Saturday, July 4, 2015

Good Morning, Little Day

The vault that holds the sun
Above earth’s pleading arc
Of want and need as time-frames bleed
Softens its veil of dark

Another day is born
Yester’s morrow bestows
Unblemished boon of morning-noon
To good-night, dear fellows

Sun-rise, sunset, oh my
The heart struggles to hold
The gossamer of time’s whisper
Wringing the air of gold

Good morning, little day
Beaming from heaven’s door
Where Mercy grants its newborn chance
Like none ever before

© Janet Martin…

This morning when I wrote this the sun had just begun, but I didn't get a chance to post it: now it is slip-slipping away after a day at a family reunion.

Friday, July 3, 2015


Pasture trills in clover chorus
Sea-song washes over shores
Lark lilts over moorland high-lows
Spilling joy to rich and poor

Daybreak dances over gardens
Mist-morn murmurs over mead
And while we gaze through lace-arches
Willow-song wafts overhead

Madrigal of midday medley
Mingles with dusk's vesper-tide
Multitude of green-lay lingers
Soft on summer country-side

Carols of creation render
Glimpses of heaven to earth
Holy-hallelujah splendor
Swells as bud abounds with birth

...singing glory to their Maker
Love-songs tune leaf-petal-limb
To the One True God forever
Nature’s choir praises Him

© Janet Martin

Let's join them, shall we?:-)

 "I tell you," he replied, "if they keep quiet, the stones will cry out." Luke 19:40

Suave Abductor...

Then be gentle, suave abductor
As you steal a day, a year
For within your weightless ardor
All we hold will disappear

Tread breath-softly on my pillow
While your fingers rampant, rend
Fabric of midnight and willow-
Whispers on a noontide land

With your shapeless mist-morn mantle
You have swaddled centuries
Suave abductor, please be gentle
While we learn your certainties

For we are new to your habits
Surprised by your practiced ways
While you tease us and distract us
With life’s little every-days

© Janet Martin

'I can't believe how fast days fly, even when I'm working!; remarked Matthew (17) this morning as he headed out to his new full-time summer job on a dairy farm a few lane-ways away... I chuckled at his new discovery;-)

Grace Lingers...

God looked upon
Human race
He pitied us
And offered grace

Alpha and
Omega gave
His Son, Jesus
Mankind to save

Oh, pray for those
Not yet secure
Within the Rock
That will endure

For Grace lingers
Upon earth's shore
Where time’s swift river
Is a door

...but the grace
That saves us here
In death’s dark wave
Will disappear

Then pray for those
Not yet secure
Within the Rock
That will endure

© Janet Martin

There is none holy as the Lord: for there is none beside Thee: neither is there any rock like our God.
Talk no more so exceeding proudly: let not arrogancy come out of your mouth: for the Lord is a God of knowledge, and by Him our actions are weighed. The bows of mighty men are broken, and they  that stumbled are girded with strength. 1 Sam. 2: 2-4

Thursday, July 2, 2015

Our Today...

 Hang out in Montana long enough and you just gotta go find yourself a river...

Where night poured its velvet river
Soft and pure it ebbed away
Into seas beaming with laughter
And Today

Big and small dreams skim the surface
Of what will be; who can say?
But to all the same God giveth
Us Today

Hope and holy honor trembles
Where spent hours fall away
Dawn’s bud births Time’s brand new petals
Called Today

Come, let us reason together
God giveth and takes away
He allows the sun and shadow
Of Today

It is He who fills the river
Of midnight that seeps away
Rendering twixt past and future
Our Today

© Janet Martin