Today is a new
day with hope and sun to lead
and brighten the way.
As I reach to feel the sun’s warmth,
I vie to instill it in my heart.
I have just attempted another haiku challenge from Ronovan Writes blog. In this challenge we were asked to use the words “reach” and “vie”. If you like poetry and haiku’s then I invite you to also accept his challenge at this link: https://ronovanwrites.wordpress.com/tag/haiku-challenge/
Foul Wind! Stay away!
Let me enjoy a warm day
Touched by Sun’s sweet rays.
I tried a challenge to write a haiku using the words foul and sweet. For those of you who enjoy haiku challenges, here is the link for this particular haiku: https://ronovanwrites.wordpress.com/tag/haiku-challenge/
Sun has silently dipped down and
Twilight has gently dawned
Across shadowy fields and the darkened horizon.
Revealing very soon while encircling the pale moon
Lights, minute and sparkling; a tuneless melody
In the clear, wintry night sky.
Glowing, glittering gems resting beneath
Heaven’s vast midnight canopy
Touching our souls and whispering tenderly,
“Sleep in peace and quiet hope tonight.”
Slender birches and elms tower in the blue lit sky
Quietly displaying their dainty green leaves
As their long armed branches silently
Wave In the gently blowing breeze.
A lone songbird chirps and sings deep
In the quietly sprawling woods
A sad and lonely melody which perhaps
No neighboring creature understood.
Like a dampened sponge, the lush grass green
Grass sinks beneath my bare, sunbathed feet.
As the sun’s warm and transparent rays
Wrap my arms while tinting my face and cheeks.
The soft aroma of sun warmed pines, wildflowers and
other woodsy scents drift with the quiet breeze.
Such a tranquil and peaceful, summery day
Just sitting by this swaying forest of trees.
Setting a Life to Words
Finding God's Grace in a Lemon-filled World
Developmental Editor | Line Editor
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
W.R.I.T.E. Words
Setting a Life to Words
Finding God's Grace in a Lemon-filled World
Developmental Editor | Line Editor
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
W.R.I.T.E. Words