The ***** she brought to the marriage
is bawling again.
Something must have woken it up
as it slept in its drawer
where she keeps her special underwear.
Turning to me in the dark.
"Can you see to it?" she ask sleepily.
I turn the nightlight on.
Opening the drawer
piteous cries fill the room,
they jump through walls
causing neighbors to dream
of riding motorbikes.
I wrap the toy up
in a small child's blanket,
its sobs becoming quieter.
She stir under the blankets.
"You always did resent it, “
she mutters.
I slip into a dream,
one where the *****
sleeps happily between us like a baby,
maybe I’ll buy her a dog.
Categories:
nestling, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Divine love sweetly prevails
flowing from the breast of compassion Source
vanquishing hatred with its wrathful zest
treading down lofty haughtiness.
Serenity offered by sublime love
extinguishes despair of guilty soul
as gracious Sovereign pardon reaches the heart
through honest confession within assured fellowship.
Loving kindness of the Saviour
keeps me blest while I seek Him by faith
warming me against freezing apathy
so I can reach-out, sharing His goodness-bliss.
Grateful that He first loved me indeed
I nestle in Christ’s love* where I’m forever freed.
*Romans 8:38-39 For I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come, Nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.
June 30, 2020
Honorable Mention, "STRAND completely new (3) any theme any form" Poetry Contest; Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 7/1/2020.
Categories:
nestling, blessing, christian, devotion, faith,
Form: Quatorzain
"I can't wriggle out of this bed"
A worm's rear complained to its head
A bluebird dropped by
Took worm for a fly
Happiness is nestlings well fed
Categories:
nestling, bird, children, environment, flying,
Form: Limerick
Nestling upon the snow, puss peeks over the soft
dusty snow, as sparkling snowflake spiral and fall
upon her long fur sending her spirits aloft.
She has the most expressive face and yet so small,
her bright emerald eyes look up while the wind whipped
dusty snow, as sparkling snowflake spiral and fall.
Puss white downy fur was hard to see as she dipped
a labyrinth path around the powdery fluff,
her bright emerald eyes look up while the wind whipped.
Puss breasted the numbing air with breath of white puffs.
Wind swooshes through with an intent chill as it jests
a labyrinth path around the powdery fluff.
Thrilled of first falling snow she frolics in more quests.
Trailing behind a thread of white from bush and tree
wind swooshes through with an intent chill as it jests.
Puss dashes out to the backyard so she may see.
Nestling upon the snow, puss peeks over the soft
trailing behind a thread of white from bush and tree
upon her long fur sending her spirits aloft.
11/21/2017
12 syllable count
Categories:
nestling, cat, snow,
Form: Terzanelle
The little bird
sang to me
I can't remember
if it was a whistle
or a song
maybe I dreamt it
all along.
Categories:
nestling, life,
Form: Free verse
Words are mine.
Otherness will prevail.
I will call you.
Faraway in dark
I will wake up in arms
of a feeling.
A little yellow-
bird has made her home
in the glass window.
Satish Verma
Categories:
nestling, art,
Form: ABC