Understanding

The fitness of a marriage, who can judge?
For even those within are set apart.
A see-saw keeping balance with a nudge,
Two individuals before the start.

One partner is the giver, so it seems;
I hate to say, but one can give too much
And end up taking all the others’ dreams
With hands that, though well-meaning, ever clutch.

The understanding needed can’t be bought
Nor traded, compromised, discussed, or sold.
Lip service leads to battles that are fought,
Resentments, sharpest angles, tempers cold.

Give grateful understanding, showing love,
A Spirit-driven blessing from above.


A sonnet of 95 words, including “judge” for
Weekend Writing Prompt #115,
#RDP #Ragtag Daily Prompt, #angle,
FOWC: Grateful.

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My Guiding Light

A poem is my guide lamp out,
A light in darkest hour.
It nourishes my mind and heart;
It grows the Lotus flower.

When pain engulfs me, poems touch
The center of my soul,
Reminding me that after rain,
The sunshine makes me whole.


My response to
dVerse Quadrille #83: Sun.

Happy Eighth Anniversary to dVerse Poets Pub, and a huge thank you to everyone who contributes, hosts and participants alike! You have certainly inspired the light of poetry for me! ❤

What Peace Means to Me

A morning cup of coffee,
Hot and strong and sweet.
A comfy pair of jeans
With sneakers on my feet.

Thanking my Creator
Before I start this day.
Affirming I can make it through
When things don’t go my way.

A hug, a laugh, a smile
From one who understands
That it’s OK to deviate
From all our best laid plans.

Just knowing that the hard times
Cannot last too long.
And hearing unexpectedly
A joke, a poem, a song.

Peace is doing better
Than I did the day before.
It’s never all the big things,
But the small that mean much more.


For today’s
#Ragtag Daily Prompt #RDP #Peace.

Music is Poetry

I’m a songwriter and poet, and my husband writes poetry and inspirational stories. He is also the only person who has read my lyrics before hearing the accompanying music; that means a lot to me. We collaborated on the following poem to bridge the gap between music/songwriting and poetry. –C. G.

Music is Poetry

by Frederick Douglass Grimes, III
and Dr. Crystal L. Grimes

Music Is Poetry. There Is no doubt.
Some hear a song, not knowing what It’s all about.

Songs tell stories of love, life or pain,
Passing on a message for listeners to gain.

So many forms of storytelling, personal and true;
Music and Poetry get us through.

Sweet melodies of songs, special word’s in a poem
Capture the heart and lead the mind to roam.

No music or poems? What a sad world indeed!
With nothing for the mind and spirit to feed.

A blessed combination and a treasure to behold,
More valuable than riches, more precious than gold.

Some people fear what they don’t understand,
But our stories live on, connecting our hands.

Fretboards of Joy

A shiny chest of wonderment,
Of wishes and of dreams;
A brilliant box of hopefulness
And possibilities!

When soft inspiring breezes
Flutter magic strings,
They carry off my spirit
On clouds of melodies!

So thank you, bless-ed builders
For the joy your fretboards bring!


My response to Kim’s very interesting “Fretboard of Poetry” Quadrille prompt at
dVerse
and today’s
#Ragtag Daily Prompt #RDP #Breeze.

Other Musical Poems

First, because Kim lives near the coast:
Song of the Sea

Spirit of Music

The Music Inside

And, of course, the theme song of Mystical Strings ❤