Joy

Today I decided to share a short and sweet Chaucerian stanza that I wrote the other day.

Through sun and rain, it is a shining day
Because of all the jewels unearthed therein,
Smell petrichor, and see the rainbow ray
Even when some colors remain hidden.
Joy is not binary, all loss or win.
Give thanks to God the Father through the Son,
Perhaps not for all things, but through each one.

Best of 2022

This week’s Cosmic Photo Challenge is “The Best of 2022.” I’m torn between having another existential crisis at the passage of this year and being at peace with it. In any case, I’ll celebrate the good times. 🙂 

I found this painted tree stump on a walk in March.
Would any post about 2022 be complete without including the kangaroo?
I got to go to this BEAUTIFUL abbey church in October.
I really like this photo of the Joy Advent Candle, taken last week, especially the symbolism behind it.

A Contradiction

A depressed optimist: 
A contradiction,
Yet ringing true,
For I see sunlight
And hear beautiful music,
Voices of loved ones,
Feeling happiness in my heart. 

Filling up with joy
Yet deflating, like
A "HAPPY BIRTHDAY" balloon
A week afterward. 

I apologize; my stream of consciousness is still dark. Maybe I’m addicted to writing about depression.  🙃 

Yawn

A typical day —
Filled with more of the same
Writing, reading, coffee-drinking
It’s boring after a while,
Yet the days leave, single-file
Without caring that you want them back.

Too many of them are wasted,
These typical days —
Indeed much is wasted, because unappreciated.


I don’t always appreciate “typical” days. I want time to speed up now, but by next year I’ll wish that it had slowed down. I appreciate the one-word prompts today (linked in the poem). This is a good reminder to myself. 🙂

Pas de Deux

Welcome back to another Sijo Tuesday. 🙂 This week’s theme is dance. Thank you to Ronovan Writes for the inspiration!


There is a yearning in the deep, on the mystery of Soul’s sea:
There is an ineffable call, and an interior movement
Another step in the lifelong dance, with the Beloved

Ronovan Writes Sijo Challenge Image

Behold Once More

It’s Friday. and you (might) know what that means: Flashbacks! In a good way. 🙂 This poem is from a year ago. I read it in my poetry book that my friend just returned, liked it, and then found that I had already posted it.It was a response to paint-chip poetry.


Let irises of eyes behold the sky,
With pupils learning to see majesty:
If constellations dance clearly and free,
Or cloaked in midnight mist the moon is shy,
Be present there. Patience has its reward.
Be in the joyful half, and half in grief.
Let sense and heart be open to receive
More riches than the richest could afford.

silhouette of tree under starry night sky
Photo by Nico Obsieger on Pexels.com

Friends’ Hearts

For this week’s One-Liner Wednesday, I have this quotation from the great Archbishop Fulton Sheen, found in my book of his quotations. 

In every friendship hearts grow and entwine themselves together, so that the two hearts seem to make only one heart with only a common thought. That is why separation is so painful; it is not so much two hearts separating, but one being torn asunder.

I think this is applicable to any true, deep friendship and does not have to be a romantic relationship.

Loving Heart

I’ve written some Halloween / scary-themed poems today, but the one I am sharing is much more light-hearted. 😊 It is a Septanelle for FOWC: Harmony and MVB: Delighted. Thanks to Paula Light for, through one of her blog posts, introducing me to the Septanelle form.


 

A loving heart,
Delight from the inside:
Love reminds that no one is far apart
And does not hide
But more it longs to give,
In harmony it helps us all to live,
Forgive, restart.

Kneaded

I feel hesitant to post anything today, but here is a shadorma I wrote yesterday, inspired by a talk at my women’s group.

dough of days:
needed gratitude
kneaded in,
taking time,
so that even in the heat
spirit is rising

Photo by Klaus Nielsen on Pexels.com

Since I shared that, I’m now linking with DVerse OLN. Might as well. 🙂