This poem was inspired by the Weekly Scribblings about trees and also FOWC: Air. I am not sure if this poem is finished (does anyone else get that feeling that, sometimes, the poem might have more to say?), but this is what I have currently.
How beautiful is every tree,
There is delight in different leaves
Of varying forms and sizes, even one
With a tall and leaning trunk —
The air is fresh and clean, clearing
Old thoughts, and memories healing.
This poem was inspired by this prompt about meditation. There are several different methods of meditation. The one I do most often is probably the rosary, which, more than the prayers themselves, is really a meditation on the events of the life of Jesus Christ, especially through the eyes of Mary. However, like many people I also enjoy being in nature and feel a lot of peace around flowing water. I went to a park today that has a pond and some tiny waterfalls in it and enjoyed taking in the peace of nature there. 🙂
I am alive,
As I listen to it flowing,
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This décima is for Ronovan’s weekly challenge. This time, we are to use the word KNOT in one of the D rhyme spots. I finally came up with one that I think is good!
Some events, though past, are painful:
Still alive inside the mind’s maze,
Still unkind and more than a phase,
Too much joy they already stole.
No matter what happens, I’m whole,
And when the past comes whispering,
There is a place for forgiving.
Events that had caused such a knot
In me, by now have been forgot,
Or at least they have lost their sting.
This was inspired by Writing Wednesday, for which the prompt word is “master,” and also this prompt about joy. On this 25th day of February, I am loving those days when you are joyful for no particular reason! I did see a butterfly in the afternoon, which is a plus. 🙂 This is just a quatrain, but I am decently happy with it.
The DVerse Poetics prompt is about paradoxes today. Please follow the link to read other poets’ submissions and lovely examples of paradoxes in poetry. One of the options we were given is to build a poem around one of the given lines, and I am choosing the line, “I am the mother of sorrows; I am the ender of grief;” from the poem “The Paradox” by Paul Dunbar. The first thing I thought of was Our Lady of Sorrows: Continue reading
A décima for this week’s challenge: STEAL in the B rhyme spot. I wrote this one yesterday, on Valentine’s Day. I honestly thought that I would feel at least moderately sad yesterday, but it was actually one of the happiest days in a while. 🙂
This poem is for FOWC: Welfare, Writing Wednesday: Romance, and this prompt about community.
The romance needed is Divine,
This is the spirit’s deepest cry:
Community in Trinity,
Maker of all, to unify.
That’s not to say of no account
Is the physical, nor those needs.
The welfare of humanity
Must keep in mind what truly feeds.
I wrote this poem after Mass today. That’s one thing I am loving: We can now go to church inside the church building. Despite the continued requirement of face masks and distancing, that is very good news! As important as physical health is, I find my mental health especially suffering during this time, and being in the church fills up my soul!
Inspired by Lorraine’s poem “Be Healed,” I began this poem yesterday and finished it today. Linked with the Writers’ Pantry at PSU and with February Love Me day 7 (I skipped day 6) because it reminds me of my family’s garden, which I really enjoy.
Today’s SoCS / JusJoJan prompt (this is the second-to-last day of JusJoJan, so I am a bit sad) is “the beginning, the end.”
This poem was mostly inspired by the Writing Wednesday prompt, “meditation.” It is a Puente poem, so called because the line in the middle acts as a “bridge” between the 2 parts of the poem. I am also sharing with the Writers’ Pantry and with JusJoJan day 24, even though the word “trigger” did not trigger any ideas, at least not yet.