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…