Category Archives: Poetry

The Open Door #Decima #Poem

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The door will open if we knock–
For everyone, not just a few.
And that includes Uniquely You!
You hold the key to fit the lock.

No expiration, time or clock,
But readiness of soul and mind
To claim the peace and love we find.
No need to wait until we fail
For one last hope or holy hail.
The place is here, and now’s the time!

—
Written for
Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 35: (KNOCK) in the A rhyme line.

Ode to Eggs #Poem

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I was never really fond of eggs
until I became a vegan!
Now there’s a prime example of,
“You always want what you can’t have!”
There I was, no animal products allowed,
when suddenly, eggs became one of my favorite foods!

I can’t say I had a tangerine dream about them,
or maybe I did
and just don’t want to admit it!
I can still see eggs now in my mind,
bright yellow as morning sun rays!
Yum!

Eggs are easy peasy to prepare
and take no time at all,
a blessing at breakfast–
the most important meal of the day!

I like them scrambled,
fried,
baked in a casserole or over a hearthstone fire,
and almost any other way
besides in a puddle on my plate!

If I were an astronaut,
would I like them freeze-dried?
Would I fortify myself with a couple space-age eggs
before a difficult day of moon walking?
Or return to my vintage turquoise spaceship
and whip some up before a cozy nap in my pod?

I’ll never know!
Space may be the final frontier,
but I enjoy my eggs
just fine
right here
right now
on earth!

—
My response to Linda Kruschke’s
Paint Chip Poetry Prompt #49

Self-deception #Decima #Poem

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How we take the scarring, scraping
Given by the lives we’ve chosen!
In our prison, rigid, frozen,
While the door is open, gaping!

For we live the lives we’re shaping
By our choices, thoughts, believing.
True acceptance starts relieving.
Earth is anything but stable;
Let us cling to Heaven’s cable!
Keep the Truth and stop deceiving!

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This was a hard one for me, using the word “stable” in the D line of a Decima! Written for
Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 34: (STABLE) in the D rhyme line.

Giving Christmas 3TC #Poem

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A white fluffy blanket will cover us soon.
We’ll cringe at the cold as our chapped dry lips move.

We’ll run for the festive, no reason or rhyme,
‘Cause didn’t you know? It’s the hair-raising time!

We’ll step into debt and think inside each box,
Darting into an app for just one pair of socks!

There’s a pump in the basement in need of repair.
It’s been flagging and dragging since Christmas last year!

I would chortle if things weren’t so dyer and sad,
But this holiday season, for many, is bad.

Can’t we look out for others and not just our own?
We know someone or something in need of a home!

We can mine our resources to offer some help,
For the little we have is another’s great wealth!

There is no “Automatic” or button to press,
But for somebody, somewhere, it’s we who can bless!

When the pretty snowflakes fall upon you this year,
Ask yourself what you’ve done for another’s good cheer!

For no matter the gift and no matter how small,
It’s the giving that’s truly the best gift of all!

—
My response to this week’s
Take 7 at Pensitivity101.

Also part of my Holiday Blogging Party.
You’re invited! Please come along!

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!

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