Obsession and Steps

Written for:  Verse First   Poetry Jam

Verse First - Obsession
Make a list of obsessions - free flow for 15 minutes.  Select three obsessions from your list. Write a three-stanza poem, one stanza per obsession

Camera and Lord Ram images from google images

Oh camera, the medium of my precious memories

I am lost without your presence

For when those moments appear on my journeys

You are the one that captures their essence

Oh pretty dangly earrings that beatify

You sparkle as you swing

You never fail to catch my eye

Your loveliness makes me smile and sing

Oh Lord, you are my refuge and my joy

You are the melody of my soul

And when life falls apart or does annoy

Then Your love steps in and makes me whole

~x~

Poetry Jam - Steps
Wherever we go, whatever we do steps are always there. Just putting one foot in front of each other is taking a step forward. So this week think about and write about steps. Where would you like steps to take you? Do you make steps in your personal life? Do you follow others steps? Do you hate steps and the restrictions they can bring? 

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Let each step I take be ever mindful of Your presence

Let each step I take for another life make a difference

Let each step I take be always in the reflection of Your love

Let each step I take be guided by You from above

Let each step I take be Your work that I do

Let each step I take bring me closer to You

~x~

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The Paper and The Tree

Written for the following prompts:
Verse First - Edit to elevate
One Single Impression - Farewell
Linking to:
Poetry Pantry #163

Verse First - Edit to elevate

Write a poem about something exceedingly ordinary, something completely mundane. Edit it to elevate it. Turn it into art. Choose your words carefully, using only those conveying your specific intent. Remove everything that doesn't serve you well. 

So here's my poem for the prompt. Please leave your thoughts on my poem in the comments. Suggestions to make it better are welcome. Thanks.

The Paper

They say someday you'll be extinct

When paperless offices blossom

But you quietly smile and wink

Knowing these thoughts are like flotsam

It's environmentally friendly 

Call the techno advocates

Paper and tree look on bemusedly

While air and landscape deteriorate

It's not the paper that's at fault

It's man's lack of caring

Tree and paper exist not apart

But enjoy each other's sharing

If man made paper from dying tree

Instead of destroying younglings

Our precious world would be fresh and free

And a friendly place for earthlings.

The circle of life applies to all

Not selectively; that's man's misunderstanding

Nature doesn't make us fall

It's our careless thought and handling

~x~

OSI - Farewell

and The Tree

The dying tree bade farewell

To the little ones around it

Use me, to man it cried out aloud

For I'm the one unfit

Don't leave me here to rot in pain

Set my spirit free to your benefit

Spare my young ones, let them grow

Dear Lord, let man that permit

~x~

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Ode to Music

Written for Verse First - Difficulty
Linking to: Poetry Pantry #162

"More often than not in poetry I find difficulty to be gratuitous and show-offy and  camouflaging, experimental to a kind of insane degree--a difficulty which really ignores the possibility of having a sensible reader." Billy Collins

Your assignment should be clear. Write a poem, no more than three stanzas, that is completely free of "gratuitous, show-offy, camouflaging" text. 

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Music soothes my heart

It brings me peace

It relaxes my mind

So my troubles can release

Music makes my spirit dance

It makes me smile

It fills me with joy

So I can dream awhile

Music makes my soul soar

It inspires and lifts

It brings me closer to Him

So I can receive His blessings and gifts

~x~

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The Flower

Written for Verse First

This week's assignment: Read The Red Wheelbarrow, then write an eight line poem of your own whose simplicity is equally complex.

She held it delicately

the pretty pink flower

trying not to lose

tiny dewdrops

clinging to open petals

little transparent beads

touched by fingers

felt soft and wet

~x~

Also linking to:  Poetry Pantry #161   dVerse Open Link Night #108




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