Today's Discoveries...

When you toss grape soda into the sun

It falls in amethyst rain

It is hard to be blue

in the midst of purple-grape giggling girly mustaches.

God smiles in little girls…and sisters.

The night is larger, its hollow deeper

Alone

Ocean waves may wash my soul, but never memories.

Ten fingers entwined are not hopeless wishes

But hopeful prayers

At midnight I paused on the edge of the day that was…

And the brink of what is.

It takes no extra effort
At all
To be
Selfish

A life-time happens but once, in moments.

So do it right…in moments.

Janet

Inspired by Tor's Birthday Party...and other moments

Speaking from the Future to the Past...

Aren’t you Glad?

Aren’t you glad

When they reached out their hands

Beckoning to you

Come, come

And you closed your eyes

And let them pull you

Too frightened to

Walk, so

They carried you

Forward

Yes, yes

They said

And would not let you retreat

To the comfort of

Obscurity

But they lifted you

Legs dangling

Heart trailing behind

All trembling

Until suddenly you knew

They knew

Exactly how you feel

For somewhere hands reached for them

And now you stand

Here

Glad to be

A part

Of a circle

Of

Friends

Janet~

Written for Poetic Bloomings prompt

Half a Man's Life~

So many duties to fulfill

So many hands to hold

So many tender hearts to till

And so many fears to fold

So many poems to be written

And many a promise to keep

But God has deigned half a man’s life

To be spent in a thing known as…

Sleep

© Janet~

This Forward-facing Journey

It is nothing more

Than beating of heart

And placing of trust

This forward facing journey

From dust

To dust

© Janet Martin

March Morning Haiku

Morning wakes, pristine
Perfection awaiting tracks
Marking history

Grace gently bestows
Sparkling opportunity
Gift-wrapped in new day

Janet

Transformation

Clenching the thought of you 

Pressing it to me

Until I feel you throbbing

In every heartbeat

Becomes nothing more

Than oceans of air

Slipping through my fingers

Until I fold them in prayer

J~

His Workmanship

Man celebrates what God allows

And never more or less

But simply what His hand bestows

Is all that we possess

Accomplishment and accolades

Spring not of man’s accord

For there is no man yet so great

He does not need the Lord

Whisper of dust, is mortal flesh

Life-breath from hallowed lip

What God allows man may possess

We are His workmanship

© Janet Martin

Which of you by taking thought can add one cubit unto his stature? Matthew 6:27

Just in case we've forgotten...

Enjoy fur Elise on your summer evening stroll...
(just click the wheel on your mouse to open a new link)

In case we've forgotten how the golden wheat field

stretches to the mouth of the sky

Or how the warm breezes of summer's late day

Soft 'gainst the evening lie

or how Queen Ann's lace graces the collar

of ditches and lanes, forgotten

or how God's handiwork awes us to stillness

in masterpieces dangling from heaven

In case we've forgotten the music of grasses

etched in the waning of day

or the sketch of a daisy outlined on the canvas

of twilight melting away

Perhaps we've forgotten, beneath winter's blanket

the dancing of wind on the corn

How each day of August is glimpses of heaven

begun on a summer's morn

In case we've forgotten, we wait while the curtain

of winter remains tightly drawn

We wait while the silver of ten-thousand miracles

dance over garden and lawn

No winter is able to out-live spring's verdure

soon its chill fury will pass

And soon we'll remember the peace of December

When its time to cut the grass

Janet~

I took a video of the howling gale but it will not upload...

...so I posted a sweet alternative:) Enjoy!