White daisies sway in
the field; vision sweet touches
the faint heart with peace.
Latest Haiku Challenge! If you enjoy writing Haikus and
like a challenge, then here you go:
White daisies sway in
the field; vision sweet touches
the faint heart with peace.
Latest Haiku Challenge! If you enjoy writing Haikus and
like a challenge, then here you go:
Sweet scent of Spring makes
the heart sing; must first propel
through Winter’s tart spell!
Another haiku challenge from Ronovan Writes blog using the words “sweet” and “tart”. 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/
Autumn leaves fall: red,
Orange, and lemon-yellow tint
Emitting sweet scent.
I have attempted a new haiku challenge from Ronovan Writes blog using the words “sweet” and “scent”. This is often an enjoyable challenge for those who like writing short poem or like word puzzles and challenges. 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/
Today, I learned about a new type of poem called a Freku. This style of poetry includes a free verse poem which is then summarized at the end with a haiku. This is my first try at such a poem. Hope you enjoy reading it.
Darkness descends once again
Signaling the beginning
Of a long wintry night
Where the sun has dipped below
The distant and shrouded horizon
Slipping silently out of sight.
Oh that frigid winter is still coming
As its annual arrival is a calculated certainty
When the temps keep steadily falling
To zero degrees and below; so I think, “Woe is me.”
For blessed warmth I then dive
Beneath my layered bedding
Trying to stay warm and alive
When I begin to feel the drafting
Breeze seeping its way in.
So underneath my cavern of blankets
I then rest, think, and pray
As I quietly wonder and
Silently contemplate.
The darkness surrounds me
Like a thick shroud;
It wraps and securely
Hold me in its gripping mouth.
No flicker of light
Can I perceive
In this deep darkness
Which keeps hold of me.
I strain to vainly hear
With my dull ear, a slight
Sound; a hint of a whisper.
But no such tone reaches me;
I resolve to remain content in quiet peace
Knowing full well that the darkness will fade
Revealing a new and sun bright day.
For now though, I will settle in
Closing my eyes in a gentle sleep;
Safely tucked in for the night and
Hoping to have a sweet and pleasant dream.
As the deep darkness
Descends, I rest and hope to
Have a pleasant dream.
I never want to forget my mittens, scarf, and hat.
I never want to forget to feed m y two cats.
I never want to forget my clothes at the laundromat.
And I never want to forget why I am here or where I’m at.
I never want to forget my purse and my car keys.
I never want to forget my bags of groceries.
I never want to forget which day it is of the week.
And I never want to forget my dearest friends and family.
I never want to forget my mom’s soft voice and her smiling face.
I never want to forget my dad’s laughter and warm embrace.
I never want to forget that Jesus is leading me from place to place
And I never want to forget God’s sweet and saving grace.
I never want to forget my Wisconsin childhood home.
I never want to forget the many blessings God has shown.
I never want to forget that although I journey
Through this earthly life so often alone,
Someone in heaven is watching who loves me
And calls me his own.
Oh yes, I never want to forget.
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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
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~ Communicator, WordSmith, Artist, Guide, Mentor, Muse ~
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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!
Setting a Life to Words
Finding God's Grace in a Lemon-filled World
Prose | Poetry | Fiction | Editing
Writing - Loving What I Do and Doing What I Love!
Warning: A feminist writes here. Content may contain angry, vulgar, and sometimes funny language.
Join Us for #TankaTuesday 短歌 火曜
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!