In this time of uncertainty we soon find out who we really are as people. Some go into a tail spin and become fearful of every little thing. Others try in vain to stock up hoards of stuff to satisfy their manic tendencies. Some believe God is in control and all will work out in time for our good. For many, happiness is gone; replaced with anxiety. I am sure we all experience some of these tendencies. How we approach a crisis is much the same as we approach our every day life. Happiness is like the weather; sunny one day and raining the next. Joy goes to the core of our being and sustains us through the bad weather that will come in our lives. Remember what is important in life.
Happiness and Joy
Happiness is a little bird
Perched on the rail
Right within my grasp
Only to fly away
I reach out to take hold of it.
Joy is the blood
Pumping through my veins
A constant rhythm of rejuvenation
Not something to be possessed
Rather something to be
Joy is what keeps my soul alive
I posted this back in December, but feel it might be helpful to post it again.
Photo: Dwight L. Roth
Spring waters running
crystal clear // transparent // clean
Plants view reflections
Photo: Dwight L. Roth.
Written for this week’s Haikai Challenge spring waters.
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Touches of spring come up out of the ground, reminding us not to despair. Warm weather is just around the corner. I saw this lone crocus shining in the pine-bark mulch along my sidewalk. The tiny green sprigs accenting the egg-yoke colored blossom is a joy to see. The daffodils are already starting to bloom as warm southerly breezes continue through this week here in North Carolina.
Sunshine pushes through
Defying winter’s cold chill
Letting the chips fall
Photo: Dwight L. Roth
The warm days over Christmas have given the flower bulbs a jump start. I saw these daffodils pushing through the ground in my flower beds. It was a pleasant reminder that winter will not last long and spring is on the way.
While we celebrated with family and friends
Daffodils remind us the seasons never end
New growth has started generating new flowers
Pushing through the ground with warm sun and showers
Many cold winter days still to come
Plants will shiver as they wait for more sun
So… if January days give you the blues
Remember that spring will be here on queue
iPhone Photos: Dwight L. Roth
Doves, fluffed up, gather
on my leafless grape arbor
Soaking up sunshine.
Two Turtle Doves adorn a
lifeless tree with three French Hens.
As our mad world rushes by
with no thought of why!
A baby in a manger
brings hope to a hopeless world.
Photo: Dwight L. Roth
Lara, at d’Verse, asked us to consider the word less as we write our poem. She gave us a list of words that had less as the suffix less. We were to choose at least one or more of them for our poem.
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Withering winds sigh
Doves feel warm in the sunshine
Winter chill is on the way
Photo Dwight L. Roth
Today Frank Tassone gave us the prompt withering winds for our Haikai Challenge.
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Winter is the time of the year when many people find it difficult to cope. Depression is common during these dark days. Today I saw my daffodils pushing through the mulch in my flower bed. Although it is the middle of winter, it is a reminder for all of us that winter is always follow by spring. I wrote the following Sonnet to say that this can be true on a personal level as well.
There in the sunshine pushing through cold ground;
Shoots of green daffodils, reaching for light;
Hidden strength revealed // energetic might;
The middle of winter // they can’t stay down!
Cold weather will come; chilling snow will fall.
Flowers still grow in the darkest of days;
As the light returns to shine through the haze;
Green shoots arising standing proud and tall.
It’s important to recall // in darkest night;
When life turns cruel and depression rises;
Deep inside us // we reach up for the light.
Springtime always follow winter’s dark night.
We will rise // and push through with all our might;
Renewing our strength we bask in the light!
Photos: Dwight L. Roth
I have gone back and revised this Sonnet to add to Jilly’s d’verse challenge to use enjambment in our poems. The use of punctuation increased readability and allows the reader to be able to know what the writer intended.
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