Light

Your yoke is easy with burden light,
This I believe (help my unbelief!)
Though I have to keep fight
-ing; in midst of grief,
May hope have a sighting.

 

A quick poem for NaPoWriMo day 10

List of Things I Can’t Live Without

Generally one thinks of the necessities:
Food, clean water, and shelter,
To take the destitute out of misery.

It’s more than that of course:
What about love, and hot coffee, and a home
Not only a house to make a new course?

And I’d have to add to the list: your presence.


A “list of things” for NaPoWriMo day 9, partially inspired by DVerse’s Poetics prompt about water.

 

Aced

NaPoWriMo day 8: a quadrille containing the word “ace” for DVerse.


Grades were my idol:
I evaluated myself by how
The tests turned out,
If I aced them, I was a great person,
If not — fear wrought
Its havoc. It’s not
As important nowadays, but
I hope to pass my classes,
Can’t wait to graduate.

Gifts of Joy

For NaPoWriMo day 7, I followed the prompt to write a poem about what you would give to yourself or to someone else. 


If I could give you anything,

I’d give you even half

The love and joy you bring —

I’d give a smile like the sun,

Like the one

You give, I’d try not to cry

So much, to be more sane,

(Though you don’t seem to mind

Stopping the rain).

 

If I could give you anything,

I’d give you even half

The love and joy you bring —

But I have nothing.

Empty hands, empty arms

Open towards your face,

Just enter

Into this embrace.

Rebuke the Rain

NaPoWriMo day 6. This is a villanelle based on what happened on the retreat this past week and what we talked about in the Bible studies.


He who rebuked the winds and calmed the rain,
Possesses careful hands, and he will heal —
He may let die and bring to life again.

Stand from your mat, where you had always lain,
And walk, to understand that healing’s real:
He who rebuked the winds and calmed the rain

He wants to wash away all of sin’s stain,
Suffering’s meaning thereby to reveal:
He may let die and bring to life again.

Come close to him in brokenness and pain,
Know you’re his child; he gave you a seal
He who rebuked the winds and calmed the rain.

“She’s only sleeping?” They thought him insane,
Compassion, power, he did not conceal:
He did let die and brought to life again.

He fed five thousand on a grassy plain,
There is enough despite what you may feel:
He who rebuked the winds and calmed the rain,
He may let die and bring to life again.

Stay

NaPoWriMo day 3. Inspired by Psalm 65.


Stay with us Lord, and let the tumult still;
O God the savior, our only hope today,
Fill us with joy, and lead us through all ill —
Our heavy offenses, You wipe them away.
Blot out not our life, but rather dry our tears!
The waves rise high, let saving help appear!