The fields are ripe for harvest.
Let’s be about our task
To spread the Lord’s great mercy
And love for all who’ll ask.
Let’s tell the world of Jesus
And how He took our sin.
How God’s granted forgiveness
To all because of Him.
Let’s concentrate on loving
The broken and the lost
And demonstrate with actions
God’s love at any cost.
Let’s pray the Lord of harvest
Touch hearts and draw them home.
The fields are ripe for harvest.
Even, so, Lord Jesus, come.
AUTUMN PERFUME
Bonfire:
Smoke drifting by,
Fragrant with scent of leaves
Still crisp and sweet from frost’s kiss.
It’s fall.
AUTUMN SONG
Crunch, crunch.
I love the sound.
My fav’rite time of year.
My walks are filled with song as leaves
Crunch, crunch.
Well, here we are at day 7 of this series already. This poem will finish up our little coffee adventure. Hope you’ve enjoyed it as much as I have. And today I’ve chosen to use Cinquain — one of my favorite poetic forms — to render my coffee thoughts.
DELIGHTFUL DRINK
Coffee:
Delightful drink.
Beverage of choice world-wide.
Stimulates yet comforts body
And soul.
CHOCOLATE’S BEST FRIEND
I have a stash of chocolate standing by.
I like to keep some extra when I can.
For when I’m feeling jittery or blue,
Chocolate is the most effective plan.
But chocolate works much better with a friend.
A cup of coffee sets it off just right.
Choc’late and coffee are a perfect blend,
Indulging both at once — a great delight!
So now I’m off to put the coffee on
And get out one of my favorite mugs.
Once it’s brewed I’ll curl up with my treats.
Coffee and choc’late are like a comfort hug.
THE HEALTHY BEVERAGE
Coffee’s good for many things, according to reports:
It stops a headache fast as any meds.
Science tells us that it can protect from heart disease
And certain kinds of cancer hold in check.
Neurologists have proven coffee quickens brain response
And stress and tension it can help release.
It’s nice to know my favorite bev’rage is so good for me.
I wonder how it works for soaking feet.
HOW TO SPELL COFFEE
C is for the comfort
That comes from every cup.
O for turn the switch ‘ON’ — leave it there.
The first F is for fragrance;
The aroma is unique.
The second F for friends with whom I share.
The first E is for eating
Something yummy with each cup.
The last E for erase: Gone are my cares!
BY THE POT
Drinking coffee by the cup is fine
If my day is going well,
And works getting done on time.
But lately I’ve been having quite a lot
Of days when I need coffee by the pot.
A cup or two a day is pretty norm.
And that satisfies my soul
With its fragrance rich and warm.
But days this year — normal they are not!
So now I’m drinking coffee by the pot.
How about a week of coffee poems? Are you up for that, Readers??? Well, I need to lighten my mood this week, and coffee does that for me. So get ready for 7 days of “Coffee Is A Poem.”
HAPPY PLACE
The mornings now are frosty;
A nip is in the air.
My favorite month — October —
Is golden everywhere.
And even though I’m bothered
By some aggravating cares,
I have a fine elixir —
Ah, it’s fragrance fills the air:
I’m brewing up some coffee,
And I’ve made enough to share.
I’m yearning for my ‘Happy Place.’
Come, Coffee — take me there.
Persistent breeze,
Pressing on trees,
Playing with branches,
Tickling leaves.
Not a wind:
Not hard or mean,
Nothing threatening.
Quite crisp and clean.
Lying at pause,
Like a pup at rest,
Or a dormant wave
Before driven to crest,
This playful breeze
Turns off and on —
Dances with branches
And then is gone.
But soon returns;
At the trees takes aim,
And tosses and tussles
In its innocent game.
I posted this painting a couple weeks ago, but later I discovered that my muse just insisted on creating a little poem to go along with it. So here’s the poem and, of course, it’s only right that I show you the picture again, since it was the inspiration.
LEMONADE STAND
When life gives you lemons, make lemonade.
Then set up a stand near the road, in the shade.
Offer to passersby at a fair price
For lemon juice, water, sugar and ice.
Most likely, no one will stop and consume.
And some may imply you take up too much room.
But in the end, if no money you’ve made,
Just kick back and chug all that sweet lemonade.
Well, my three-week hiatus from writing for any websites — and focusing on my art instead — has done me some good. I’ll try to get back in the saddle now and focus on some things that have to be written out in words. But even if I’m back in the saddle, I think I’ll move forward at a trot, rather than racing speed. I’ll work my way back to writing publicly in as relaxed a manner as possible — beginning with this light-hearted poem:
Writing
Can be a joy,
Except when it’s a drag.
Words must be disciplined,
And that’s the gag.
Therefore,
I took a break
From writing anything.
And gave myself to art,
And had a fling.
So now,
I’m in the mood
To write a thing or two.
Thoughts that have been backlogged
Are now in queue.
I have a little coffee poem for you today.
Enjoy:
LIFE’S NECESSITIES
Of life’s necessities I’ve made a list.
Coffee’s there, and at the top it sits.
Some think I would give chocolate highest place;
To their surprise that’s simply not the case.
For chocolate, though my fav’rite candy treat,
Which quite enthusiastically I greet,
Still has a drawback, for when I indulge,
It has the power to add another bulge.
Plus it makes me thirsty after all,
So then for something wet I have to call.
That’s why I put it second on my list.
And coffee gets first place, I must insist.
Besides that, coffee always smells so great,
And when it’s brewing, I can hardly wait
For that first sip — so warm and rich and pure.
For agitated life, it’s nature’s cure.
photo: courtesy of Methawee Krasaeden @ pixabay.com
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The truth of Jesus Christ’s complete redemption can be told in any form. In this post I’ve set God’s truth into Cinquain — one of my favorite poetic forms.
Virus:
To lots of folks
It is a scary word.
But there’s a name that can kill it:
Jesus!
Disease
By any name.
Must bow to Jesus’ name.
His sacrifice redeemed us from
Disease.
Have faith.
Get in His Word:
He says it’s medicine
For every ailment we can face.
Trust Him.
(Scripture References: Acts 3:16, Philippians 2:9-10, Galatians 3:13-14, Proverbs 4:20-22, and Psalm 107:17-20)
The Happy Wordcrafter 