Inspiration, Living By Faith, Poetry, Thoughts On Thanksgiving, Uncategorized

Thoughts On Thanksgiving – Day 8

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A LESSON IN THANKSGIVING

 

Pilgrims reached the blessed shore,
But bitter winters were in store.
Death and anguish played their part.
Still, ’twas with a thankful heart
That they gathered to expound
Upon the God whose gifts abound.

We, who in their footsteps trod,
Though they lie beneath the sod,
Now do take the lesson learned
From their lives, and, in our turn,
We prepare to thank and praise;
To that same God our anthems raise.

And just as they faced troubled days,
Through hardships grievous made their ways,
So, now, such grievous times we face,
That ne’er before have taken place.
Yet from their lesson we take heart
And lift our songs with grateful hearts.

We will not bow to troubled thoughts,
Nor in the throes of fear be caught,
We have too rich a heritage.
So with forefathers we engage
To praise and sing and laugh and play
And celebrate Thanksgiving Day.



Thank you for sharing this Thanksgiving series of posts with me for the past 8 days. I hope all of you are having — or have had — a most blessed day of celebration. And for those in other nations, I hope your harvest celebrations — whatever name they go by — are blessed and happy.

 

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Humor, Poetry, Thoughts On Thanksgiving, Uncategorized, WP Daily Post Prompts

Thoughts on Thanksgiving – Day 7

I wrote this one a few years ago, but it’s just so darn cute that I can’t resist another go ’round for it. Besides that, it fits today’s ‘Daily Post Prompt: Mercy.

 

WHAT’S FOR DINNER?

I spot him there, behind the barn,
A full-plumed, regal bird.
He looks up, straight into my eyes.
I speak no single word.

It’s happened thus, in passing years —
At least for two or three:
Each mid-November I’ve set my mind;
He’s been there to greet me.

Now, lifting his head in challenge strong,
He gobbles loud and long.
I lower my gun and heave a sigh:
To kill him would be wrong!

So, wrestling with my double mind,
I trek home to my wife
To explain why, once again this year,
Ham will greet the carving knife.

 

TURKEY WITH SIGN - SAVE TURKEYS

 

 

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Inspiration, Photos, Poetry, Thoughts On Thanksgiving, Uncategorized

Thoughts on Thanksgiving – Day 5

BRENDA'S CHURCH W. CREDITS

HEALING HOLIDAY

Thanksgiving Day is just around the corner,
And I am set to have a lovely time.
First I’ll make a jaunt to church and, kneeling down,
I’ll thank the Lord for all His blessings kind.

And then I’ll journey farther to meet kith and kin.
We’ll hug and laugh and tell each other news.
Then next I’ll help dish up the yummy treats in store;
So many dishes, all from which to choose.

Then after eating more than I could ever need,
And going back again for one more pinch,
I’ll sit by fireplace warm and cuddle little ones,
And soon we’ll be asleep; it is a cinch.

Oh, my, how dear Thanksgiving is to all of us.
It gives us one whole day when we can part
From all that pulls and presses us and wounds us sore,
And give ourselves to healing, loving hearts.

 


photo copyright © Brenda Calvert

 

 

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Inspiration, Poetry, Thoughts On Thanksgiving, Uncategorized

Thoughts on Thanksgiving — Day 3

Decided to post my Acrostic Thanksgiving poem for day 3.

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THANKSGIVING

Thursdays come and go; in every month there’s four or five.
Hardly anyone’s attention they demand.
Ahhh, but there’s one month when Thursday is a special day.
November’s got the situation well in hand.
Kinsmen, young and old, along with neighbors, best of friends,
Stop their normal labor briefly and, instead,
Gather close, declare a feast, and celebrate all day
In churches, homes, and civic halls – wherever led.
Voices glad and warm with love fill up the heart and soul,
Inviting those attending to lay burdens down.
Neath autumn’s healthy harvest, tables beckon us – so come;
Giving thanks to God, now let us gather ’round.

 

 

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About Writing, Poetry, Uncategorized, Writing

New Poetry Site

SINGLE TQRS DAISYJust in case some of you really enjoy poetry, I’m inviting everyone to visit my new site here on WordPress. After losing my best friend recently, I have been dealing with a lot emotionally, and it has affected my creativity to some extent — only temporarily, I’m sure. But creating this new site — which is devoted almost exclusively to my poetry and to pictures (some by me and some by favorite photographers) has been a kind of therapy for me.

It is a site purposely focused on positive, light, refreshing works that will give a restful, happy experience to visitors. I’ve shut down a couple of the sites I posted from in the past to be able to focus more of my attention on the new website.

So if you’re interested, mosey over and visit me at this link: AHYOKA.

5-Minute-Friday October Challenge 2017, Humor, Inspiration, Poetry, Uncategorized

FWF – October Challenge 2017 – Day 13: Try

I haven’t been able to keep up with every day of this challenge, but I’m back in the groove at least for today. So here goes. Today’s prompt word is Try.”

 

MOUNTAIN CLIMBER 2

If there’s something that you want to do, try it.
Even if you think you can’t succeed, try it.
If a cause deserves a battle for it, try it.
Even if you know you’ll lose the battle, try it.
If you’d like to love another person, try it.
Even if they don’t deserve to be loved, try it.

For we never know our measure ’til we try.
Can’t uncover buried treasure ’til we try.
And we’re oft’ surprised with pleasure when we try.

So, for heaven’s sake, stop sitting there and wishing that you could.
Simply grab your gumption, man: give it a try!

 

 

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About Writing, Inspiration, Living By Faith, Poetry, Uncategorized

FMF October Challenge 2017 – Day 2

Today’s prompt is “tell.”

I’ve chosen to write poetry today. The following is a set of stanzas in cinquain form.

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Tell me,
Is there a balm
That heals a broken heart?
That comforts and restores a soul?
Tell me.

And please,
Is there a cure
For sickness and disease?
Is there a power strong enough
To heal?

Tell me,
Is there cleansing
From sin’s embedded stain —
A solvent that can purify
All men?

Tell me,
Is there someone
Who knows the truths of life —
Who can be trusted to lead us
Aright?

Oh, yes!
There is a balm —
A cure for soul and flesh —
A purifying solvent for
All sin

And yes,
There is a God
Who came to earth Himself
To pay the price for us and set
Us free.

He bought
Our liberty
With His own precious blood.
He is Himself the way, the truth,
The life.

His name:
Jesus, the Christ.
And everyone who calls
He will receive. Now that you know,
Go tell.

 


Even though this challenge is titled “five-minute free write,” I am not restricting myself to writing for just 5 minutes. I’m using this challenge to spur myself to write daily after being in a rather stagnate state due to a grievous loss in my life and its effect on my creativity. So as I discipline myself to write something based on the daily prompt, I am allowing myself to continue to write until I feel released each day.

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Humor, Poetry, Uncategorized, WP Daily Post Prompts, Writing

Witty Little Ditty – Daily Post Prompt

 

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I must compose a witty little ditty.
It’s for the daily posty prompty thingy.
The problem is the prompt’s so very ‘daily,’
But I will meet the challenge of it gaily.

Now, to choose a subject for my ditty.
I don’t want it to sound too flighty-flitty.
Perhaps I’ll write of love — so very pretty,
Or courage in the face of danger — gritty.

No, on the other hand, this little prompty
Is starting now to aggravate my tummy.
So maybe I’ll hold off and have a thinky,
Before I write this posty prompty thingy.


Daily Post Prompt: Witty

 

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Humor, Poetry, Uncategorized

Cinquain to a Wise (?) Owl

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Wise Owl,
I’m mystified
About why you’re thought wise.
Is it your hunting skills, or just
Big eyes?

It seems
That when it comes
To communication,
Vocabulary isn’t your
Strong point.

“Who, Who”?
I mean — Get real —
Those words show ignorance.
Yet men believe wisdom resides
In you?

Ah well,
Still mystified,
I will concede I like
To hear you “sing” while others sleep —
At night.


Also posted for Daily Post Prompt: Leaf.  Since my owl is sitting in a tree with leaves, I figure this little bit of cinquain fits the prompt.

 

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Inspiration, Poetry, Uncategorized

My Darkest Night

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My darkest night has come,
The sorrow is so deep.
My grieving heart’s entombed —
So empty it can’t weep.

The storm around me rages,
And uses up my strength.
While memories and images
Besiege my mind at length.

But through the savage gale,
A voice so sweet and clear,
Rings out and then prevails;
Bids me let Him draw near.

For in His lovely presence,
The howling winds of grief
Stand still. His very essence
Is all-consuming peace.

His light condemns the darkness
And forces its retreat.
The night to dawn must hearken,
And death to Life concede.

 

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Humor, Poetry, Uncategorized, WP Daily Post Prompts

Letter To Naughty Nita — Daily Post Prompt: Sympathy

 

Dear Nita,

PAPER AND PENCIL

I simply have no sympathy for you.
You’ve played loose and wild for many years.
Stolen hearts and broken homes amassed;
You’ve been the fear of many wives for years.

I simply have no sympathy for you.
In my opinion — and in those I hear —
You’ve fin’ly gotten justice rightly earned,
And you’re the one, at last, drowning in tears.


Daily Post Prompt: Sympathy

 

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In Memorium – Daily Post Prompt: Priceless

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Priceless:

The knitted heart
Of one who knows me best –
Both good and bad – yet loves me still.
True Friend.


 

Composed in memory of my dearest friend, who went from this life 10 days ago — much too soon and too quickly:  Kent Bartholomew Mann (1957-2017).

[Daily Post Prompt: Priceless]

 

 

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Paperback Books, Poetry, Uncategorized, Writing

So Excited About This Little Book

CAPTURED BY CINQUAIN AMAZON COVER - frontYes, it’s just a little book — only 68 pages — but it’s the first book I’ve ever done that’s totally devoted to cinquain. As most of you, my readers, know, I fell in love with this unique American poetic form a couple years ago, and since then I’ve written cinquain on almost every subject under the sun.

So if you enjoy poetry — and having fun with it — you’ll probably enjoy this book. It was just launched today on Amazon. You’ll find a very short sample on the Amazon site, and many of you have read most of the poems that are in it as I’ve created them and published them individually on this very blog. But so many were written a couple years ago, that I don’t think you’ll find it boring to revisit them —- that is if you enjoy that form of poetry to begin with.

Anyway, you can find the book HERE  in paperback for only $4.95. (I should probably tell you that some of the poems have accompanying pictures, and the Amazon sample shows those pictures in color. However, the actual book has black & white pics.)

 


 

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