Cinquain: Just Do It

QUIL PEN AND INK -- LunarSeaArt -- PX

Written in response to a couple friends of mine who have said for almost a year that they’ve thought about trying to write cinquain, but they won’t even make a start. They find it fascinating, but seem to be afraid of it. They have this false idea that because they need to count syllables, they will have trouble. If they’d just try, they’d be surprised and delighted with the results — and hooked on it– like I am.  🙂

Dear friend,
Tell me again
Why you don’t try cinquain.
You think it’s difficult to write?
It’s not.

You say
You are afraid
That you can’t get it right.
Syllable count seems difficult.
It’s not.

Just try,
And you will find
That it’s much easier
Than you have even dared to think.
DO IT!


photo courtesy of LunarSeaArt @ pixabay.com
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Daily Grind Coffee Quotes – Day 2

 

COFFE & MOUNTAINS - with reflectionIs it dark and dreary and hard to see where you’re going?
A good cup of coffee can help light the way.

 

 


Photo courtesy of Stocksnap @ pixabay.com

 

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Would You Like A Word of Comfort and Hope Everyday?

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This world is full of hurt, hardship, and hopelessness. But the Lord has hope, comfort, healing, and blessing to offer us. If you’d like to visit a place that offers a timely, but short and easy-to-read word that focuses you on that hope and blessing, visit Pure Glory’s site here on WordPress. You won’t be sorry. Your day will be better. Once a day — every day without fail — the ministers at ‘Pure Glory’ (based in Alaska, USA) share a light in the midst of the darkness and a word of truth that can lift your heart into a place of joy.

 

 

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Now My Heart Must Sing

I’ve been going through some troubling situations lately and found myself feeling pretty low as a result. But in a time of prayer this morning, the Lord graciously reminded me of a poem He had given me almost two years ago. That poem was the record of another time in my life – many, many years ago – when things seemed very hard and very dark. But at that time, through means of a dream, the Lord showed me that I had nothing to worry about, and that He had worked everything out for me. So this morning, after being reminded of that poem, I sat down and read it again. It encouraged and cheered me so much that I decided perhaps I should share it on here again in case a few of my readers could use that same kind of encouragement today.

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NOW MY HEART MUST SING

 

I woke to face another day,
No glad expectancy,
For heavy disappointments were all
Weighing down on me.

The day before had been so filled
With unsupportive words,
With problems piled four levels high
and everywhere closed doors.

The friends I’d counted on were not:
They came and went like rain:
All so enwrapped in their own lives
They couldn’t feel my pain.

It was just like so many days,
All running wearily,
So sad, with disappointments too,
All weighing down on me.

And though I knew I would survive,
That didn’t soothe my heart,
For sorrow deep and troubles too
Brought a longing to depart.

But then to Jesus I did run;
I saw it in a dream:
I stood below a gentle hill,
All carpeted in green.

When I looked up and saw Him there,
He stood beneath a tree,
And waited, smiling patiently;
He’d been expecting me.

I ran but didn’t feel the strain;
He grabbed me in His arms;
He wrapped them hard around me; held me
Strongly, safe and warm.

I’d never felt so light and free;
Engulfed with joy and rest;
No problem lingered to be weighed;
All I could feel was blessed.

And all the disappointments, though
So heavy they had been,
Took flight, and sadness too was gone,
Ev’ry conflict, ev’ry pain.

All threats and fears and torments sore,
All guilt, defeat, and shame –
In love so glowing and so strong,
All were dissolved away.

Then suddenly I saw a truth –
It caught me by surprise –
That Jesus’ joy exceeded mine;
I saw it in His eyes.

I’d known He would accept me, that
He’d made a place for me,
But never had I even guessed
How happy He would be.

He was so thrilled to have me there;
He laughed so loud and strong,
That all things not of joy and life
Just vanished in joy’s song.

And when I woke to this new day,
His laughter still did ring;
His arms still held me close and warm,
And now my heart must sing!

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Happy Birthday!

Today is my birthday, and I want to take this opportunity to say I hope all of you, my dear readers, have as happy a day as I will be having.

ME LAUGHING BIG - ED color # 2.I believe our words have power,
so I would also like to decree that this day, February 1, 2014,
is the first day of the most magnificent year of my life!

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Genuine Blogger Award Addition

I am adding one more blog to my list of Genuine Blogger Awards.  I realize that makes 8 instead of 7, but I don’t think that should matter.  This blog was on my original list before I typed the article, and somehow I left it out when I was getting everything typed in.  (There’s a lot of going back and forth to get all the names and links copied and pasted into the right slots. Sometimes things get left out.)

So I want to pass on the award to the “Pure Glory” site as well.  This site offers some of the best encouragement anywhere on the Internet, and it does so in a very few words on a daily basis.  It is easy and quick to read, but imparts truths that can roll around in your spirit and lift you up for days.

Pure Glory:  http://pureglory.net/