Wednesday, November 25, 2015

Poet's Decree

Rule and edict, staid and smart
Cannot move the poet’s heart
Do and don’t, though good and wise
Cannot tame Her nameless sighs

Should and should-not; who are they?
But the pious author’s stay
Whim-and-whimsy, awe-and-lure
This, the law of troubadour

Touch-taste-tremble, ramble-reach,
Brood-beg-barter and beseech
Who can charter what will spill
From the poet’s roving quill?

Where man’s common ploys enlist
Law and order must exist
But their prescript and command
Cannot touch the poet’s hand

© Janet Martin

What Majesty Ascribes the Air

What mercy bequeaths the deep?
Yonder skyline overflows
Breaks the vault of sable sweep
Unfolds new day like a rose

What Majesty directs Time’s helm?
…ascribes its Crusade of Air
Breathes upon dark-yonder realm
Like a purple-misted prayer

What bends heaven to the earth
Rends the awning ‘neath His throne
What attends this virgin birth
Ravishing our skin and bone?

What forgives and gives anew?
Binds the wounds of blame and shame
Draws from death’s dark avenue
Life and Light with kind acclaim

What, from ports of paradise
Beams, a beacon to this sod?
What astonishes our sighs?
Ah, it is the love of God

© Janet Martin

Tuesday, November 24, 2015

It Must Be November...

When earth is swept of leaf-song
And girth of gardens stripped
When orchard limbs are barren
Where fruit of flowers dripped
When June is an illusion
In Brigadoon of thought
Then it must be November
Darling, love me, love me not

When we, estranged spectators
To sun-swept fields of grass
Must learn to learn new colors
In things that come to pass
When we ally with dreamers
...reply to firesides
Then it must be November
Darling, love me with your eyes

When gilt of gray and sable
Strums skylines, bare and bleak
When the air is stiff with struggle
But will of day is weak
When we grapple with wishes
Adjusting to good-bye
Then it must be November
Darling, love me like July

© Janet Martin

I have to confess
I'm struggling a little
to adapt to the color-change...

Let's Love Large...

PAD Challenge day 24: For experienced PAD challengers, today’s final “Two for Tuesday” prompt was likely easy to guess:
  1. Write a love poem.
  2. Write an anti-love poem.

Let’s love large
In touch, prayer and smiles
Let’s lose all count
Of its second miles

Let’s love big
In unnumbered small ways
For love has no end
And love never fails

So, let’s choose love
Let its give-and-forgive
Reflect God
Through a love that we live

Let's let love
Be Our Charge
And through small ways
Let's love large

© Janet Martin

How many small ways can we love large today? 
Hold a door, smile, buy a Tim-card (Coffee-card)and surprise someone,
pray like we mean it, call your mother, drop by someone lonely for a visit,
add an extra I-love-you-touch to dinner... (candles or a pretty centerpiece,)
Listen when someone else is talking, 
Let's love til it becomes a way of life:)
It's as simple (or hard) as reaching beyond ourselves to cheer someone else.

Here is a humorous 'love bears all things' story from BJ.
(I printed it out for my parent's Christmas card because I know they can relate...;-)

Monday, November 23, 2015

Once Upon A World Of Woe...

Once upon a long-ago
In the quiet deep of night
Mercy found a way to woo
Hearts toward a greater Light

Once upon a manger-bed
Heaven lent to earth its Own
Hope in holy glory wed
With the dread of skin and bone

Once upon a cruel cross
The Christ-child of Bethlehem
Suffered utter grief and loss
To annul the debt of men

Once like freshly fallen snow
Sin’s atoning crimson tide
Washed across a world of woe
Leaving Heaven satisfied

© Janet Martin

For those who believe...
 First Snow unfailingly turns hearts Christmas-ward. 
Christmas unfailingly turns hearts Jesus-ward. 
Jesus unfailingly turns hearts cross-ward. 
The cross unfailingly turns hearts heavenward.
Let the Reason for the season fill your heart with joy every day!

 For unto us a Child is born,
Unto us a Son is given;
And the government will be upon His shoulder.
And His name will be called
Wonderful, Counselor, Mighty God,
Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace. 
 Of the increase of His government and peace
There will be no end,
Upon the throne of David and over His kingdom,
To order it and establish it with judgment and justice
From that time forward, even forever.
The zeal of the Lord of hosts will perform this.