Category Archives: Nature

Thriving on Hope #Poem

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Nature thrives on hope!
Evergreens keep their branches and color,
even when other leaves have fallen away.

Ferns blanket forest floors,
offering a soft bed, warm covering,
to all who need it.

Mountain peaks rise high above
dark valleys of this world,
reminding us… We, too, shall rise!

Hope can be a lost balloon,
perhaps stolen by a gargoyle
in the darkness, when we’re not looking.

And, when we’re not looking,
we find it in a bento box,
wrapped neatly for our opening!

Only limited by
the Boundary Waters of our awareness,
Nature thrives on hope!

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Written for Linda Kruschke’s
Paint Chip Poetry Prompt #50.

Beam #SixSentenceStories

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A beam of light shot across the sky on that long-ago night. Was it a UFO? A meteor? A shooting star? Or a sign that the world was ending–or just beginning? Ask your heart, and you’ll receive your answer!

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Written for
#SixSentenceStories: Beam

This is also part of my Holiday Blogging Party. You’re invited, too!
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A Life of Faith #Poem

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Chicken and dumplings add much to my style,
Not all the time, but once in a while.

I enjoy a beach walk and a castle of sand
Before it’s destroyed by my brother’s big hand.

I’m always awake at midnight, you see,
Because I’m creative and also can’t sleep.

I like a good brain teaser puzzle of sorts,
And I’m real good at research and writing reports.

But still there are times when Sahara I know,
Feeling thirsty, despairing, or stuck and alone.

I’ve been on the cliff’s edge at the edge of the sea,
Praying tides wash away all the trouble from me.

I am living my life in its time and its place,
And it grows from the small mustard seed of my faith!

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My response to Linda Kruschke’s
Paint Chip Poetry Prompt #48

Oasis #Decima #Poem #SixSentenceStories

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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!

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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

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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!

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