Wind whistling with the
waltzing trees, lofty whispers:
eerie to perceive.
Trees swirl in rhythmic
flair as sound of the wind’s whirl
pierce the heart and air.
How the wind has such
temper to serenade us
with woeful banter.
During storms at night,
how I lay in silent fear waiting
to see morning light.
Wild shadows outside
my window unnerves me as
wind shrieks, howls, and blows.
Nothing to do in
the darkness but to be still
and quietly rest.
It’s my decision
to trust in the Lord’s plan and his
Or to lament and
fret instead as I cringe with
worry on my bed.
The fierce wind, though, is
a reminder of things in
life I can’t control;
need to trust in faith
to let Jesus lead the way
and gently let go.
Night has fallen but
in the twilight, moon sneaks out
shining its’ pale light.
Another haiku challenge from Ronovan Writes blog using the words “night” and “sneak”. If you like word challenges and haiku’s, then I invite you to also accept Ronovan’s latest challenge at this link and have fun: https://ronovanwrites.wordpress.com/category/haiku-prompt-challenge/
At first, the sun ascended the winter sky.
the day then declared, banishing the dark;
the deep hours of persistent night.
At first, the new snow fallen sparkled
under the light of the shining sun
as if brilliant diamonds were
dispersed in the white frozen surface.
And soon a solitary hare and a squirrel
jumped and ran about on a
creation of ways that interweave
across the ice-crusted pale ground.
At first the oaks, the elm trees,
and the trees of maple,
removed bare of their clothes,
their perfumed autumn garments of resin,
stood resolute to guard this silent scene
where, in the end, there remains
a soft calmness across the ghostly drifts
of twinkled whiteness.
At first a search in the quiet mind:
the trip begins of the thoughtful one
where the heart leads the soul to a
place of relaxing peace.
Christians near and far
Herald the birth of our Lord;
Remembering the singing angels,
Immanuel laying in a manger;
Starry, most holy night.
Traveling wise men also came
Many miles beneath the guiding star
Across the desert mountains and the plains;
Seeing at last this most holy sight.
Tending shepherds watched
In reverent wonder and awe,
Mary and Joseph quieting kneeling;
Eternal king and savior peacefully sleeping
while bringing us his goodness and light.
Savior’s birth who brought us hope
and peace here on earth.
Merry Christmas to all!!
Spooks and goblins here
and there beneath Halloween
night’s glowing moon stare.
I have attempted a new haiku challenge from Ronovan Writes blog using the words “spook” and “night”. This is often a fun challenge for those who like writing short poems. If you like word challenges and haiku’s, then I invite you to also accept Ronovan’s latest challenge at this link and have fun: https://ronovanwrites.wordpress.com/category/haiku-prompt-challenge/
In a whisper of faith, God calms the raging storms.
In a whisper of faith, God diffuses the troubles of life;
In a whisper of faith, God instills peace amidst the strife.
In a whisper…
In a whisper of faith, God shields me from the searing heat.
In a whisper of faith, God is in the wind sifting through the trees;
In a whisper of faith, God surrounds me in a cool, gentle breeze.
In a whisper…
In a whisper of faith, God protects me from the frigid, wintry cold.
In a whisper of faith, God wipes away my tears in the deep, dark night;
In a whisper of faith, God watches over me until the dawn of morning light.
In a whisper…
I peered into the moonlit sky one night
Which was not black but rather a metallic blue;
In that sea of a rich royal hue
The full moon displayed a brilliant light.
As if to outshine the sun’s blazing and vibrant daylight
That over the hours of day since ancient times has ruled.
As if in an unannounced contest to see whose best or right
Therefore shine gloriously it did that perfect orbed moon.
The fine moon dust paraded in vivid sheer white
Against the curtain of deep midnight blue
Glowing brightly over the land in deep darkness subdued
While surrounded by a host of minute starry lights.
Perhaps one day that cratered sphere will discover in the quiet lull of night
Peaceful contentment to reside in its dim and softer hue.
Gently, softly, this day concludes
In twilight’s glowing interlude.
Future endeavors laid to rest;
Tomorrow will appear soon enough.
Over the mountains and sea, the sun has journeyed;
Finally resting upon the windswept prairie.
Thankfulness fills the mind and heart;
Happy contentment it does impart.
Every blessing today received;
Sent from the Lord who watches and sees.
Under the canopy of a pink streaked sky,
Nestles the sun on the brink of encroaching night;
Seeping lower, dipping down.
Evening soon clouds the darkened horizon.
Time to rest while wrapped in the cloak of deep night
Knowing the sun will dawn at morning’s light.
Wind whistling through the trees;
Honeysuckle waves in the breeze.
Invisible birdsong filters the air;
Sunshine warmth makes the day fair.
Pine trees, ever green, punctuate the horizon;
Ear tingling croaks and chirps chime in.
Reddish glowing sunset;
Evening fireflies flutter and rest.
Day gently fades to darkened night;
Heavens glisten with twinkling starry lights.
Overhead the full moon dimly glows;
Peace and quiet reign beneath its shadow.
Even in the deepest and darkest night,
May the flame of hope in our soul
Be a shimmering, radiant light.