Brush of air strokes the
cheek; wisp of irises dance
in the gentle breeze.
Brush of air strokes the
cheek; wisp of irises dance
in the gentle breeze.
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:
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.
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.
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.
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.
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/
Setting a Life to Words
Finding God's Grace in a Lemon-filled World
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Writing - Loving What I Do and Doing What I Love!
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
Setting a Life to Words
Finding God's Grace in a Lemon-filled World
Developmental Editor | Line Editor
Writing - Loving What I Do and Doing What I Love!
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