Oasis #Decima #Poem #SixSentenceStories

We seek oasis, safe and warm,
A beacon shining in the dark.
We need a fire to light our spark!
We long for shelter from the storm.
When troubles come, they come in swarms
And prey on thinking that’s confined.
We’ve lost our way, because we’re blind
To greater good and higher plan.
Yet guided by an unseen hand,
We reach oasis in our mind!


A Decima for
Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 33: (BLIND) in the C rhyme line.
Also written for
#SixSentenceStories: Oasis.

“Come, Ye Thankful People, Come” #Music

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Henry Alford wrote this hymn in 1844. The text is based on
Psalm 104.
The melody is “St. George’s Windsor” by George Job Elvey.

I hope you enjoy this Thanksgiving/Harvest Festival hymn played on ukulele, viola, alto recorder, and lyre!

Prairie Longings #Poem

Have you ever been drawn to the prairie,
Where untouched wheat fields blow in the wind?
And the Great Plains! They stretch beyond vision!
Brambles thick so we can’t enter in.

Where the night is mysterious graphite
And the gray that’s beginning the day
Slowly drifts to the brightest of sunshine,
So your herb gardens flourish away!

It’s a hard life and quite grizzly sometimes.
Yet you can’t help but wonder and wait.
Have you ever been drawn to the prairie?
Boundless freedom and no iron gates!


My response to Linda Kruschke’s
Paint Chip Poetry Prompt #47

Before I Sleep #Decima #Poem

My race of life is not yet run,
With miles to go before I sleep.*
While during loss I sometimes weep,
Much joy and laughter have I won!
I’m thankful for each day begun;
For night, to enter wisdom’s wood.
My life unfolds just as it should,
Yes, even when I cannot tell.
The Universe does all things well!
Before I sleep, I wake to good!

*From
“Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” by Robert Frost.


My Decima for
Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 32: (SLEEP) in the B rhyme line.

Nature’s Night #Sonnet #Poem

A supernova flies across the sky!
It pulls me from a melancholy time.
I wonder how a being such as I
Could miss a fascination so sublime!

The scent of lavender comes sweetly round
To ease a troubled mind before I sleep.
The night air, softly, gently blowing down,
Takes what must go, and tells what I must keep.

The wild blue yonder always points the way,
Unchanging Self with ever-changing view.
I, too, can change my thoughts in night or day,
And deep within I Am the Light of Truth.

It isn’t simply nature as it seems,
But beauty to enjoy and teach us things!


A Sonnet for Linda Kruschke’s
Paint Chip Poetry Prompt #44

Flash of Encouragement #Haiku #Poem

Like a flash of smoke
Error’s illusions destroy
What took time to build.

What took time to build
Required strength and hard work
To achieve the goal.

To achieve the goal,
We must step outside the box
In faith and courage.

In faith and courage,
We go on despite failure;
Nature shows us how.


Shi Rensa Haiku
written for
#Threethingschallenge #412

My Kindred #Poem

My kindred are the instruments
For sweetest music-making–
The nature of their character,
A present for our taking.

The strings within the orchestra
Are sea glass for the ears.
They ring, reflect; they laugh and cry
With smiles and then with tears.

The brass, a welcome lighthouse great,
Is pointing out the way,
With pride and power leading on
And strength for each new day.

The woodwind section fills the air
Of inner, outer space,
As sounds of singing harken back
To fragile antique lace.

A booming blizzard from the drums!
It rattles rafters high!
Our hearts quicken in unison,
Uniting rhythms rhyme.

My kindred are plum perfect
And do a job well done!
They teach that through diversity,
In truth, we all are one!


My response to Linda Kruschke’s
Paint Chip Poetry Prompt #45: Kindred