Past Confusion The babe’s too big for the cradle; his limbs are stretched too long As a new parent, I’m so confused what manual to follow next or perhaps it’s time for common sense? Parenting is so hard to do. It’s better to embrace and do than not to rock the cradle. Though [...]
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Posted by wolfsrosebud on July 12, 2011
http://wolfsrosebud.wordpress.com/2011/07/12/one-stop/
Change
Change Past the glacial and desolate thing absent ice on one’s bitter brows vanish frosty formations gone colorless landscape wild wonder of flakes drifts to touch sky after months I think spring (Submitted to Nonet Monday Form at One Stop Poetry)
Posted by wolfsrosebud on July 11, 2011
http://wolfsrosebud.wordpress.com/2011/07/11/change/
Friday’s Photo Journey
BLOOM “I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys.” Song of Solomon 2:1 “…He shall grow like the lily,” Hosea 14:5 “…Israel shall blossom and bud, and fill the face of the world with fruit.” Isiah 27:6 “…and the desert shall rejoice and blossom as the rose. It shall blossom abundantly [...]
Posted by wolfsrosebud on July 8, 2011
http://wolfsrosebud.wordpress.com/2011/07/08/fridays-photo-journey/
Waters
Water of Life There is power in the water As it flows, pours and rushes Down elaborate falls Strength flows through crevices Brawn pours from clefts Vigor rushes by cracks There is mastery in the water As it tumbles, rumbles and stumbles Past rock formations formed from dust Stamina tumbles through [...]
Posted by wolfsrosebud on July 5, 2011
http://wolfsrosebud.wordpress.com/2011/07/05/waters-2/
Liberty
One Shoot Sunday’s at One Stop Poetry… Red, White, & Blue This is why… I suffer training extreme, endure loneliness of heart, bear months and years separated from loved ones; as giggles and squeals sing freedom from children’s naive voices. This is why… my scarlet blood is shed, ivory bones are broken, [...]
Posted by wolfsrosebud on July 3, 2011
http://wolfsrosebud.wordpress.com/2011/07/03/1457/
Choice
Meaninglessness What is in my well; is it empty or full? Are ample clouds carried by a raging, rough tempest trapped in languishing lowlands filled with rich soil spouting seeds from the soul? What reserve awaits; is it empty or full? Has inky darkness become forever blackness seeking a sinful, sad soul in [...]
Posted by wolfsrosebud on June 27, 2011
http://wolfsrosebud.wordpress.com/2011/06/27/choice/
Timeless
The End This endless bridge it’s hard to find my pace not knowing what I face. With bulky rails and shiny boards; trees like clouds around my head. Perhaps, I’m dead! (Adam Romanowicz picture prompt at One Stop Poetry)
Posted by wolfsrosebud on June 26, 2011
http://wolfsrosebud.wordpress.com/2011/06/26/timeless/
Sand Soup
Blueprint fill the bucket dig a whole shoveling trenches very bold. life’s a mystery coarse and grainy sands too much brushing castles with light touch life is puzzling hand and foot prints mountain ridge in soggy sand build bridges God ever molding water splashing sand soup stirred steady feeds a group [...]
Posted by wolfsrosebud on June 20, 2011
http://wolfsrosebud.wordpress.com/2011/06/20/sand-soup/
Graffiti
This poem is submitted for One Shoot Sunday hosted by One Stop Poetry. To see more poems based on the prompt “Graffiti,” please visit the site. The Act I write my name upon this rock among the many throng. Was it not Christ Himself who built upon a rock? Stately I stand in [...]
Posted by wolfsrosebud on June 19, 2011
http://wolfsrosebud.wordpress.com/2011/06/19/graffiti/
Snap Shot
Life or Death Upon this shelf rests death, inserted upon the bark rough, twisted, stale. Life rests in the dying; if only eyes could lift the veil covering the shell.
Posted by wolfsrosebud on June 13, 2011
http://wolfsrosebud.wordpress.com/2011/06/13/snap-shot/
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