Did you get your free coffee today?
‘Cause tomorrow they’ll tell you to pay.
And you can cross off
Opportunity lost…
When it’s given, receive it with grace!
—
Another Limerick
for NaPoWriMo day 13. And it’s free coffee day at Wawa, folks! Getcha one!
My body is aching
My mind is lost…
But I’ll get them back
No matter the cost.
‘Cause this isn’t something
I do by myself.
It’s the Power of God
Restoring my health!
And when I’m not sleeping,
I know what to do,
Reach deep in my heart
For the Spirit that soothes.
I know that the gifts
Of body and mind
Belong to me only
A limited time.
And so may I use them
To brighten each day
And let in the Spirit
Who shows me the way.
My body is aching
My mind is lost…
And I get them back
‘Cause God pays the cost!
—
It’s day 12 of NaPoWriMo. Apologies for missing yesterday. I lay down for 5 minutes at 8:00 p.m. And woke up at 1:00 a.m. for a short time. Clearly, I didn’t realize how much I needed sleep!
A pattering, sprinkling drizzle at first,
Becoming a torrent, a downpour that burst
From clouds of the fluffiest, puffiest kind,
Restoring my body, renewing my mind;
My heart, an oasis, is blessed from above,
To blossom and grow in the rain of your love.
—
A Quadrille for NaPoWriMo day 10, in response to the “drizzle” prompt from Mish at
dVerse.
When Miss Assumption misassumed,
She bought the bargain doom and gloom.
She got it half price and on sale
And never knew how much she failed.
She took the least expensive way,
But from now on she’ll have to pay.
For Miss Assumption misassumed,
And now she’s married to the groom!
—
I assume you’ll accept my apologies for this tongue-in-cheek (mostly) entry for NaPoWriMo day 9. Maya Angelou said, “You did then what you knew how to do, And when you knew better, You did better.” And may it be so!
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When on eternal wings I fly,
With smiling hearts remember me.
And see our lives through heaven’s eyes,
When on eternal wings I fly.
The soil is rich when flowers die,
And here I planted many seeds.
When on eternal wings I fly,
With smiling hearts remember me.
—
A Triolet
for NaPoWriMo day 8.
Growing wisdom
Understanding
Tenderness and seeing sides;
Soul-fulfilling
Heartfelt healing
Listening and open mind;
Encouragement
Appreciation
Caring, daring to confide;
Strength enduring
True protection
Softer hearts and wider minds;
Hope believing
All forgiving
Consolation, gentle guide.
Hold the torchlight
Higher, brighter
Never-ending flame, abide!
—
It’s NaPoWriMo day 7! As a Quadrille, this poem has 44 words, not including the title. It also contains 20 reasons to love, with 4 in each stanza except the last one. Don’t take my word for it–count them! ❤
This is the day the Lord has made.*
So thank him when it’s done.
Though some things were right, and others went wrong,
Tomorrow’s another one.
This is the day the Lord has made.
Remember when it’s through,
The path was laid out, in spite of your doubts,
A route that is planned for you.
This is the day the Lord has made.
So breathe a grateful sigh.
No matter what passed, and future unfolds,
You’re getting a rest tonight!
*This is the day the Lord has made; We will rejoice and be glad in it.
–Psalm 118:24 (NKJV)
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NaPoWriMo day 6, and a blessed evening to you, any and every evening!
I wear a hat to remind me
That I’m not the top of the world.
I’m under a Power much greater than I;
My job is to let it unfurl.
I wear a hat to remind me
That people are more than we see.
The outside is only a mirror,
Reflecting a part of the deep.
I wear a hat to remind me
To think, to be quiet, to pray;
To seek and to find every moment in time
The best I can do, be and say.
I wear a hat to remind me
That I’m not the top of the world.
I’m under a Power much greater than I;
God, help me to let you unfurl!
—
It’s NaPoWriMo day 5… This poem is loosely based on the Biblical concept of head-covering for women. For me, it has its place.
The windows are wanting a dusting;
They can’t see a thing through the dirt.
And none but the birds are rejoicing.
Their view is a little bit hurt.
The windows are wanting a shower,
The grit and the grime piled high.
The birds who can’t see their reflections
Are keeping their gaze to the sky.
The windows are wanting a cleaning,
The curtains depressed in the gloom.
And carried on wings of the springtime,
The birds are suspecting their doom.
The windows are wanting their changes;
The birds, bless their buttons, confide:
“We don’t want our ending beginning
In windows that shimmer with pride!”
—
My attempt at anthropomorphism for Lillian’s prompt at
dVerse.
I’m not sure it hits the spot, but I’m proud of its poetics. 😮 Also a great one for NaPoWriMo day 4.
You want to shoot foxes
and don’t care about rescuing old, tired donkeys.
You see starving children on TV,
and your heart doesn’t skip a beat.
But when that person sings,
you know who I mean,
your heart opens,
and you get a little teary-eyed.
It takes all kinds
of people and animals
to create this
world of variety we call home!
Even though you want to shoot foxes
and don’t care about rescuing old, tired donkeys,
you’re one of the good ones!
And I love you for it!
—
For NaPoWriMo day 3, I’m reminded there’s all manner of good in this world! Just because people care about different things than we do, doesn’t make them lesser people. You never know… Sometimes we can even learn to love them! 😀
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