When the night dawns I
Sleep and rest while clothed in dark
Shadows of silence.
Hearing rhythmic water tinkling,
The bard wrote a poetic inkling.
I have just attempted another haiku challenge from Ronovan Writes blog using the words “water” and “bard”. If you like poetry and haiku’s then I invite you to also accept his challenge at this link: https://ronovanwrites.wordpress.com/2015/06/01/
How each year I think
Of winter’s end wishing for
The fresh start of spring.
Once again, I have just attempted another haiku challenge from Ronovan Writes blog using the words “think” and “fresh”. They are such a fun challenge! If you like poetry and haiku’s then I invite you to also accept his challenge at this link: https://ronovanwrites.wordpress.com/2015/05/25/
I pitch a prayer to
The Lord who answers in His
Time and by His Word.
I have just attempted another haiku challenge from Ronovan Writes blog using the words “pitch” and “time”. If you like poetry and haiku’s then I invite you to also accept his challenge at this link: https://ronovanwrites.wordpress.com/tag/haiku-challenge/
When I hear thunder
And wind, I sometimes fear the
Storm raging within.
For a battle does
Wage inside my soul when doubts
Are nagging me so.
For troubles arise
And not just a few tugging
At me; my heart’s blue.
I lay on my bed with
With tears streaming down as I
Wondered what went wrong.
I try to do what’s right
And show kindness to all but
Still I trip and fall.
So I hide in my
Tiny cocoon not wanting
To leave my small room.
As fear grips and churns
inside, I don’t want to face
the storm just outside.
So I rest hiding
Alone with hands folded tight
As the storm raged on.
Finally I do
Peek out my window in quiet
Hope and gentle peace.
The sky was blue once
Again, you see. The storm was
Gone; God answered me.
Setting a Life to Words
Finding God's Grace in a Lemon-filled World
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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