Saving Two Birds with One Poem :)

Today’s FOWC is Idiom, and I wasn’t sure if it was possible to use the actual word “idiom” in a poem, so I decided to kill two birds with one stone and participate in Fandango’s Flashback Friday. 😀

This is a poem that I posted exactly 5 years ago. The original post is here. I’m grateful for this one. Good job, Jenna from 5 years ago!

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When life is hard and full of sorrows,

You hold them in Your hand.

You, who with all grief acquainted,

Are stronger than this world’s sand.

Hold me tightly my dear Savior,

And redeem this day,

May I be safe in the Beloved,

And in Your goodness stay.

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Jenna from 5 years ago then adds, “There is always, always hope.”

Munchkins!

Inspired by the Sunday Writing Prompt at MLMM (it might be a little too late), “The Little Things.” Also for FOWC: Realm. The other day, I was in my backyard and noticed a beautiful flower, so I took a photo of it. I posted it to Instagram with the caption (in part), “How can you be sad when you are looking at a flower like this?”

At Twilight, a Sigh

I wrote this for today’s SOCS: “-igh.”

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At twilight, when it is nigh nighttime,
I sigh, thinking of many ways I might
Have used time more wisely —

Yet waste is not a blight on the day;
I do think highly of being happy,
And at dawn’s light it will be a new day.

Décima: Blown Away

A décima for this week’s prompt from Ronovan Writes, “Blow” in the C rhyme spot (at the last minute, as is often the case). It took me a while to come up with an idea, let alone a good one. This is also inspired by Writing Wednesday: Amazement.

Life is hard when you feel things.

But why must all the operations in life be performed without an anesthetic?
– Ernest Hemingway, To Have and Have Not (1937)

A Lighter Blue

This week’s décima has the word “wake” (well, almost) in the B rhyme line.

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“This too shall pass”: the words are true;
The rising sun makes Earth awake,
Past shadows of night start to shake
Off, making room for what is new.

The sky is of a lighter blue
That speaks of peace and happiness,
That does not need to be flawless
To find delight: with clouds in sight,
Eyes recognize shapes in the white
Fluffy mountains of cumulus.

Chocolatey

Today has been a wonderful day! I got to see my “grandma” for the first time since last March. I wanted to write something about that, but I’m not getting inspired to write very much today. Here is a cinquain I wrote: After I baked brownies, I figured they needed an ode! XD Shared with the Writers’ Pantry at PSU. The picture is not of my brownies, unfortunately.

Thirst-Quenching

I have a whole bunch of partly-written poems today. Here’s my haiku for Frank J. Tassone’s challenge about clear water.

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in the midday heat
welcome life-restoring sips:
at last comes relief

Photo by Sunsetoned on Pexels.com

Motivation

I wrote this Chaucerian stanza last night. Emotions are extremely capricious, and the last few days I have felt pretty good, which is a relief. I’m sure the more difficult emotions will come back, but my hope is that I can practice being more resilient. Prayer helps. 🙂

Noticing the Flourishing

May’s full moon is on Wednesday, and it is known as the Flower Moon, as Frank, the host of DVerse Haibun Monday, says.

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This month, I have noticed a wealth of new flowers in the garden: varying shapes and shades, hues of pink and yellow, almost whatever one could name. Bees are busy pollinating, and the blueberries, too, are growing and ripening from a gentle light-green. We have already picked a bowlful; soon the fruits will fill baskets. The garden is waiting to give many other fruits and vegetables as treasures.

after heat of day
buzz of all activity
rests under the moon