be-u-ti-ful day
weather played fair in degrees
arms and doors open
up’s happiness, hugs and hair
as car windows rolled down
Categories:
ful, weather,
Form: Tanka
Four-year-old boy says to Sunday school teacher
My mommy almost made us late to church!
She had to make herself boo tee ful.
But she is already boo tee ful!
Categories:
ful, mother,
Form: Light Verse
gleeful
joyful
cheerful
mirthful
Laughing with such gleeful, joyful sounds
"Happy" knows no cheerful, mirthful bounds
Categories:
ful, happiness,
Form: Tyburn
The famous guitarist Segovia
Was able to strum high and lowvya
With acclaim; so he did
Till his death in Madrid—
And his records continue to moveya.
July 18, 2019
Categories:
ful, art, guitar, humorous, music,
Form: Limerick
It starts with only one -
one like me
a melancholy migrant
from the immortal part of her
to the locus of her physical being --
the center of her emotional wisdom
I gain heartfelt strength as I gather my forces
rising up en masse
riding cresting waves of woe
to breach the ramparts -
the welling rims
of her loving eyes
it starts with only one -
one perfectly ripened drop of sorrow
this beautifully packaged pain
and a lustrous cascade of soulful pearls ensues
wept gems pouring forth from a pure heart..
I am the tears your mother cries.
Susan Ashley
May 5, 2018
~ Poem Of The Week ~
Week beginning Sunday, May 13, 2018
~ Seventh Place ~
Contest: Early May Premiere (2018)
Sponsor: Brian Strand
Poet's note; For my beautiful daughter, Jocelyn, you inspire me with your light, joy, spirited determination and intellect. Though your academic pursuits take you many, many miles away from me and I grieve your absence, when you return home I shall celebrate with tears of joy!
For today, however, I'll let my grieving tears speak for themselves...
I love you and I miss you, my Jocee <3
Categories:
ful, i love you, i
Form: Free verse
I must be one. For there are few.
Living to give myself to you
Putting all of it in the Truth.
My faith.
Once a close mate with hate
But now faith lies in Love.
Your love.
If I scratch the surface to see what lies beneath
I only look to find more.
Knowing that it’s the very core of your essence.
Kiss me with thy presence and I’m stuck.
Let me be one.
Knowing the Son as few can.
No man is as faithful as you.
And who can match thy commitment.
Never ending. Long distance.
So I run, because there are few that do, but I’ve said I do.
So I run.
To cling to what has clung to me.
It’s the song you’ve sung to me
I am persistently being called aside.
In you it hides.
My faith.
Let’s be draped with this sweet escape
I must please you.
You must declare well done.
May you be second to none, for I must be one
Leaning on my lover in a garden.
Say, and I’ll obey
You don’t forsake, so I won’t stray
I want to see, clear out the grey
I sought, I prayed
And scratching even beneath the surface
I find you, unchanging. Bridal chamber.
Preparing to stay one.
Wanting to be faithful.
Categories:
ful, faith, me,
Form: Verse
------
We worship alone
We do sing of silent prayer
We do this for so many reasons'
Fore He deserves'
Our Prayer
------
Fore One,
With-out Christ
The Holy One
Their would be no salvation
The Dark shall block the Sun
The World would crumble
Beneath it's own Indignation
------
Two, is for the Spirit in You
To thy own self be true
You suffered for so many reasons'
Now, your life is spliced into...
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Three is for the Fear
That whether Ye shall see the Light
In the face of thine own enemies'
Total damnation is the only thing
That comes' to mind
This is not of the Lord
And Paradise is some-where else
And the truth,
Ye shall never find
At least, not in time....
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Four is to know that Ye,
Shall never meet the light
By the time that redemption
Is in sight, then, You are already
Some kind of Creature of the Night
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So, search in the Lord
That is nothing new,
He will show you what to do
And if you believe in Jesus
He will see you threw....
GF
Categories:
ful, death, devotion, faith, sad,
Form: Pastoral
Come
and see,
follow me,
I will make you
free-
the
good news
on offer-
forgiveness
now,for thee and
me
Categories:
ful, faith, forgiveness, inspirational
Form: Lanterne
My name is John,
i behave like John,
a king who was wise.
My name is Grace,
i behave like Grace,
a man who was blessed.
But my brother at home,
he was baptized chaos,
a name from a thief,
and he behave like a thief .
Oh! mind about names,
the luck behind them,
can rescue your life,
or put you in chaos!
Categories:
ful, social,
Form: ABC