It is with a heavy heart
That I write this poem:
I thought he would be the one
To light my way home.
Darkness comes instead to roost,
And how my heart aches!
Where is home in this wide world,
When a sweet love breaks?
Light
Good Mood
cause for rejoicing:
not too long shall light be gone
for here comes the dawn
A senryu because I am feeling some extra hope today. 🙂
My Lights
It’s time for my Tuesday-evening Sijo! This week’s theme is temptation. The first topic that I thought of is Jesus’s temptation in the desert, which was the Gospel reading on Sunday, but I wrote about something else:
When the darkness descends, when it invades, taking me captive,
I am tempted to think there is no light — yet I keep searching,
Until after excruciating pain, I find it right by me.
I actually like this one
darkness falling, stars rise, open their eyes: even when the birds cease to sing, such brilliance is calling
For Angie Trafford’s Writing Wednesday (on a Thursday). Join in!Â
Enduring Boldly
JusJoJan day 9: Endurance. DVerse Quadrille Monday: Bold.
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Step By step, Day By day, Through Much pain Sprinkled with joy Like a night sky Freckled with stars -- (Sometimes One finds Dim those stars Which make life Worth living) -- And it takes A holy boldness To point them out, To say, "Look! Here!"
Rock Formations
I just jotted this simple cinquain this morning (along with 8 other short poems!). It was inspired by two photo challenges, FFFC #200 and this one at MLMM. It also might count for one-liner Wednesday because it is one sentence with line breaks.
Through caves
And canyon walls,
There is the sky above
Maybe even a bright light from
Within
(Image credit https://unsplash.com/@codyhiscox)
(below: from the Google Next Hub Photo Gallery)
Praise Anyway
I’m not entirely pleased with how this turned out but will share it for SoCS anyway. 🙂
Praise:
Sometimes
Difficult.
There are always
Tiny little gems
Which shine throughout the day,
Despite lingering darkness.
To be thankful for in the end,
Reminders of God’s enduring love.
I have depression but can have many happy days anyway. I can have a really hard day but can call it a good day anyway (I don’t really believe in bad days, only hard days).
Gaudete (Rejoice)
A poem about light for DVerse Poetics on this feast of Saint Lucy. This is a re-working of a poem I wrote on Sunday, which is known as Gaudete Sunday (“Gaudete” means “rejoice.”).
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Gaudete: Joyful Advent Sunday Third candle and rose-colored vestments In Scripture Given encouragement: Soon will the Savior come unto us Waiting through Any discouragements, Keeping the Advent candles burning
A Sea of Grief and Longing
Just now, I wrote a poem for the Sunday Whirl’s Wordle #581. If it’s nothing but a word salad, it’s because I’m still depressed and very sad and grieving, but here you go. Update: Sharing with DVerse Open Link Live!
Let one's flame, spilt over the darkness, Cause a gap filled with light to be ripped Into the world, knocking down hopelessness's Walls -- Let's touch hope for a half-second, Even with fingers numb with cold, Even with the rest of the Earth burning down To ashes, amidst a sea of grief and longing.
New Moon
The moon is new, and so the sky is dark.
The stars are shining someplace but not here.
The difference ‘twixt Now and Then is stark,
For nighttime’s Guide is gone, and there’s the fear
Of what comes next, no, even what is Now —
Rewriting of the story not allowed.
Shared with DVerse OLN because I wanted to post a poem today, short though it is.
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