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Decima Poem: Finding Peace in Nature’s Quietness
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Glowing flame crowns the silent trees
as the evening sun sits on
the far and distant horizon.
Tis a simple and quiet scene
to gaze upon serenity.
Such soothing gentleness imparts
a hidden smile touching each heart
of all those who seek to witness
the hushed splendor of nature’s rest;
peace found in its’ tranquility.
I just took the challenge of writing my first decima poem in which I must use the word “smile” in one of the “c” lines. The poem is ten lines with the following rhyming pattern: abbaaccddc. Each line is 8 syllables. If you want to give this challenge try, here is the link to learn all about it:
Becky’s Pantoum: Sunlight on the Horizon
As sunlight glistens on the horizon,
while the shield of darkness quietly fades,
of powder blue the sky softly lightens
turning the dawn into glorious new day.
While the shield of darkness quietly fades,
as the stars one by one disappear,
turning the dawn into a glorious new day
casting a ray of hope upon the earth.
As the stars one by one disappear
into the dispersing cloak of night
casting a ray of hope upon the earth
spanning from early morn to eve’s twilight.
Into the dispersing cloak of night,
as the moon emits a pale and ghostly glow
spanning from early morn to eve’s twilight
barely visible in a shimmering shadow.
As the moon emits a pale and ghostly glow,
of powder blue the sky softly lightens,
barely visible in a shimmering shadow
as sunlight glistens on the horizon.
Becky’s Song: He’s Always Near
Verse 1:
God hears my prayers,
And calms my fears.
Yes, God hears my prayers;
He’s always near.
God comforts me,
And wipes away my tears.
Yes, God comforts me;
He’s always near.
Chorus:
He’s near me in the sunshine;
He’s still there in the moonlight.
And even when there’s no light,
God’s always near.
Verse 2:
God provides for my needs
and keeps watch over me.
Yes, God provides for my needs;
He’s always near.
God shows the way
And leads me home,
Yes, God shows the way;
He’s always near.
Chorus
Verse 3:
Because he loves me so,
He’ll never let me go.
Yes, because he loves me so;
He’s always near.
I’ll praise his name,
And sing with all my heart.
Yes, I’ll praise his name;
He’s always near
Chorus
NEW HOPE
New day gently dawns;
early morning sun rests on the horizon.
Wakes the sleeping songbird;
he gladly sings, chirps, and trills.
Overhead the brightening sun climbs upward
piercing and dispelling the darkness of night.
Ever softly, a seed is planted in the heart
of a downcast soul;
birth of encouragement with
discovery of new hope.
CELEBRATE SPRING
Crystal blue sunlit skies;
Early Easter morning sunrise.
Leaves appearing; hints of emerald green
Enveloping the once barren trees
Branches reaching skyward and wild wood thickets;
Robins strumming, croaking frogs, and chirping crickets.
Aroma of a warm, refreshing rain;
Thunder rumbles occasionally on the horizon.
Evenings stretching into sun-gilded twilight;
Soft shimmering moon hovers in the starry night.
Purple violets dotting the grass-laden meadow;
Rabbits hopping and scampering squirrels
In the forest hidden by leafy boughs,
New fawn and doe quietly wandering about.
Gifts of new life and hope emerging: new treasures
found in the season of Spring.
Becky’s Haiku: Touching the Heart
Rays of hope evening
imparts as sun reaches to
touch the yearning heart.
Becky’s ABC Poem: Autumn
Autumn, aromatically sweet
Before the arrival of a blustery winter scene.
Crowning of billowing trees,
Decorated and adorned,
Emerge in vibrant, resin-scented leaves.
Foliage overhead of lemon,
Green, mango-orange, and shades of gold.
Hovering sphere of light
In the deep sea-blue sky
Journeys from dawn to the arrival of dusk;
Kaleidoscope of sunlight brilliance
Lightens and caresses the marbled planet while in
Measured time, earth orbits and rotates from
New moon to full moon and from
Onset of each new year and new season; its’
Pathway determined in ancient times.
Quivering rays of stretching sunbeams
Reach the autumn forest filled with
Swaying boughs of leaf-laden trees;
Translucent rays brightly display
Unified and blended scene
Vivid in rich hues of harmony
While the cooler wind softly blows.
X-ray vision silently reveals
Yellow, orange, and green veins hidden in minute
Zig-zag stripes in the cluster of autumn leaves
Now gently falling and floating in the
Softly flowing breeze.
You Are Enough
I am participating in a writing contest: “You are Enough” hosted by Positive Writer at this link: http://positivewriter.com/writing-contest-you-are-enough/
It is a free contest open to anyone who may like to give it a try.
You Are Enough
You are enough, do you see? You are enough to be a writer who journals about life; about what you have experienced: what you’ve heard and perceived. You are enough, do you see? To write about your childhood, your adventures (and your misadventures also), your life lessons, and the places only you have been.
You are enough to write the stories, the essays, the prose, and the poems that live inside your mind and heart where no one else can peek and see. You are enough to write and share about the uniqueness that lives hidden inside you ever so deep. Only you can write eloquently about the precious things you know and your personal experiences; what you have witnessed, heard, and felt. No one else has your perspective; no one else has the insight to comprehend what only you have perceived.
You are enough, do you see? No one else can write like you; no one else can record the sagas, the novels, the hidden fables, fairy tales that remains tucked away in the secret library of your mind. Only you can write with distinctive flair of your faith, your personal beliefs, your hopes, and your dreams.
Only you can tap into your secret fountain brimming with imagination and draw from it with your flowing pen etched in distinctive inspiration. No one else has your style, your mannerisms, or your way with phrases and words which you long to share. So, others can finally see and, at long last, meet that hidden person, so quiet and unseen; gifted with creativity of clever words, anecdotes, and stories.
You are enough, do you see? Only you can write and reveal about the beauty that resides deep within your mind and heart. Only you can journey inward to that secret place where no one else can go and then bring to light the hidden treasures of your soul.
You are enough, do you see?
There was a time when I thought I wasn’t enough to be a writer and I could not see. I didn’t believe I had anything worthy to write and share with others. I did not think I was unique and had anything new and interesting to say. But I still had this dream that maybe I could write. That maybe, just maybe I could write well enough to share a piece of my inner soul. It has taken a long time to gather the courage and realize I am able to write and share my thoughts and my stories. So, others may read and be acquainted with a small piece of me. I finally realized that, just like you, I am enough to be a writer and now I can see.
Becky G? Oh, That's Me! 