Monday, March 18, 2024

Morning Worship

 Hymns

 

My church sings hymns occasionally,

but mostly we sing praise choruses  

which I love, but I miss the hymns

that clearly explain gospel truths.

 

So I sit here in my comfy chair

with the sun shining in the window

and grab my old church hymnal

and have a solo worship service.

 

O The Deep, Deep Love of Jesus,

Love Lifted Me, Holy, Holy, Holy

Victory in Jesus, Face to Face

O, How I love Jesus!, He Lives!

 

I feel the Holy Spirit cover me

like a soft and cozy comforter,

bringing in peace, joy, and drive

to face today’s long to-do list.

Sunday, March 17, 2024

The Future of Blank, Poetic Bloomings A Dizain

 The Future of My Travels

 

The future of my travels, I can plan,

But must rely on God to see me through.

Because I can only do what I can.

The rest is for the Lord to kindly do.

I always like to go to somewhere new.

So I plan, but say, “If it’s the Lord’s will.”

I buy the tickets and reserve until

The dates of my trips finally arrive.

Of traveling, I may not get my fill.

So this is how this traveler will thrive.

Saturday, March 16, 2024

Prayer

 

May the Lord Intervene

 

In places of persecution,

Christian women and girls

 are often extremely vulnerable.

Lord, be their defender.

 

Widows or women whose husbands

are in prison have minimal support

for themselves and their children.

Lord, be their provider.

 

May they grow in their relationship with You

and reach out in love to those around them.

Lord, be their protector, strength and friend.

 

In Jesus’ precious name, I pray. Amen!

 

Based on prayer on Barnabas Aid Pamphlet

Friday, March 15, 2024

Poem a day

 Seven Coats

 

My purple, lined, hoodie

Very comfy cozy

I wear to the mail box

To take the chill off

 

My black winter wool one

My daughter passed to me

Nice enough to wear to church

When winter visits once again

 

My brown leather coat

Makes me feel so chic

With its brown faux fur collar

Perfect for forties and fifties

 

My new wine ski jacket

Water proof, fur-lined

Good for any weather

Though the pockets are too shallow

 

My navy rain coat with zippers and snaps

Don’t let the term “rain coat” fool you

I wore it in France and got soaked to the bone

But it’s nice to stop the breezes on a spring day

 

My pink coat, my best all-weather one

But getting old and worn

I complained the whole time in rainy France

That I hadn’t brought it along and got sick

 

My blue jacket made of hoodie fabric

But no hood, just a zipper down the front

Just right for inside when the mornings are chilly

My sister gave it to me which makes it special

 

Seven coats lined up on the back of my couch

In this crazy spring weather, it’s hard to choose

Which one I need when I venture out of the house

A few more months and most will return to the closet

Thursday, March 14, 2024

No Muse

 Poem a Day Anyway

 

Why does my brain go on strike

And my body just wants to sit?

I have this long list.

I don’t want to do any of it.

 

Not even write a poem,

Even though I have time at home.

But here it is anyway.

My useless poem for the day.

Wednesday, March 13, 2024

haiku

 

 

Trip planning crazies

Back and forth with the phone calls

Fun in getting there?

Tuesday, March 12, 2024

city Poetic Asides

 The City

 

Noise

Busy

Getting lost

So much to do

Cars rush through red lights

Always people, few friends

The homeless selling flowers

Smells of exhaust, garbage, food carts

The hassled and hurried honking horns

Sirens wailing, warning, “Get off the road!”