Sara Kendrick Poet Prose Poetry

A Start For Sunday

Rainbow like reflection in the wispy jet clouds against periwinkle blue morning
sky.  Jets going where? One going in an unusual direction across one in the set 
pattern of travel. Since the latest happening with a jet one's thoughts turns to the 
incident. Try to put tradegy away, compartmentalize it. Tiny pears are on the trees
survivors of the warm, cold, frost, warm, cold back and forth weather. God is good
even though mankind's nature runs to evil. The sun comes on up into the wispy clouds.
A beautiful day given to mankind in this area. Spring weather that is so comfortable.
Thank you God for this day. Help me to use it as best for you. Amen

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Carolyn Devonshire April 30, 2014 at 6:59 AM Dear Sara, You do very well writing prose poetry, something I can't seem to accomplish. I can just picture the jet leaving their patterns "against periwinkle blue morning sky." Awesome image. I hope the storms moving though your area today are not as severe as they appear to be on radar. Love, Carolyn

Andrea Dietrich April 28, 2014 at 6:20 PM A sweet description of this Sunday dawn. Today is cold here but we expect the week to warm up. I bet your state will too!!

Sam Toil April 28, 2014 at 6:57 AM Beautiful stream-of-consciousness sketch, Sara. I don't think I have ever heard a prayer as simple and as complete as your last line:) I hope you have a good day...BH