Infinite Road

This poem is inspired from viewing one of the posts from Alex Markovich Art.  His Watercolor Sketch 43 stopped me in my writing tracks.  Check out his site for further watercolor sketches, Russian postcards, and much more.  There are plenty of incredible images.

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Walking this lonely road

Losing count of each step

Packing life’s hefty load

Careful not to misstep

 

Miles of infinite road

Where will it finally end?

Life scanned, like some bar code

What lies around the bend?

 

Few answers on this road

Walking day after day

Needing life to reload

Feeling like nature’s prey

 

Danger lurks on this road

Always staying alert

Life delayed in safe mode

Old, worn boots kicking dirt

 

Life resembles this road

Challenges come and go

Heavy, infinite load

Never walking too slow

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Haiku Series #75 (Nature)

Morning

In the dawn twilight

Windows open, nature wakes up—

Chorus of song birds

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Nature’s Calendar

Beautiful city

Welcoming flowering trees—

Spring’s barometer

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Waking Up

Geese flying overhead

Echoing in morning dawn—

Nature’s alarm clock

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Monday Memories: Nighttime Rain

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Lying wide awake during a lonely, rainy night

Hearing the moisture-rich drops taking flight

 

Trying to return to a dreamy sleep, without much pause

Failing because of music, those steady drops will cause

 

Remembering Eddie Rabbitt’s song of a beautiful sight

Declaring once again, he truly loves another rainy night

 

Imagining each rainy drop bouncing about

Wetting the ground with its showery clout

 

Rolling eyes over walls of a darkened room

Realizing morning light will arrive very soon

 

Recalling rainy mirages, memories hidden in the past

Hoping this precious rain shower will continue to last

 

Thinking of growing puddles, continuing to flow about

Watching rapid flash flooding, with creeks spilling out

 

Driving down a wet, shiny road with lights burning bright

Blinding radiance bounces back to impair one’s eyesight

 

Wondering where seldom-used umbrella went

Requiring it now, despite being twisted and bent

 

Smelling the soft fragrance of a summer rain

Realizing its sweet fullness will slowly wane

 

Allowing the steady patter of rain to sing

Falling asleep before the new day brings

 

Dreaming of future adventures in a drizzle so wet

Knowing it will offer more than anything seen yet

 

Here is a link to the unforgettable Eddie Rabbit singing “I Love a Rainy Night.”

Speaking to Thee

This short poem is inspired from two different hymns:  “Lord, Speak to Me, That I May Speak” and “I Love to Tell the Story.”

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Telling His true story

Jesus, His glory reigns

Unseen, heaven above

Breaking sinful chains

 

Hungering and thirsting

Weary, endless despair

Message of Salvation

Answering these prayers

 

Firm rock, speaking to thee

Living echoes of hope

Children, lost and alone

Faith walking life’s tightrope

 

Hidden depths, troubled sea

Precious wisdom fills thee

Hearing His glowing words

Loving hand calms the sea

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One of my favorite hymns is “Earth and All Stars” which we sang many times at my former church in Montana.  Here is a link for the hymn:

Do you have a favorite hymn (an old favorite or a more current one)?  Let’s have a discussion in the comments.  

Haiku Series #74 (With God)

Answers

Facing life’s harshness

Putting our Lord always first—

Asking for His help

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Top Priority

Our Lord’s commandments

Foundation of true wisdom—

Put God in first place

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Listen

Hearing our Savior

Good Shepherd’s reassuring voice—

Following Jesus

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Father’s Identity

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Beautiful melodies

Cellos and violins

Stirring memories

New lives, set to begin

 

Father with daughters

Growing up with each one

Precious treasures to bless

Through Father, Holy Son

 

Music playing, forevermore

Images of each step

Laughter filling their rooms

Love knocks at our doorstep

 

Afternoon tea parties

Playing games, singing songs

Favorite storybooks

Life perfect, never wrong

 

Seeing their eager eyes

Savoring school’s first day

Playing in autumn’s leaves

Days never seem too gray

 

Watching each girl mature

Life’s incredible ride

Graduation moments

Wedding days at their side

 

Playing in the background

Peaceful serenity

Past, special moments

Father’s identity

My life has been blessed with a splendid and loving trio of daughters who have made fatherhood a true blessing.  I was listening to a rendition of Johann Pachelbel’s “Canon in D Major” as I wrote this poem.  I especially enjoy strings or piano (all three of my daughters are accomplished piano players).  Here is a sample of the music.  Enjoy!

 

Walking with Us

This poem is inspired from a post from Jan Beek, based upon a recent Sunday message from her church.  The message enlightened me with some wonderful applications to “The Walk to Emmaus.”  Visit her post for this wonderful message, complemented with some great hymns.

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Empty, very little hope

Weary, walking this grim road

Lonely, life hides in darkness

Misery, each step feels slowed

 

Believing, He would be king

Remembering, life seemed alive

Listening, His words brought hope

Blessing, barren lives would thrive

 

Ignored, a bloody Cross stands

Vanquished, His tomb sitting hushed

Restored, hope rises again

Conquered, sin and death now crushed

 

Raised, Savior walking with us

Transformed, our hope now restored

Energized, with daily steps

Saved, by our Lord’s new accord

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From Luke 24:13-16:  “Now on that same day two of them were going to a village called Emmaus, about seven miles from Jerusalem, and talking with each other about all these things that had happened.  While they were talking and discussing, Jesus himself came near and went with them, but their eyes were kept from recognizing Him.”

Haiku Series #73 (Humor)

Silver Spoon

College admissions

“Your grades are lousy my boy”—

Rich father . . . you’re in!

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Safe Bet

Typewriter works

May be quite old-fashioned, but—

It’s never been hacked!

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No Fun

Sorry Reginald

Social studies doesn’t mean—

Facebook or Twitter

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Monday Memories: Perseverance

This poem was written when one of my granddaughters was 11 years old.  She had recently moved up to Level 7, and she was facing challenges with her uneven bars routine.  At this meet, she finally completed her “giant” for the first time in competition.

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Perseverance is her nickname

Tenacity ignites her flame

 

A young gymnast spends hours sharpening her skills

Improving a challenging routine stirs up a giant thrill

 

Her practices have been going well thus far

Showing tireless energy to conquer the bars

 

Recent meets have brought a challenge her way

Missing the giant on the uneven bars both days

 

This Level 7 gymnast travels to her next meet

Hoping the Warrior Challenge will bring a feat

 

She will compete today in three events plus the bars

Believing in her athletic destiny as she arrives by car

 

The judges will be looking for routines to score the best

Expecting to assess poise and skills that pass the test

 

This determined gymnast competes with renewed poise

Warming up, she seems oblivious to the crowd’s noise

 

Her bars warm-up finishes exceedingly well

Feeling her inner confidence grow and swell

 

It’s her turn to show the best she can be

Nailing the giant at last for judges to see

 

Perseverance is her nickname

Tenacity ignites her flame

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Always Our Friend

This poem is inspired by a favorite hymn of many, “What a Friend We Have in Jesus.”

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Living weak in character

Laying at the Cross, past torts

Jesus, always our friend

Hearing our troubling reports

 

Stepping humbly to our Lord

Dumping these tribulations

Jesus, always through His love

Building our life’s foundation

 

Facing polarizing darkness

Bearing pain, feeling alone

Jesus waits, always trusting

Welcoming us to His own

 

Taking us, lifting us up

Rescuing us from sin’s shame

Jesus, always rebuilds faith

Saving through His Father’s name

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From 1 Peter 1:21:  “Through Him you have come to trust in God, who raised Him from the dead and gave Him glory, so that your faith and hope are set on God.”