Candle Haiku

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strength drips out of me
my last candle burning
at both ends
    1-18-2017

 

I wrote this haiku for a #writtenriver prompt on Twitter. I am excited to see what this week will bring. It has been a trying year so far, but it may be about to turn around.

Day 9 NaHaiWriMo 2017

the finch ventures out

into a hard cold world

my own resilience

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Today’s prompt was “a mirror”.

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Symanntha Renn

Strong Haiku

little vine

twisting around itself
the tender moonflower vine
held up by its own strength

  8-16-2016

 

National Haiku Writing Month is on its way! Will you participate this year?

The Quote about being Strong

You never know how strong you are until being strong is the only choice you have. -Unknown

This is a quote that has been copied and shared all across the internet, but I would like to know who said it. It is very true. I have found out what strength really looks like this year.

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The Glow of Tomorrow

sun rise, the sun, early morning

The Glow of Tomorrow

 

I see it over the top of the hill

The glowing orb of promise

Trying desperately to get to it

I’ve slipped and fallen

The urgency of getting away from today

Snaps at me like a bullwhip

So I dig my fingers into the flesh of the earth

Ripping up grass in my hurry

To catch the glow that promises

A fresh start, a new day

The depressing rain has softened the earth

Making my path muddy and slippery

Standing in what remains of this day

Cannot be done, my legs are too weak

So I crawl, pulling myself through the mud

I have to move, leave this place

Catching up with the sun

Finding tomorrow

and the strength it holds

Is my only hope

If I dwell on the shadows of today

I’ll never rise again

I am so thankful for every new day that I am given. I try very hard to be thankful for what I have in the moment and not dwell on what went wrong yesterday.

Knights on horseback are as mythical as dragons.

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Clearing a Path

someone rescue me she cries
but she cries it quietly
because it is a call to herself
knights on horseback
are as mythical as dragons
she will take up her sword
she will drag a shield and bear
a dented helmet on her head
because no man will save her
the cartoons and storybooks
that filled her childhood were lies
woven by some witch eons past
trolls may be real but there are
no gentlemen on steeds
No warrior will come to clear a path
if a path is to be made
she will have to do it herself
so hand her a machete
and stand to the side
the day wears on and
she has cities to conquer
July 18, 2015

I am sharing some of my long form poetry while I am out of town. Enjoy. Leave me a comment and I’ll respond this weekend.

 

Day 17

many small petals
so much to carry and yet
the flower stands tall

Here is my haiku for today. I hope you like it. It is supposed to be inspiring. If the flowers can hold up against the wind and all of the weather, we can too. The picture I’m using this week is of a peony.

If you are unsure of the rules or form of haiku then you can go to my What is Haiku? page to learn more. Also, stop by the Facebook page where most of us poets meet to get a prompt and share our work. Today’s prompt was “zinnia”.
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The Quote

That which does not kill us makes us stronger.

-Friedrich Nietzsche (1844-1900)

 

You see this quote everywhere. I thought I would share with you the original.

Strength Training

Thomas Hart Benton painting,back of a man,

Close up of Thomas Hart Benton painting.


  Earthwork

People often surmise
there will be no work
in heaven
I think they’re in
for a surprise
this earthwork
is strength training
 

I wrote this for an #ntitle prompt on Twitter. I believe the prompt was earthwork and this is where I went with it.

Quote

What is Sunday for?

God’s altar stands from Sunday to Sunday, and the seventh day is no more for religion than any other—it is for rest.—The whole seven are for religion, and one of them for rest, for instruction, for social worship, for gaining strength for the other six. – Henry Ward Beecher

 

I really like this quote and used to share it all of the time. I haven’t shared it on my blog yet, so here ya go!

A Lighthouse

girls with fireworks

I am a Lighthouse

I am a lighthouse built by God
Even when I get dirty
God’s light shines through me
Bringing the fishermen
And the fish safely home
When the Nor Easter
Tries to break out my glass
I remain strong
Because God has reinforced me
The fog makes it hard
To remember the course
But the dim light reminds them
Where it is safe to sail
Spinning around and around
To shine my light
Makes me dizzy
But it allows me
To help everyone
And The Solid Rock
That I stand on
Will not let me topple.

 

Do you know that you are a temple for God’s spirit and you were made to shine His light?

Redbud Haiku

broken three times
but still here
redbud tree

 

It has not gotten big enough to bloom out and be that beautiful purplish color, but it is still here. I don’t know who named this tree, but someone should have corrected him before the name stuck. Below is the actual blooms of the tree. (It is my mom’s redbud.)

flower bud