Seven Worlds, Seven Steps #Cinquain #Poem

Thunder
before the rain
told all to stay inside.
Of course, not everyone obeyed…
Distraught.

Salvaged
after the rain,
with the coming of dawn,
the bright-shining symbol of a
new leaf.

Our own
Garden of Eden,
where perhaps no storms rage,
only exists eternally
in Light.

we find
matcha for tea,
giving thanks for supply;
respecting, taking what we need
to live.

Dragon
of avarice
is fed by humankind…
Yet we always have the option
]to choose!

Black tie
around his neck
chokes off the serpent’s greed.
And Light is always here, beyond
false dark.

We live
in half-and-half,
Light and dark together.
Which we see depends on our own
seeking!

—
My response to Linda Kruschke’s wonderful
Chance Cinquain Paint Chip Prompt!

Life Portrait #Poem

Each thought is a dab on the canvas of life,
Expressing and coloring sweetness or strife.

It’s something like nothing within our control–
And thinking affects body, mind, and our soul.

O artist, choose carefully, consciously, wise,
While daily creating your portrait of life!

—
My Quadrille in response to De’s “dab” prompt at
dVerse.

Open-hearted #Poem

O that our hearts of polished stone
Would ride like cowboys in the night!
Come quickly now to help just one
And stay until the morning light!
With mind and spirit shining bright
And body comforted by touch,
We’d feel less lonely in our plight.
I don’t believe I ask too much!

O Rocky Mountains, deep in tone,
Give us your song of strength and might!
Help all remember, small and grown,
That each one has a place in life!
And whether ag-ed or a sprite,
Compassion true is not a crutch.
A gift of love, the heart’s delight!
I don’t believe I ask too much!

O that our hearts of polished stone
Would ride like cowboys in the night!
Come quickly now to help just one
And stay until the morning light!
With mind and spirit shining bright
And body comforted by touch,
We’d feel less lonely in our plight.
I don’t believe I ask too much!

O Prince of Peace, You, Love and Light!
Let us release the fear we clutch!
And open to Your loving sight–
I don’t believe I ask too much!

—
This is a
Ballade
written for Linda Kruschke’s weekly
Paint Chip Poetry Prompt.

PSA: If you, like me, cannot read text in images, click the Ballade link above for a written explanation and examples of the form.

“I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day” #Music

Download Mp3

This carol is based on the 1863 poem, “Christmas Bells,” by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. When sung, the two stanzas pertaining to the American Civil War are omitted. However, you can read the full poem
here.

I hope you enjoy this carol, sung and played on ukulele and Oriole soprano recorder!

Be the Spark #Decima #Poem

There is a Light, a tiny spark,
A miracle we can behold!
So simple, yet it’s brave and bold
And dims not, even in the dark.

How we can miss its micro mark!
But still it burns quite near, not far–
So close we cannot see the Star…
It’s placed within us to provide
The Light we need to see, to guide.
We must re-learn: It’s who we are!

—
Written for
Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 37: (STAR) in the C rhyme line.

Fairies #Poem

Do I believe in fairies?
After all, I’ve never seen, heard or felt them.

Yet I believe in goodness,
Hope, love, and music,
Even when I don’t feel them.

And I believe in the sunrise,
Though I’ve never seen it.

I believe in inspiration,
Life, creativity, gratitude…
Acknowledgment brings awareness.

Do I believe in fairies?
Yes! I believe I do!

—
Written for
MLMM Tale Weaver/Fairy Tale – Fairies.