PAST

Past
Haunts me more
Than it ever did before
For it has a longer history to pour

Haunted
I stick to myself
Holding tight I wonder
More about the consequences
That could have been well mended

Entangled

Entangled strands of hair
Brush through them roughly
And many lay stranded,
Lifeless..
As if all set to bid goodbye,
Falling off with every stroke,
At times moving out in a bunch,
Separating
And may be annoyed..

Lincoln Tranquil

I’m at Lawress Hall in Lincolnshire
the county of the green
Midst the pride of England’s glory
quite the best that’s to be seen

Stillness

What is it in the morning calls for stillness?
The tall trees stand composed and at attention.

My peaceful seat

I’ve a seat in my garden
where I can sit in the sun
as it sets in the West
when the daytime is done
It’s just the birdsong and me
and the soft evening light
An admirable setting
to sit here and write

Unexpected Appointments Divine

People are searching for peace and fulfillment.  In my opinion, there is only one place from which peace comes and that is from reading the Word at the Father’s feet.  “In the presence of Jehovah, God Almighty, Prince of Peace.  Troubles vanish, hearts are mended, in the presence of the King.” This line is from a song sung by Damaris

Floating

The taut freedom of my swimming costume
The choppy ocean swell
I share the water with fishes and rays

The World of the Day!

I wondered what the world meant..
Was it the love that people spread?
Or is it the hatred which actually stands?

It’s love, they said,
Which linked all in this den.
But there stood hungry men,
Who craved for the blood of these men!

The Nottingham & Beeston

In Nottingham the waters
of the canal are quite tranquil
with new building now reflected
in the waters quiet and still
Iron rings along the towpath
remain in situ there
Yet no more to fasten barges
with slow horses unaware

A Bed-ly Thought

The air is calm,
As I can’t feel it on my palm..
The lights are dim,
So, I start to hymn..

I close my eyes-
My wings of butterflies,
A sheet covers me,
So I rest my knee..

God is…

 

   

When the storm clouds are all around me, and there seems no place to hide

My soul cries out to Jehovah God and I reach deep down inside.

For it is deep inside my soul I find provision everlasting

Knowing Jehovah Jireh is always ready to provide.

Art for my sake

Brush in hand
I decide on the first stroke
Relieved to have got this far
Having chosen what to paint

Melodious Rhyme

(Please enhance the poem by listening to the music while reading.)

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Words Spun through willowy Time

Echoing,

Enchanting

In Harmonious Rhyme

2017 – Every Moment

rockets, they go as bullets

into empty stars

rockets, they swoop as eagles

losing wings of breath

Sometimes I can fly

Sometimes I can fly
High above like a bird I soar
and look down to the sea
and the rolling waves
and the white horses galloping there
And I sing

Heaven’s Hush – #DailyHaikuChallenge

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Stars softly Dreaming

Beauty so Gently Gleaming

Heaven’s Hush Streaming

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Piece by Piece ~ Christmas Poetry Challenge

I can’t wait to be back home
where the cold mingles with the dawn
and water drips delicately down the pane
catching the chilled air that still smiles
with the sunshine –
it has no aching bones.

Hues

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Shifting Hues Like Shadow Play
Across the Luminous Breaking Day,
Echoes of a Glimmering Time

Silence Stirring on the Wing

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Silence Stirring on the wing

As Midnight Tenderly Entrances and Sings;

Whispers of enigmatic lore,

Time II

Somedays have legs, they run away
I blink and it’s the end of day
I’ve done my best through frack and fray
But still I wish for more

Transition

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Sparkle of dim Light

Transition into Silence

Deep Memory Waits

Pause

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Pause from your Rushing

Hear Nature softly Hushing

As the Seasons Dance

A Thousand Sparks

We were telling stories
before hitting the hay,
vaporous fingerlings
reaching out from
exhausted coals
to yawning mouths
and fist-rubbed eyes.
You wandered in
out of the night.

Subdued: Haiku

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Vivid Morning Sighs

Subdued Sensations Breathing

Soothing Peace Surrounds

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The long mile – tanka

I walk the long mile
the sea sings her songs to me
and I am at peace
In this place my heart and soul
with the ocean are as one

Gunnersbury

Under Gunnersbury bridge
the Thames is on the turn
And as the sun shines on the water
there to wander I adjourn

Be Not Afraid

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Though the jagged edge of

Fear and Doubt

Fill the Heart with Trepidation,

Though the wrenching Memory of

Past pains

The small hours – haiku

Candle’s flame burns bright
melting away the small hours
Silence befriends me