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Becky’s Sonnet: Waiting for the Sun


I awoke early one dark morn

And waited for the sun to dawn.

I lay in bed a bit forlorn

Yet anxious to see the gloriously rising sun.

Darkness wrapped around me like a knitted shroud

As I rested as quietly as could be.

But lo! Only gray billowing clouds

Through the slatted window I could see.

Yet still a dim light did appear

Ushering the darkness away;

No more murky shadows to fear

As deep night transformed to day.

Therefore, with a lifted heart graced by hope

I began a new day’s journey upon life’s emerging slope.


Becky’s Rondel: One Moonlit Night


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.

Becky’s Pantoum: On a Frigid Winter Day


On a frigid winter day

I peered into the brilliant blue sky;

Twas a rainbow in vivid lemon array

Stretching far and reaching high.

I peered into the brilliant blue sky

Feeling a sharp blustery breeze

Stretching far and reaching high

Over the pines and leafless trees.

Feeling a sharp blustery breeze

In the midst of this frozen land.

Over the pines and leafless trees

Ice crystals reflecting and refracting the sun.

In the midst of this frozen land

Twas a rainbow in vivid lemon array:

Ice crystals reflecting and refracting the sun

On a frigid winter day.

Becky’s Pantoum: On a Warm Summer Day



While studying about poetry, I learned about a new form of poem known as a pantoum. Such a poem can contain a number of stanzas with each stanza making up 4 lines. The rule is to repeat the lines and in doing so link the stanzas together into a continuing story. Repetitive phrases begin in the 2nd stanza as the second and fourth lines of the first stanza become the first and third lines of the next stanza. Follow that pattern with each new stanza until the last. In the last stanza the 2nd and 4th line of the previous refrain still become the 1st and 3rd lines in the final stanza and then also the 1st and 3rd lines of the very first stanza become the 4th and 2nd lines of the last stanza respectively. The poem is linked together in one narrative, or story, with the very first phrase of the poem becoming also the conclusion.  

On a warm summer day

The lemon orbed sun had dawned

Stretching its transparent rays

To softly caress the ground.

The lemon orbed sun dawned

Waking the robins and chickadees to sing;

To softly caress the ground

While a twittering chorus does ring.

Waking the robins and chickadees to sing,

The sun continues to rise;

While a twittering chorus rings

Filling the endless prairie sky.

The sun continues to rise

Stretching its transparent rays;

Filling the endless prairie sky

On a warm summer day.

Dawn’s Gleaming Light


One morning I awoke just before

The dawn’s gleaming light.

Darkness clung like a thorny blackberry

Briar and I thought, “Lo, it’s still night.”

Then eventually as daylight streamed

I glimpsed the grayish, cloud-filled sky;

 How I so wished to see more sun

And watch the glowing orb journey and rise.

How I deeply yearned to be caressed by

Its’ stretching rays of warmth;

Like listening once again to the familiar

Sound of my mother’s soft spoken voice.

The gentleness of her laughter and to

Hear glad-laden words from her lips depart

Would undoubtedly uplift my downturned

Spirit and quicken my beating heart.

How long ago memories do so

Gently prick and needle me

As I rest and remember how

My childhood life used to be.

But lo, I realized with a sudden start

As a new thought occurred and

Did quicken my heart.

The Lord has blessed me with

Another sunshine-filled new day

To cherish it thankfully

And grasp joy along the way.

So, as I gaze upon the dawn’s

Early gleaming light.

I’ll arise, embark on a journey

Letting the Lord be my friend and guide.

Becky’s Haiku: Beneath the Moonlight


Sun fades into night;

A dark reflection appears

Beneath the moonlight.

I have just attempted yet another haiku challenge from Ronovan Writes blog using the words “sun” and “moon”. I am enjoying the challenge of putting different and even opposite words in such a short poem.  If you like challenges and haiku’s then I invite you to also accept Ronovan’s latest challenge at this link: https://ronovanwrites.wordpress.com/category/haiku-prompt-challenge/

I am also participating in a photo challenge this week with the word “reflection”.  This certainly adds a bit more challenge to the haiku! To find out more about word photo challenges visit this site: https://thearanartisan.com/photo-challenge-words-2016/