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A Quiet Journey

The soft wind brushed against my cheeks

while the sun wrapped my arms in a

blanket of warmth.

As I meandered near a cluster of pine

and deciduous trees;

I imagined walking along the

shoreline of the ocean and seeing

the rolling waves rise and tumble with

a reverberating thunderous roar.

Witnessing the water pile up and swirl

with a majestic life of its own;

I could watch and be

mesmerized by it all day long.

But no, here I am in a quiet,

tranquil place strolling along

a lonely road where in the eve

of the autumnal season

wildflowers have started

to wither and go to seed.

There is a hint of scattered,

turning leaves even though

it is summer, still.

I continued my journey

going around a bend traveling

up and down an occasional hill.

As I pass by the placid forest

I can hear the chirping of the

crickets’ unseen chorus.

Tis really an aimless venture

with no purpose but to think and

ponder. But finally, as I

strolled while getting lost

in the labyrinth of my own

contemplation,

I decided just to enjoy this

journey with a thankful heart

and a mind intent on

capturing the peacefulness

of this day as it leads into

the twilight of a gentle

and solemn conclusion.

Finally, the sun is dipping

Downward ever so softly

on the horizon;

casting a gentle pink glow

across fields and meadow.

This quiet day, indeed,

has come to a soft and gentle end.

Becky’s Haiku: Choice and Faith

Trust in the Lord or

let doubts rise and sway; faith is

a choice each new day.

Another fun haiku challenge from Ronovan! This time using the words “choice” and “faith”. 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/

MEMORIES OF DAD

 

Merry blue eyes and laughter

Ever loving and caring father

Moments of quiet conversations

Of his life experiences and wisdom.

Retelling lighthearted stories of his youth

In fond remembrance of what he used to do.

Eager with friends and family to celebrate

Sharing his smile and love during the holidays.

Overworked in the fields and at the mine:

Filled with family duty to provide.

Days camping near a Hatfiield lake;

And fishing at a favorite place.

Determined to live and remain strong;

No longer on earth but alive in heaven.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD

NOW EXPLORING THE REALMS

OF HEAVEN!

God’s Gift in Each New Day

 

God blesses me with new life

through the gift of each new day;

it is up to me to acknowledge him

by faith and to choose to enjoy each

day with a sprint of thankful and

anticipation in my footsteps

as I travel along life’s

pathway.

Let Me Hear

 

Let me hear again your sweet voice

and the subtle sound of your gentle laughter.

Oh, to again see your smiling face would

fill my heart with awe and wonder.

And to once more take a quiet stroll

together along the old field road

while enjoying the quietness of the eve

as blows a soft summer breeze.

Oh, to also sit quietly by your side

while the day peacefully transforms to night.

Soaking in the warmth of your love

as tender moments silently slip by.

How I wish I would have known

that was the last time we would speak on the phone

Chatting away below that silent, watchful moon;

How I regret hanging up too soon.

The only comfort I now have is

a picture in my heart and soul

of you living a wondrous life

tending to the Lord’s beautiful garden

in the realms of God’s heavenly kingdom.

Happy Mother’s Day

to you, Mom,

living in glory and splendor of Heaven

ABC Poem: Spring

Arrival of fluttering and twittering birds

Blue jays, robins and flocks of Canadian geese.

Choir of joyful honks, tweets, and staccato chirps

Descending and floating on a gentle, warm breeze.

Ever minute leaflets and sporadic

Foliage of soft lemon green.

Grass blades sprout and appear;

Hope takes silent wing

Infiltering the warmer air.

Jagged tree limbs gently swish and sway in

Kindred orchestrated choreography.

Long slender branches in dancing display;

Moving, waving rhythmically.

New aromas permeate the wafting wind;

Over the fields and upon the meadows

Purple and white lilac blossoms

Quietly add their sweet-scented seasoning.

Red tulips; also, white, orange, pink and yellow

Softly paint the land in a colorful rainbow.

Tender green clover and dandelions sprout

Underneath the warm rays of a sunbeam.

Vivid blue, the sky illuminates its hue

While ushering in with joyful

Exultation this

Year’s new season of Spring;

Zippered between the start of summer and

Winter’s reluctant and blustery end.