Laughter and love ,sorrow and pain
In times both good and bad
Finding the strength to meet the day
Ending with a headstone engraved
Even after death there is life
Faith leads us so to believe
In God we trust and hope
Leaning on His grace and love
Dwelling in paradise eternaL
Amid the paeans of praise of the puttI
Enjoying the fruits thereoF
Whereof there comes perfect peacE
Categories:
putti, death, faith, hope, life,
Form: Acrostic
winged plump putti descend cumulus clouds....
silvered in a spring rainstorm
they flit round maypole....lavender satin streaming
i'm awed in hammock
my love he's raptured to....twilight moonrise my
quick a plundered vessel
hope of the roses had dreamt....of reunion for arc
of hearts to soar
Categories:
putti, 7th grade, 8th grade,
Form: Monoku
THE SWING (by Jean-Honoré Fragonard)
I swing high up in the air,
Dressed with opulence and flair,
Smiling down at my lover,
Who's glad to nearby hover,
He takes his hat in his hand,
Pointing towards my dress grand,
My left shoe, I gaily fling,
Seated above in the swing,
The 'putti' watch with envy,
As I swing under the tree,
My dog, Whitie, barks with joy,
Adventure flight, I enjoy,
Uncle manoeuvres the swing,
As I fly skywards and cling,
It's a perfect day for smiles,
Swinging high up miles and miles.
11th Feb 2023
Categories:
putti, appreciation, art,
Form: Ekphrasis
CLIMBING
I try to climb the cascading garlands
Over-tossed from unseeable high points.
Oh, there! By a squint of the eye! A random,
Compelling break in the continuum allows
For a hint of the divine and, these delighting
Garlands — braids of faith, no doubt released by
The little hands of the angelic putti,while reciting
Limericks of heaven, and letting sound their soft smiles as they send below their gathered
Strings of blooms. To temp us...No...Direct us on
To further passages for souls praying for a reach
To eternal gates and gardens. There
Our longings are planted and watered by
God-collected tears. So,these are
The garlands of our lives, which we endeavor to
Rise upon again with now stalwart legs, and a full
Addressing of souls — awaiting splendor.
This trying to climb requires a strength
With a softness...only souls may inspire:
The breath to endure.
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(C) Sally Young Eslinger 9/9/20
Categories:
putti, blessing, christian, faith, garden,
Form: Free verse