once again, I wake.

A Beam of Sunlight

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I awoke early one grayish morn

And gazed into a cloudy haze,
“Oh no! rain was threatening to dampen

This start of a brand new day.”

But as I journeyed beneath the

Dreariness of the billowy sky,

I did by chance took a glance at

An opening that appeared on high.

Where the misty barrier of clouds

Did suddenly separate

Allowing a hint of sunlight to

transport down and penetrate

Through the filmy atmosphere

And rest upon the quiet land;

As if a brilliant white sunbeam was

Just cast down from heaven.

To uplift with a sense of hope

In the hearts of all who know

That the Lord from far above

Is watching over and showing us his love.