Saturday, April 2, 2022

Call To Dance




For today's prompt, write a second chance poem.

A ballroom, misty blue and gold dangles from waning moon
A sense of more than 'growing old' unfolds from night's cocoon
 The heavens, like a butterfly, spreads ethereal wings
 Hope's magnum opus fills the sky; creation sings and sings
For, to a track record of stumbles comes a call to dance 
 As from the Hand of mercy tumbles mortal's second chance

Upon its maiden voyage, morning's gleaming barge embarks
Laden with leaps of courage and the heralding of larks
Desire drives the dreamer wild with bud-bejeweled sweeps
Where quiet poet is beguiled to dredge ink-fueled deeps
And never waste the wonder that deserves more than mere glance
As boundless heavens thunder, soundless, with love's second chance

Janet~

Lam.3:22-23
The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases;[a]
    his mercies never come to an end;

they are new every morning;

    great is your faithfulness.



2 comments:

I hope you enjoyed your pause on this porch and thank-you for your visit!