March days
time to observe
and watch for
all the beginnings
of Spring

March days
time to observe
and watch for
all the beginnings
of Spring
how many mornings
have I read and looked
at birch trees in sun
and blue sky?
and yet today
is the most beautiful
Blessed are they that mourn:
for they shall be comforted.
Matthew 5: 4 (KJV)
snow frames the window
above my printer
as time goes by
I see more poems
at home every day
Inspired by the wonderful art I view online and in print – thank you. Take good care.
I often write about the sunrises over Lake Michigan. Yesterday, I saw the moon through the smaller window above my printer, as I completed my time here for the day.
Today, I thought there must be verses from the Psalms with the sun and moon. I found a past post at my site, Poems From Psalms And Nature.
Praise ye the LORD. Praise ye the LORD from the heavens: praise him in the heights.
Praise ye him, all his angels: praise ye him, all his hosts.
Praise ye him, sun and moon: praise him, all ye stars of light.
These verses are from Psalm 148: 1-3 (KJV).
R ose clouds at sunrise, and the day
O pens to songs, silence, and new
S trength, with hope
E verlasting
ROSE
sunrise sun
through small spaces
in the clouds
how new dreams
may begin
wind uplifting
branches of trees
sunrise
And a verse:
Cause me to hear thy lovingkindness in the morning . . .
From my post for Psalm 143 at Poems From Psalms And Nature. My 2020 series featured short selections from the Psalms with pictures.
Deep calleth unto deep *
filling my heart with hope
greater than my mind
* The first line of this poem is from Psalm 42: 7 (KJV).
cold – yet from this ground
daffodils will grow
again
I posted these poems at Grief And Acceptance yesterday.
healthy food
for Christmas
at our kitchen table
and red carnations
by the window
holiday drives
and gift books
to libraries
collages of colors
and hope
Quiet Christmas Poetry – I have thought of many ideas for a new book, which I postponed to 2021. I still enjoy sharing this large print chapbook, and may repeat the idea for future books, Lord willing.
In their own way, and from their own traditions and art, it seems people are being especially creative and hopeful, as we have a different holiday season this year. I am beginning to get a sense of the community art as a collage or mixed-media painting. Whether a grand display, a few lights, or a porch light – all works together. I also like seeing gardens fade to winter, with hope for spring.
Art on blogs adds so much as well.
Take good care. One day at a time.