I recognize the work this marker did, Helping to color all the dino-cats, With its quite useful hue of grayish-green. So sad since I that hue’s decline have seen: I’ll miss that marker, but it’s work is done.
At least it’s been used up, did not dry out, Fulfilled its purpose, a good marker-life. For people perhaps that could be a guide, To find their purpose and to live it well — To do what one was born for, fear aside.
I endeavored to write in blank verse for this one. Linking with DVerse OLN, before DVerse goes on summer break. 🙂
I appreciate Fandango’s Flashback Friday because I get to go back and have my memory refreshed about some of my own writings! XD I vacillated between sharing two poems, with completely different tones. Here’s a link to the one I didn’t choose, and below I have the one that’s much happier, which was what I originally had decided to share. It was in response to a challenge to write from the perspective of a color.
As juvenile as it is, I do enjoy coloring. We did it a lot in “art therapy,” so I learned to like it, and thanks to the generosity of a very good friend, I have a huge book of pictures with Bible verses (I have posted some finished pictures on here before). The activity is relaxing in itself, and the book reminds me that I have friend(s). Overall, it gives me a positive feeling, like a warm, hand-knit scarf. As the poem explains, some of its “lessons” are surprisingly applicable to life in general, so it gives me some hope, too.
Beginning with very little planning, No way to un-color what has been done, Perhaps it quickly looks different From the vision when it was begun. Continue reading →
Several months ago, I wrote a series of sonnets inspired by one of the pictures I had colored. I just finished another picture featuring a dove, and of course, I thought about the Holy Spirit. Then I thought, “Why not write another sonnet?” 😆 It has actually been a few months.
Today’s SoCS prompt was “the last photo you took.” At the time when I saw the prompt, my most recent photo was of a coloring page that I finished 2 days ago, so I thought of coloring in general.
The picture already created, Simply waiting for the coloring, A steady hand choosing Whether with care or haphazardly The hues to make it pretty — Surprising ways they can combine To make the empty spaces filled, Wonderful refuge to find.
I colored the picture below for Linda H. Hill’s coloring club for June. A sonnet, which I’m sharing below, was inspired by the picture. 😊 I intend also to write other types of poems about that Bible verse, which I did with a different picture a few months ago. See here, here, and here.
May feet be like those of a nimble deer, Upon the heights enabled now to tread, With simple courage pushing through all fear, Out of the comfort zone gradually led. Out of the valleys of despair and death Up to a place of rest, more solid ground. No longer so afraid of height nor breadth Of paths ahead, nor challenges around.
A fawn becomes a deer as legs grow strong, Its mother helps at first to stand up tall: Immediate it’s not – can take a long Adventure to at last no longer fall.
Stability of earth, be under me, Until I reach heights of eternity.
I wrote this preemptively, 3 or 4 weeks ago, but I didn’t want to forget about the idea I had. The way things have tended to be during the past year or so, I felt that it was okay to congratulate myself in advance. 🙂 Update: linked to the Writers’ Pantry on 6/20/2021.
I have done it: I have gone around the sun again. I have gone many thousands of miles per hour, Seeing a variety of seasonal scenery, Only to arrive back in the same place.
There is no way I am the same person. I have fought and won Bloody, but currently That has to be enough.
Today I am sharing a poem that I wrote earlier this month, along with a coloring page, for Linda G. Hill’s coloring club for the month of May. I thought the picture was super cute, and the colors are not spartan at all. 🙂
I colored this picture for Linda G. Hill’s coloring club this month and wrote a limerick to go with it. Pusheen the cat is probably only smelling the fragrant flowers, but to me, it looks like she is chomping on it!