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Repost: Ghazal
This is a re-post of a ghazal that I wrote a couple of years ago. I am sharing with DVerse for this month’s poetry form.
Inner/Outer
My inner world is much richer than my outer world sometimes. I can have so much to write about, especially in poetry, when nothing much seems to be going on. My life is boring on the outside — I don’t even have a job right now — but in my brain and soul I am happy. I think about many people in my prayers, even though I don’t see most of them. That’s what inspired the following poem:
Though we are far apart,
Though we live sadly far,
I pray for you each day,
Close to my thoughts you stay--
I hug you with my heart.
I hug you with my heart:
Though there's pain in my chest,
Though I can't seem to rest
Securely, I keep you
In my mind, in my heart.
For today’s SoCS.
Forgotten
Do you ever think of me
As I think of you?
You are often in my mind
When you're not in view.
Do you ever think of me
When I'm not around?
Am I just a memory,
Do I make a sound?
Sunflower
A coloring page that I just finished, along with a poem that I wrote 2 days ago.
Sunflower --
Turn your face to the sun,
Find the light, wherever it may be.
Sunflower,
Turning toward the light,
Keep firmly rooted, to win the fight.
With power
Of focus on the sun,
Greater growth has already begun.
Pillows
I’ve heard that, if you have more than two pillows on your bed, you are more likely to be depressed. I have 3 pillows, 3 stuffed animals, and currently a cat on my bed — so what does that say about me?
For One-Liner Wednesday.
Autumnal
For this week’s Flower Hour, the theme is autumn colors.
I don’t know what kind of flowers these are, or even if they are autumn plants — this is an old photo — but the colors are very autumnal.
In my heart
I wrote this poem this morning, another one inspired by a homily. I am currently sad because people don’t want my love. Imagine how Jesus feels: so many people don’t want His love, either.
This is truth:
We need to know our heart
In order to make a gift of it.
This is truth:
I do not know the truth
Of my own imperfect heart sometimes.
This is gift:
The love that's in my heart,
I pray you will accept it, and me.
God does not stand apart
God does not stand apart from suffering,
He does not shy away from brokenness:
When you have keenly felt life's greatest stings,
He's given you another way to bless,
And He is with you in all loneliness.
God is no stranger to reality,
So be with Him, however you may be.
This poem was inspired by a homily from a priest. I started it yesterday and finished it today.
Trusting
“Trust God that you are exactly where you are meant to be.”
— St. Teresa of Avila
My contribution to Linda’s One-Liner Wednesday. I’m getting much better at doing this. I just wish that my mom believed in God so that she would trust the process, too.
Paris (Las Vegas)
This week’s One-Word Sunday is “blue.”
I quickly thought of my coffee mug, which you can see in the photo. I got it from the hotel Paris Las Vegas a little over a year ago. Incidentally, my rosary is also blue, as is part of my poetry notebook. I wrote a quick tanka about the mug and its associations:
Paris Las Vegas
Nine months ere I went to France
For real this time --
It was such a dream come true,
Memories in my mind's view
Flower Coloring
This morning I finished a coloring page:
Some people might think it a childish hobby, but the reason I color as an adult is to relieve stress and anxiety. I also like creating something, small though it may be. If you want to link up your coloring, you may. 😊 We can have a coloring club.
