Writer’s Magic

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Galaxy of words

Waiting to be tapped

Crafting from stardust

Pleasantly gift-wrapped

 

Visionary words

Stirring with brilliance

Enchanting journey

Story’s resilience

 

Wizardry of words

Taking center stage

Spellbinding verses

Poetry’s new age

 

Writer’s gifted words

Singing with passion

Finding fresh magic

Vocal compassion

 

Endless cache of words

Weaving life’s heartbeat

Drafting each new page

Adventure’s front seat

  

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Encouraging Times (Haiku Series #174)

Daily Workout

Lighten up life’s load

With joy-filled exercises—

One laugh at a time

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Harmony’s Navigation

No ship divided

Can survive life’s story seas—

Seek calmer waters

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Journey’s Maturity

Learning from mistakes

Life’s positive stepping-stones—

Adventures in growth

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Monday’s Memories: A Mother’s Light

[From January, 2020]  This poem is written to honor one of my daughters in Montana.  She celebrates a birthday this week with her husband and three children.  May God continue to fill her home with His blessings.  

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A mother’s heart fills the world with light

Born on a winter day, her life takes flight

 

Her loving and caring mother nurtures each day

Providing a Godly witness, with richness to say

 

God fills this young girl’s life with amazing gifts

Watching her exciting life mature, never adrift

 

God prepares a woman to be an attentive mother

Gathering life’s essentials, she is like none other

 

Christ walks at her side, creating genuine smiles

Feeling His presence, her life goes the extra mile

 

A young man catches her discerning eye with love

Unifying this couple, under blue skies from above

 

Their lives moving forward, with a balanced pace

Witnessing marriage and family, God as its base

 

This mother through it all, feels God waiting nearby

Striding ahead, her Lord’s Word glorifying the “why”

 

With each generation, a mother shares her light

Inspiring her children, to grow under God’s sight

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From Isaiah 60:1:  “Arise, shine; for Your light has come, and the glory of the Lord has risen upon you.”

Life’s Journey (Elfchen Series #96)

Divine Solution

Life’s

Puzzle pieces

Scattered and missing

Grace recovers through love

Forgiveness

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Divine Opportunity

Life’s

Lasting treasures

Waiting in Eternity

Heart focused on God

Transformation

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Divine Nutrition

Life’s

Empty void

Spirit reaches within

Nourishing Bread of Life

Empowerment

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This series of poems (written in the German-inspired style of Elfchen or Elevenie) shares a total of eleven words in each poem, with a sequence by line of one, two, three, four, and one words.

Melody Beattie Quotes

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When it’s too difficult to keep swimming, float.

It’s so easy to look around and notice what’s wrong.  It takes practice to see what’s right.

Melody Beattie (born 1948) is an American author.  From her own life experiences, she has written several self-help books.

Rod McKuen Quotes

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The journey back is always longer than the forward run. I’m not the first or the last who had a thirst to leave the past.

American Rod McKuen (1933-2015) was a distinguished poet, songwriter, and actor.  During the late 1960s, his poetry was some of the most sought after.  

Knowing God

From Ephesians 2:8:  “For by grace you have been saved through faith, and this is not your own doing; it is the gift of God.”

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During childhood years

Hearing about God

Stories filling ears

Joining with His squad

 

Years moving along

Learning about God

Life fills with His song

Accepting His rod

 

Adulthood arrives

Discovering God

His message now thrives

Walking on fresh sod

 

Maturity comes

Truly knowing God

Steady, beating drum

Crashing sin’s facade

 

Divine hands rebuild

Spirit calling out

Righteousness refilled

Taking Heaven’s route

 

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From Philippians 3:15-16:  “Let those of us then who are mature be of the same mind; and if you think differently about anything, this too God will reveal to you.  Only let us hold fast to what we have attained.”

Searching for Father

From Amos 5:4:  “For thus says the Lord to the house of Israel:  Seek Me and live.”

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Searching for Father

Walking stark valleys

Running through darkness

Checking back alleys

 

Seeking divine Lord

Wandering each day

Sinking, lost again

Retreating to pray

 

Finding Calvary

Kneeling at sin’s cross

Seeing scarlet stains

Witnessing God’s loss

 

Feeling Christ’s Spirit

Scanning empty tomb

Understanding now

Reaching Father’s room

 

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From Amos 5:14:  “Seek good and not evil, that you may live; and so the Lord, the God of hosts, will be with you, just as you have said.”

Summer of Dreams

From 1968, this little league team would be searching its field of dreams.

Little League baseball fills many youngsters’ late spring and early summer with dreams.  For their love of the game comes to life with another season.

America’s pastime sparkles in the Magic City each summer.  One of their own, Dave McNally, pitches for the Baltimore Orioles in the big leagues, and he has earned a World Series ring.

Boys throughout the city dream of filling those shoes of their local baseball hero.  Alas, one team seems left outside the baselines, experiencing very little success.

They are called “Baseball’s Misfits” in the Central Heights League.  Sponsored by the local Masonic Lodge, their nickname is the Masons.  Over the past few seasons, many have labeled the team with stinging epitaphs.  Other boys can sometimes be so cruel.

Cellar Dwellers!

Losers!

Last Place!

Their uniforms look like they are several seasons past their prime.  The fading numbers and letters perfectly describe the team’s fortunes over the past couple of seasons . . . zero wins!

Could fortunes be changing for this band of misfits?

A new coach arrives on the scene, with a refreshing outlook for this team.  Coach Pete, assisted by Zup, brings along his three sons, and they join a roster filled with a Laird, Zupan, Luetke, Olson, and a trio of Hjellum’s. 

A sense of confidence begins to brew among the players.  Could their field of dreams finally come true?

With coaches Pete and Zup guiding, the team learns more about the game.  They teach and reteach, with patience and conviction, baseball’s fundamentals.  More importantly, they build a positive spirit within the team. 

The season rolls out, and the boys take the field with a new sense of believing in their field of dreams.  However, other contending teams still look down at these former misfits.  Watching the Masons, they see new coaches, a few added players, and the same old, fading uniforms.  Sorry boys, not this season!

Playing through their schedule, the boys match wins with the other top team.  People begin to take notice of this new team on the block.  They look legitimate.

Entering the final game, the team needs one more win to capture the league championship.  Fueled by past disappointments and demeaning ridicule, their destiny will now be fulfilled.  League Champions!

Taking their championship dreams one step further, the team moves on to the city tournament.  Here awaits a field of champions from the other neighborhood leagues in the city. 

Losing in the semifinals dashes their ultimate dream.  Despite the tears, the boys have experienced an amazing season, fulfilling their summer of dreams.

Special Note:  While this account has been embellished a bit, the story is true.  I had the pleasure to play on this team as a 12-year old.  If you go back to the picture, you can find my Dad and two brothers (far left in the back, Coach Pete; front row far left, Doug; front row far right, Greg; and in the second row, second from the right is yours truly).

Writing ‘the’ Book

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Writing becomes treasured hobby

Writing ‘the’ book, will anyone read?

Writing each hour, quitting day job

Writing chapters with epic speed

 

Waiting for magic, keyboard sleeps

Waiting for inspiration’s nudge

Waiting for publisher to call

Waiting for something bold, oh fudge!

 

Overlooking advice from friends

Overlooking cover’s design

Overlooking shrinking cash flow

Overlooking final deadline

 

Spending phantom cash, much too fast

Spending less and less time writing

Spending more and more time dreaming

Spending months on nothing exciting

 

Pushing aside all of these thoughts

Focusing on fresh start at hand

Crafting poetry, something new

Writing ‘the’ book, no longer planned

 

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