Welcome to our Thanksgiving play place! We are taking on a challenge as a community to write poetry together. Each day I will provide a picture and a line of poetry. Your job is to leave a line of your own in the comment section. I will provide a new prompt and picture and a poem created by all of us the following day! Will you take time for a little wordplay? (P.S. tomorrow I will be over at Amy’s place talking about my favorite charity…can you guess which one it will be?)
Golden jewels in cornflower blue sky;
a parasol of leaves,
filtering light overhead
and I wonder, will I sparkle with one last burst of beauty before I die?
Rest For the Weary
by Journey Towards Epiphany Community
I let go of summer’s bounty to join the fallen,
the broken fragments blown together
by the exhale of cares,
fettered by fools for the feat of forgiveness.
Leather worn leaf settles to rest for winter’s sleep
…and so do I.
Old man winter makes fragile remnant shiver
falling, twirling, spiraling down to rest among
piles of others.
Sifting with a sigh into the earth,
I leave behind the exuberance
of seasons past,
choosing the soothing quiet
Leathered hopes sigh in the letting go
rest under the cover of grace
wait for the spring of new life.
The days shorten,
the leaves fall,
Life closes in as the cold air comes.
But this is not an end,
just a pause.
All waits, beneath snow of purest white
For that one December day,
When life and His love are reaffirmed.
Then all gather strength,
As the days grow long and warm,
And life bursts forth, everywhere,
Stronger for the rest, and for
Even though I often long for the days to match my mood or schedule,
to know that in charge I am not;
this is far more of a blessing than any kind of weather,
no matter what this world holds
I am held by the Creator.
Leaves, like hands wave
to their Maker
and in a final hurrah
they shine brilliant
against October sky.
and life is over
floating down from pinnacle of praise.
There is beauty in life
I have arrived.
Like weathered leaf
At last I achieved
the deep creases of life experienced.
Some joy, some angry,
but most are deep,
full lines of joy and laughter.