How poetic can you be? Write a short poem about what you see!

Thank you

Jesus you have given unto me the

Wisdom and courage to fight the good fight

To stand strong, to stand on my own, to love

And beleive in all humanity

And for that I thank you...

You have given unto me the strength

To carry someone's heavy load

In order to help them overcome

The objects that may block their

Path to you...

I am your child and father

I THANK YOU.........

Anthony Harris

Thank you, Father for the air I breathe,

Thank you for the sun and the birds that sing,

Thank you for the slightest summer breeze,

Dearest Father, thank you for everything.

Waves Upon the Sand

We can't keep a wave upon the sand

Nor grasp rainbows in our outstretched hands

It doesn't matter where you stand

When a loved one passes to their promised land.

We may cry and shout; even pray to our gods

Knowing our wishes are futile words.

We must accept life is short and flawed

And smile at their memory, cry, and applaud.

Tired of her own silence

she found her voice and

began singing her song.

The wide sun rises,

Kisses us indifferently as it rolls by.

By.

Bless My Life

Bless my life with your warmth,

uplift my body with your holy hand.

Make me the flame of your holy alter,

The incessant flame would brighten,

the day and night.

Light my soul with your holy flame.

let your divine hand touch the dark hour,

Twinkling stars beget in your holy bower,

The eternal darkness fades away

from your blinking eyes,

And see your light in the darkest alcove

where thy light might lie.

My pain, my darkness my sadness

would burn in your heavenly flame. .

Light my life with your blessed flame.

(previously posted in Poetry Journal Anthology) #spiritual #spirituality #Mystic #mystical #literature #poetry #poem #poetrycommunity #poetryisnotdead

Openly here I stand

Breathing in all that's grand

Letting go of all that's not

Giving my dreams all that I've got

Pulling all that I need from within

With absolute faith I know I can win

Holli Pellman ©2018

The sun's insistent wink, silver petals aglow, soft rolling colors held aloft in a hand-spun basket.

burnt coffee swimming in scented ribbons, the hiss and fizz precluding a call to refresh, bright brown lights.

How wide open yet strangely intimate this setting is, inviting creativity and connection, focus and distraction, solitude and darting eye contact.

@starbucks