Category Archives: Nature

Serenity #Writephoto #Poem

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Play or download this serene Sonnet with lyre accompaniment.

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We wonder if serenity is real.
Can it be found in ever changing life,
Despite the negativity we feel,
Beneath the rolling boil of strain and strife?

Serenity is really in plain view,
A Purloined Letter*, right before our eyes.
So simple that we think it can’t be true
And close enough to touch, but in disguise.

Serenity is deep within the mind,
At center where the heart and soul are one.
As nature does, it’s something we can find,
Returning through the gate from which we’ve come.

Our birth right, we have only to un-learn
The concept that serenity is earned.

*Purloined Letter: Reference to the story of the same name by Edgar Allan Poe.

—
My response to Sue Vincent’s
Thursday #Writephoto Prompt, Serenity.

A Trio of Poems #Music #Poem

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Play or download these 3 short poems with lyre accompaniment.

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Honesty

Full honesty
Is always best.
But it must be
A human test
Or bluffed disguise
When tempers rise
In view of truth.

Light

Terra-cotta
Clay of nature.
Earth and water
Form the future.
We are the same,
Uniquely made,
Designed in Light.

Peace

Morning glories
Blooming in peace
Tell us stories
Of what can be.
Red velvet slate,
Despite mistakes.
The soul is whole.

—
I wrote these 3
Ha’sonnets
for Linda Kruschke’s
Paint Chip Poetry Prompt #35.

I didn’t use the paint chip words as colors, because as a blind person, I know them as things instead. Also, only my last poem really follows the “future” theme. But I did follow Linda’s example and write 3 poems using the angel card words from the challenge. Finally, for those of you who haven’t heard my lyre yet, please have a listen. Hope you enjoy! ❤

New Moon Prayer #Writephoto #Music

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A song with the silvery sound of the zither.

Lyrics

Crescent moon,
Shining through the golden break of dawn.
Crescent moon,
Lighting every tender dream begun.

Teach me to know the nature of flowing life;
Living and real, the dreams that I feel inside.

Crescent moon,
Shining through the shadows of the trees.
Crescent moon,
Lighting up the path that’s right for me.

My intuition gives me a mission sure;
Help me to live the part I am given ever more!

Crescent moon,
Shining through the golden break of dawn.
Crescent moon,
Lighting every tender dream begun.

Crescent moon.

—
For Sue Vincent’s
Thursday #Writephoto Prompt, Crescent.

Summer Swirl #Poem

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The heirloom tomatoes are all green with envy.
The bright fireflies suddenly act unfriendly.

The lap swim has gone off the deep end for now,
And Summer takes on a patina somehow.

Do I have to tell you? It happens each year!
One season flows into another, it’s clear.

You pull out a wishbone and think it away,
But no good! The turning is yearning to stay!

—
For Linda Kruschke’s
Paint Chip Poetry Prompt #33, From Best to Worst.
Though I didn’t really get the theme right, I couldn’t resist writing this poem!

Little Boat #Writephoto #Music

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Song on lyre.

1. My body is a little boat
That sails the raging seas,
Where illness, tension, pain and stress
Can get the best of me.
But Spirit guides my little boat
To everything I need.

2. My mind, it is a little boat
That sails a clouded sky.
When darkness falls, I see my fears
That vanish in the Light.
And Spirit guides my little boat
Through every stormy night.

3. My soul, it is a little boat
That sails eternally.
When I forget in trials deep,
To live my destiny,
The Spirit guides my little boat,
And I return to peace.

—
Apparently it’s boat week around here, as I’ve posted
The Skye Boat Song
and
The Arran Boat
already this week. 🙂

This third boat post is my response to
Sue Vincent’s #Writephoto Prompt, Clouded.

Bright Idea #Poem

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I had a bright idea once,
To get a little pet.
My nephews had a hermit crab,
And one fine day we met.

I put my finger in the cage,
A kind of little bowl.
I’m lucky when I pulled it out
The finger was still whole!

No hermit crab for me, it’s clear,
And no tropical bird.
A peacock, so I hear, is loud,
And must have the last word.

If not pets, then a garden full
Of flow’rs and fruits and trees,
Beginning with a lotus
And some pomegranate seeds.

The only baby’s breath I found
Was lost as my son grew.
Perhaps the pets and gardening
Are not my thing to do.

I had a bright idea once:
Don’t try to fit a mold!
Be happy in God’s plan for me:
Unique, authentic, bold!

—
My response to Linda Kruschke’s
Paint Chip Poetry Prompt #29: Long Lost

It Is Well with My Soul #Music

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“When peace like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say
It is well, it is well, with my soul.”

Horatio G. Spafford’s realization is as timely today as when he wrote this text in 1873. He wrote this poem after the devastating loss of his four daughters. Traveling to Europe with their mother, ahead of Spafford, their ship collided with another vessel and sank rapidly. Of Spafford’s family, only his wife, Anna, survived. This hardship came soon after the death of their 4-year-old son in the Great Chicago Fire of 1871, along with the economic and property loss the family suffered due to the fire.

Philip Bliss, a friend of Spafford’s, originally named the melody “Ville du Havre,” after the lost vessel. This is possibly one of the most popular pieces Bliss composed.

If Spafford, at such a despairing time in his life, could look beyond it to the peace and safety of his own soul, then what an encouragement it is that we can choose to do the same!

I hope this zither arrangement allows the peace of your soul to flow from within you!

Seed of a Dream #Writephoto

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Every soul has the seed of a dream,
Planted within by the Spirit unseen.
Let it grow into a fruit-bearing tree
Over your path of life.

Your path may be winding through heather and hills.
You might become lost in the forest at will.
But seek and you’ll find it, the path to fulfill
The dream for your tree of life.

Repeat from beginning.

Seek and you’ll find it, the path to fulfill
The dream for your tree of life.

—
A song on lyre, written in response to
Sue Vincent’s #Writephoto Prompt, Dream.