It's Up To Words...or Not

 Writer's Digest PAD Challenge day 20: For today’s prompt, write a poem of what goes unsaid

Speak before we think

Or think before we speak

It is this response that shows

Character, strong, weak

Voice our strong opinion

…or speak not a word

Often what we really say

Is far more seen than heard

Should somebody stumble

Or should someone fall

Lend a hand to help them, then

Let silence say it all

Word upon the tongue, love

Is but blatant noise

If it does not jive with

That which Touch deploys

Sweet second mile silence

Tells more by its care

Than proficient tongue-manship

Spilling from a chair

Knowing when to list, love

Knowing when to speak

The spirit is willing

But the mouth is weak

© Janet Martin

Cool with Being Uncool

 'Waiter, I'll have one tall sunset-on-the-rocks, please'

Writer's Digest PAD Challenge two-for-two Tues.

For today’s prompt, take on one (or both) of the following prompts:

• Write a cool poem. Or…
• Write a uncool poem.

She never will be cool

Dazed by the craze

Of Cool, New Ways

To do those

Old-school things

She clings

More dearly to

The tried and true…

Uncool

Or she feels like an old-timer

At a Young-people’s pool

Party

© Janet Martin

Learning to Trust

It is not easy to tender

Splendor of fond dream to trust

How hard is true heart-surrender

Of this stubborn mortal dust

It is not easy to whisper

‘Not my will but thine, oh God’

When we know that He may answer

With love’s keen, chastening rod

It is not easy to utter

With pure, humble heart and soul

Words that jar our human nature

‘Lord, I give thee full control’

© Janet Martin

Pretending, Because We Know...

Sometimes we must pretend to love

The modest moments of Today

While someone else is sporting gold

But we are offered gray on gray

And sometimes then, when we don’t feel

The smile we press upon our lips

And sportsmanlike try to conceal

The restless sigh that...oops, just slips

…then we pretend because we know

The ebb and flow of day to day

Will tuck into its come and go

The gold that waits after the gray

© Janet Martin 

I have a go-getter friend who had a knee replacement surgery and her patience in recuperation is being...'refined'

Hi Elaine:-)

Hugs and prayers!

Of Fresh-spun Threads...and What They Weave

The cloth of night to day

From moment-metered loom

Unfolds from reams into a grave

That no one can exhume

It weaves with fresh-spun thread

Discourse of daily path

Yet, our footsteps always tread

On Yester-aftermath

Last night is washed to sea

A new day fills its spot

And though each soon is history

The aftermath is not

How careful we should break

From Mercy’s providence

Our portion of Love’s give and take

Impacting every Thence

© Janet Martin