Four around the table
Door opened
We departed
Four doors closed.
Clouded sky watched
Radio silent
Thoughts drove me home.
Around the curves
Remembering conversation
Slowing down
Savoring another memory
His Word
His Presence
Revealed around the table.
And now here
On the drive home
Rain came
Softly.
8-4-09
Coming from nested shelter,
The rafter appeared
Noiselessly on the hayrolled field.
The Sunday dawn beckoning
Kin of all sizes
To green pastures.
Crossing the road ever vigilant
They passed right before me
Thoughtful and smiling-
"Turkey in the road!"
8-9-09
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Friday, May 29, 2009
Lots of Found
Found Jesus
Found friends
Found book
Found pom-poms
Found __________
This began as a list to a friend because I found something silly to share. Scrawled these words out when I left a book with her. Found- grounded word, like its sound.
Still struggling with this cyberworld of words.
whirlpool- inviting and warm, gather and join, foot in, foot out, too swirly, too steamy
lay my towel out and listen some more.
Found friends
Found book
Found pom-poms
Found __________
This began as a list to a friend because I found something silly to share. Scrawled these words out when I left a book with her. Found- grounded word, like its sound.
Still struggling with this cyberworld of words.
whirlpool- inviting and warm, gather and join, foot in, foot out, too swirly, too steamy
lay my towel out and listen some more.
Friday, May 22, 2009
Villanelle
Come and see, you know the tune.
Turn the corner and you will hear
The Lily of the Valley now in bloom.
Unfurled leaves to receive soon,
Mercy rains and snow severe
Come and see, you know the tune.
The small white never will presume
Bent over honoring and in fear.
The Lily of the Valley now in bloom.
'Tis sweet to sing and delight in perfume,
The season scent may bring a tear
Come and see, you know the tune.
Not one, not two, stalks arrive triune,
Waiting long for flower to appear
Come and see, you know the tune.
The Lily of the Valley now in bloom.
A year long wait for these Lilies of the Valley I transplanted from my mother's backyard. Imagined this poem, but they did not bloom in my garden. Sister's and mother's full bloom on Mother's Day and my stalks barren. Hoped for and now some sadness. Found Honeysuckles a wild and have picked them for my hair.
Turn the corner and you will hear
The Lily of the Valley now in bloom.
Unfurled leaves to receive soon,
Mercy rains and snow severe
Come and see, you know the tune.
The small white never will presume
Bent over honoring and in fear.
The Lily of the Valley now in bloom.
'Tis sweet to sing and delight in perfume,
The season scent may bring a tear
Come and see, you know the tune.
Not one, not two, stalks arrive triune,
Waiting long for flower to appear
Come and see, you know the tune.
The Lily of the Valley now in bloom.
A year long wait for these Lilies of the Valley I transplanted from my mother's backyard. Imagined this poem, but they did not bloom in my garden. Sister's and mother's full bloom on Mother's Day and my stalks barren. Hoped for and now some sadness. Found Honeysuckles a wild and have picked them for my hair.
Monday, May 18, 2009
O.K. here goes. Trying out this whole blog world and putting a few words out there.
This week's High Calling Blogs- RAP
Desired
last week.
Sought out.
Bought new.
Now, I'm left
laid aside.
Looked for
to see through.
Put down
to see far.
Here, there,
by, on, near.
I focus
the small.
I magnify
the close.
Now, I'm left
laid aside
on a stack
of books.
This week's High Calling Blogs- RAP
Desired
last week.
Sought out.
Bought new.
Now, I'm left
laid aside.
Looked for
to see through.
Put down
to see far.
Here, there,
by, on, near.
I focus
the small.
I magnify
the close.
Now, I'm left
laid aside
on a stack
of books.
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