When Creation Beckons
Tiergarten Berlin, Wiese mit Osterglocken. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)April is here! The first of the spring flowers are in full bloom. The Earth is once again bursting with the miracle of Life. Rebirth, renewal and rejuvenation resound everywhere.One of the events of this month that I look forward to most, is the Poem a Day Challenge sponsored by Robert Lee Brewer and Writer's Digest. This is the third year I have taken the challenge to write at least one poem a day.
I have to say, the first time I attempted this, I thought I would never be able to create a poem "on demand." However, to my surprise, I only had one or two days when the task seemed daunting. As I proceeded over the past three years, I have found that the minute I get the prompt, my mind immediately goes into creation mode!
The following are several of the poems I have written during past Poem-a-day challenges. I hope you enjoy them!
NEW LIFE
We
began
at the edge
of water and land
while the fire
of our love
burned hidden
in the shelter
of our hearts.
Long,
we
had traveled
down the dark canal
of pain and fear.
Until,
gray clouds
parted,
birthing
a new life,
baptized
in sunlight,
our two souls
became
one.
LMN 2009
Passion in detail #2 (Photo credit: Aedo Pultrone)Pilgrim fingers march
over contours of your face.
Lips, Landmark of Heart.
LMN 2009
BREAK THROUGH
Looking up from the reading,
Our eyes meet -
muted whispers fade to white noise -
colors swirl.
The beating of my heart
syncs with yours.
I blink, taking off my glasses,
so that you will no longer be visible -
too late - your look is etched
in my heart.
LMN 2010
DENIAL
No one wants to admit
that they left the cap off the toothpaste;
that the meatloaf was too dry;
that the kids used the toast for a hockey puck;
that the last time he was with us,
we all sensed that something terrible
was transpiring within the cells of his being.
No one wants to admit
that staring death in the face is personal.
LMN 2010
MORE PROMISES
They tell you that they can fix the problem,
that the heart broken and torn
can be repaired, however -
(Ah, yes, the great "However")-
Life, as you knew it, must change.
No more running along the beach.
No more climbing the tops of mountains.
No more lifting children to rest on your hip.
What they don't understand;
what they don't see with all
their medical magic,
is that they have only fixed
the heart's shell,
The spirit that lingers within
remains crushed.
LMN 2011
April dawn (Photo credit: Wikipedia)HOUR OF THE WOLF
Just before the Sacred Orb
climbs over the tips of Mountain,
Just before Silence rings
with a Cantata of gentle Breezes
and Avian Harmonies,
The Soul releases,
Walking through portals of Time
Into this World –
or the Next
Into Dreams –
and Back
LMN 2011
Namasté!
Namasté!
COPYRIGHT
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Comments
Poem on, Linda!
Blessings! Linda