In the Christian faith we celebrate Good Friday, remembering the suffering and death of Christ on the Cross at Calvary. But it is not the dark night of the soul that draws us to God’s Love and Grace. It is the joy of Easter and the Light of the Resurrection that gives us hope. The Light at the end of the dark tunnel is Jesus!
Covering scars of knots buried / healing over time
Creating a beauty all its own
enjoyed by all
Photo: Dwight L. Roth
Today at d’Verse, Mish asked us to write a Quadrille of exactly 44 words using some form or the word knot. I saw these knots on the side of a tree when we were at the park a couple of weeks ago. I thought they were interesting, so I took a couple of photos of them.
Today at d’Verse, De asked us to make a quadrille of exactly 44 word using the word go! What came to mind immediately was a term I heard very often when I was a boy. It was the term, … on the go. These days we are not on the go as much as we used to be. I can’t wait to be on the go again!
I wrote this a few years ago for the d’Verse Poets Pub. I thought it would be good to reflect on as we exit 2020 and enter 2021. We have lost a multitude of people this year to Covid-19. Death has a way of bringing things into focus. It brings us face to face with our own mortality. The thoughts in this poem reflect on spirit within each of us.
Where dwells the spirit before life begins
Waiting to entwine with genes at man’s whims
Does it float in space riding red stardust
Or in ocean waves where the raindrops swim
Where dwells the spirit when I took my first
Breath of life // of heart and lungs merged thirst
Today at d’Verse Laura introduced us to a form of poetry called Pleiades. We must pick a ONE-WORD TITLE then write a SEVEN-LINE poem of SEVEN SYLLABLES whereby each line begins with the FIRST LETTER of your title.
Thank you to all of you who have become my friend over the past four and a half years. It has been an amazing journey sharing and reading your poetry and posts. I never dreamed when I started this blog that I would get even 100 followers, let alone over 6000! You all are a gift to me and I am humbled that you take time to read my poetry! It has been such a pleasure getting to know many of you in a more personal way through this blog!
I must add a note of thanks to my dear Poet friend Kym Gordon Moore ( https://kymgmoore.com/writing%2Fvideos ) for encouraging me to start this blog. If she had not urged me more than once, I would never have considered such a thing as blogging!
I have always had a love for trains, especially steam trains. Living in coal country, in Pennsylvania, I loved seeing the big black engines come rolling down the track. Now in my adult years I refer to them as the Pennsylvania Dragons. Many of them were built in the Baldwin works in Philadelphia. The tremendous power it takes to move all that weight is breathtaking!
Some of the old engines are being restored and changed over from coal burning to oil. That is what was done to the engine in the Video. How can one not stand in awe while watching one of these going down the track.
This is a song I wrote a few years ago in memory of those childhood steam trains I enjoyed so much. The blog won’t let me post a video of me singing it so you will just have to use your imagination!
The Pennsylvania Dragon
Steel wheels keep on turning
Keeping rhythm perfect time
Hauling coke from the ovens
Hauling coal from the mines
Down along the winding river
Monongahela was its name
Comes the “Pennsylvania Dragon”
Belching smoke & shooting flames
Engines 29’s a coming
See the light and hear the steam
As she passes Martin crossing
You can hear that whistle scream
Whistle blowing at the crossing
Black smoke pouring from her stack
On to Pittsburgh she’ll be rolling
Tomorrow she’ll be coming back
Counting coal cars as she passes
Waving to the engineer
100 cars hauling heavy
Red caboose at the rear
Now the trains of my childhood
Are all silent lost in time
And those “Pufferbilly Dragons”
Are just memories on my mind
Down along the winding river
No more smoke or shooting flames
Just the rumble of the diesel
…but it’s just not quite the same
I am posting this one for open link night at d”Verse. A diversion from the foolishness going on in our society theses days!