My Strength

My weaknesses would fill the sky

My strength is one small word

Though weaknesses may multiply

My strength is in the Lord

© Janet Martin

 The LORD is my strength and my shield; 

my heart trusts in him, and I am helped. 

My heart leaps for joy 

and I will give thanks to him in song. Psalm 28:7

Inexorable Lullaby

The Colors of Claude Monet - By Licht courtesy pixdaus.com

It slithers from the willow limb

Entwined in lambent sigh

Of hollow midnight diadem

And rending lullaby

It runs its restless fingers

Over longing and delight

Stirring memories that linger

Deep into the quiet night

It ravages intention

And distorts visceral thought

In reckless intervention

Summarizing what is not

Yet, the clock broadens 'forever'

In a phantom hour glass

And the waves release their candor

As the ceaseless ages pass

While the hollow of the midnight

Seems to touch the very core

Of a melody of moments

That can never drift  a-shore

J~

Purple (Teddy) is Found!

 ( I peeked into her room before coming in to do the 'tuck in' and found a picture of contentment:)

Remember this? Lost Teddy


Tonight she will sleep like the mother
who sleeps
without an ear tuned
for the sound of a door
or a step
Tonight she will sleep
a slumber
rich and deep
All the children are home
tucked safely in bed

Janet

Yes, mother found it so Mother got the reward!
...Four chocolate-covered almonds and three dimes:)
The reward was sealed in an envelope the day the posters went up
so the almonds were a little....chewy;)

Oh! Where was it ? In a bag of Anne Geddes dolls stored in my closet,
which I found while spring cleaning today!
The Anne Geddes dolls come out for a special treat so they don't get 'wrecked'.
I guess Purple hopped in the bag with them the last time they were out to play...

 "Ford's in his flivver," murmured the D.H.C. "All's right with the world." Aldous Huxley

Over-taken

It rolls over vale, hilltop and woodland

Tides of green mercy, sweetening our scope

Vision of wonder transforming landscapes

From dormant dreaming to refurbished hope

It sweeps without movement in subtle oceans

Spring metamorphosis bleeds from the shell

Of earth’s stricken glory and reflection

Miracles spilling to furrow and dell

Into the pasture of heartlands it rushes

Reviving our spirits and warming our smile

See how the morning and evening light blushes

As spring consumes winter with passionate guile

It rolls over hilltop, valley and meadow

Jubilant anthems of ecstatic grace

Earth responds to the Maestro of Heaven

Emerald diadems cover her face

© Janet Martin

Things are beginning to green!
These pics are taken a month apart...

Lover

 image source: cruzine.com

You call me

Stalwart figure luring

Me to your faithful, strong, out-stretched arms

Like a tree

Planted by the water

Your roots run deep, grounded in my heart

Oh my love

The seasons leave their mark

But you grow more beautiful with time

Take me now

Let me rest in your boughs

Of brawny strength bending with the storm

© Janet Martin 

Prompt from Poetic Blooms

 Parallelogram de Crystalline is a poetry form created by Karan Naidu. This form consists of 4 verses of 3 lines each. The syllable count for each stanza is 3, 6, 9. In this style of poem, the beauty of a person is usually compared with nature and described in those terms…

Extended Grace

Song: Morning Has Broken

The night has fled, its somber shroud

Is swallowed by the plea

Of amber and magenta cloud

Spreading across the sea

Above this sphere a robe of cheer

Dissolves in rampant glow

To touch the heart, melting ramparts

Of fear and doubt and woe

Behold the glory of the Son

Reach out; inhale His grace

As mercy tumbles from Love's throne

To every hiding place

Of old and young in kindred tongue

The universe declares

That there is none, like heaven’s own

Whose wonderment compares

He stirs the fringes of deep night

Where moon and stars reside

He overrules the dark with Light

As night and morn collide

Across the earth hope’s grand re-birth

Extends this scope of Grace

We lift our eyes to glorious skies

To glimpse the Giver’s face

© Janet Martin

He makes His sun rise on the evil and on the good, and sends rain on the just and on the unjust.(Matt.5:45)

A Day for Celebration

 Serenade to Spring

This is a day for celebration

Open your heart and sing

Join the myriad of creation

Heralding the dawn of spring

This is a day of miracle-wonder

Immaculate repertoire

Ripple of zephyr and rolling of thunder

Tuning the landscape choir

This is the day of woodland-minstrels

Stories of nature’s rebirth

Open your eyes, nothing is minuscule

On this greatest day on earth

This is the day of rain-song and gold sun

Laughing on earth’s avenue

Fling back the curtain to Scene number one

Of spring’s 2012 debut

© Janet Martin

Tender Mercy

When I cannot pray for as I ought
or know how to give thanks
Oh Lord, you understand my thought
and You fill in the blanks

Janet~

I opened my mouth to praise Him
as I beheld expanding ribbons of beauty
dissolving the dark ...but could simply gape in dumb-founded awe!
...that He should love us so
as to open the pages of the sky in daily original glory!
All I could whisper was 'thank-you for seeing what I know not how to say!'