Tag: dVerse Poets Pub

Embrace the Unsafe Life

Deep water holds the thrill of grand adventure and the potential for grievous suffering One mustn’t place the two upon the scale of life and act according to the balance thereof Instead flee the safety of the harbor and embark on your noble destiny _______________________________...

A Quadrille of Qs

Quiet all around from the quarterdeck I spied the quick quillback I heard a quack Saw a quark and a quist quickly glide away My phone camera rolled but quonk querked the video and it quit The great Quarterback above chuckled at my quest _____________________________________...

To Know and Be Known

The warm earth beneath my feet trembles with knowledge of our Creator We have this in common, the earth and me, the One who knows us and desires to be known Sometimes I forget Him Forget I am His beloved The earth never does _____________________________________...

Unseen Things — Other People’s Thoughts

The Poetics prompt at dVerse Poets Pub yesterday was to write about unseen things that nonetheless exist. My first thought was to write about angels or God, but that seemed too predictable for me. Then last night I was at my critique group, sitting quietly...

Wedding Flowers

I gave the florist clear instructions My wedding bouquet was to include White roses — I am worthy of you Blue carnations — yes, no, maybe? White daisies — innocence The perfect bouquet To greet the guests To adorn the altar Alas, she got it wrong Or maybe she was right...

My Muddled Mind

Muddled thoughts confused, chaotic ever churning night to day Their origin their destination It seems I cannot sway Yet El Roi the God who sees me invites me to come and pray He knows each thought each crazy fear won’t leave me in dismay __________________________________...

My English Garden

Is it really a walk if the farthest you get is your own backyard? I say yes, yes it is. And a beautiful walk indeed when lavender and candytuft, bleeding hearts and lilac trees, are in bloom, iris are promising color soon. Besides, my little...

Gathering Treasure

Once upon a time I gathered grievances like treasure stored in my heart pain without measure I held tight to my rights I learned in time to gather forgiveness instead like leftover pieces of miracle bread when the 5,000 were fed True treasure beyond measure...

My Divine Defense

My friend Rachel Lulich issued a challenge to write a poem a week based on one of the devotions included in Charles H. Spurgeon’s Faith’s Checkbook. I’m always up for a good challenge, and the devotional was only 99 cents for Kindle, so I decided to give...