Last

PAD Day 23’s prompt was “Last…”.

The Last to Know

She never heard the whispers whirling around her
In smug puffs of jealousy
She didn’t see the averted eyes of the savvy

Walking in confidence and innocence, she
Did not notice the growing gap
Did not feel the frostiness creep in

She was the last to know

 

 

I found my poem from PAD Day 23, 2013. You can read it below.

 

Music of the World

The music of the woods
Is not just a bird song
It’s the beat of the brook
The harmony of wind and leaf
A twig, a scamper, layers

The music of the ocean
Is not just the cry of the gulls
It’s the crash of the waves
The melody of wind and water
A splash, a scrape, laughter

The music of the snow
It’s not just the hoot of the owl
It’s the patter of flakes
The rhythm of wind and white
A crunch, cold, whispers

The music of the world
Is not just a song, a cry, a hoot
It’s beating, crashing, pattering
It’s melody, harmony, and rhythm
Love, peace, it’s God’s creation

Guilty

 

Today’s PAD Challenge was to write a poem around the theme “guilty”. This is what came to mind…

 

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Some guilt reaps visible consequences
Time-outs, losses, jail
Some guilt suffers unseen in hearts and minds
Tears fall in darkest nights
Sobs are silenced in pillows
Some guilt is justified
By wrongs that need righting
Some guilt is self-inflicted
False, unwarranted, and hidden
How do you shed the guilt
That should not be there in the first place?

God’s Love

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Railroad Park – Bham

 

Today’s PAD prompt is ______ love. So simple. And yet…

 

God’s Love

My love

is not like God’s love

mine is on a sliding scale

of emotions

I think I’m constant

but I waver

like a playground seesaw

I am glad

God’s love

is not like my love

His love

is immutable

 

I also stumbled on a  PAD Day 3 post from 2013. 

midday

Wait for the Midday

Early morning sun

flickers through the trees

like an irregular heartbeat

light and shadows start the day

in my eyes and in my soul

makes me squint

makes me wonder

do I stay or do I go?

wait, my soul

wait for the midday

wait for the warmth

illumination will come

just wait

to see, to know

wait for the midday

 

 

Not Today

Today marks the second day of PAD – Poem a Day – for this year. This is a yearly challenge by Robert Brewer of Writer’s Digest. You can read more about it HERE  I think this makes my 7th year of participation. I will be posting some of my poems here throughout the month.

 

Today’s prompt was “not today”.  Here is my attempt:

not today

 

Once

 

Once a slamming door rattled the picture on the wall in the living room

I bellowed “settle down”

which you did for two minutes

 

Laughter and foot patters echoed through the upstairs

I smiled to myself in contentment

knowing you were up to something

 

We would roll down the windows and sing off key

the wind tangling our curls

carrying our voices into the treetops

but today I sing alone, softly

 

You and James played in the rain

floating boats in the gutter

then stripped off your clothes in the garage

 

You always called dibs on the shower

on the way home from the beach

anxious to rid yourself of the sand in your suit

 

Last week I found that picture we took

on the way to Georgia

with Smokey the Bear

you in your black knee highs

me when my hair was long

and I smiled

 

But not today

 

 

You can read PAD Day One HERE.

 

deer

“Every time you feel in God’s creatures something pleasing and attractive, do not let your attention be arrested by them alone, but, passing them by, transfer your thought to God and say: ‘O my God, if thy creations are so full of beauty, delight and joy, how infinitely more full of beauty, delight and joy art Thou Thyself, Creator of all!” – Nicodemus of the Holy Mountain

I came across this quote in Ann Voskamp’s book, One Thousand Gifts: A Dare to Live Fully Right Where You Are.

There isn’t much I can add to this. I love going out with my camera and trying to capture “something pleasing and attractive”. I am grateful to God for allowing me this simple pleasure.