Tag: Poems
Groundhog Day
The rodent pops from the hole
not a weasel, not a mole
like a turtle from its shell,
we gather round waiting for a tell.
Winter, winter, go away…
Too bad, his shadow’s here to stay.
Somebody better get a gun–
that groundhog better run!
Yule (an Acrostic Poem)
You’re
Unforgettable.
Love,
Emmanuel
Emmanuel (an Acrostic Poem)
Every one in the world
May have a gift this Christmas
Most will doubt the validity
And offer up resistance, but
No one is excluded from
Unconditional acceptance
Even when they don’t accept themselves.
Love, hope, and peace in Jesus.
The Boy (a Petrarchan Sonnet)
***This is a sonnet in the form of ABBA ABBA CDECDE***
When King Herod called the money changer
To count all the people across the land
From Galilee Sea to Bethlehem sand
Baby boys were born in extreme danger.
Wisemen came from distant countries stranger
While sleeping lowly shepherds took a stand
When an angel came and held up his hand
To share the news of hope born in a manger.
Followed across the fields a glowing star
to a stable with animals so stark
the humble bundle lay awake that night
as shepherds and wisemen traveled so far.
To this world of despair and broken dark,
He’s brought peace, hope, and joy, ’cause He is light.
A Misty Eve
The horse nickered.
The knight clutched the reins tighter as he waited.
She glanced down from the turret window and wondered, “will he come for me?”
Thunder clapped.
The horse jerked, fearful of the coming storm as he waited.
“Should I run to him? Shall I pack my bags and ride away with him?”
Mist rolled in.
The horse danced and nickered again as he waited.
“I had better decide what to do, before he disappears into the night.”
The horse neighed.
The sound of the horses hooves grew quieter in the mist as he waited.
She threw her belongings into a bag and ran down the steps out the front door.
Gravel crunched.
The horse calmed and sighed heavily as he waited.
“Where is he? Oh, where did he go?” She screamed at the mist, watching it clear.
Lightning flashed.
The horse vanished, though the knight held tight as he waited.
She cried out. The mist had stolen him away from her. Again.
Wealth (an Acrostic Poem)
Weaving
Energy
Around
Loved
Things
Heartily, hardily, and holding holy closely.
Picture by Pixabay cc0.
LOSS (an Acrostic Poem)
Lamenting
Over
Shifted
Spirit
Photo from Pixabay cc0, edited by Dawn Paul
Liberation (an Acrostic Poem)
Liberation retreating
In hearts of misunderstanding
Battling walls and shackles
Ever changing in society.
Riots and discord
Attack free thinking,
Testing and prodding,
Instilling discontent and
Ongoing frustration that prevents
New thinking and freedom.
Grateful Moments 21
Summertime ice tea
No calorie refreshment
Until I add juice.
Photo cc0 by Pixabay.
