Word-flux

 

Sometimes

Words are enough

To convince

Me of

This wonder

Called

Love

Sometimes

Words slaughter

And steal

Love’s assurance

Where only words

Can

Heal 

Darling,

Let's paint a picture

Of oceans stirred

Where we capture

Perfection

Without a

Word

Janet~

Wonder-song

You fill the sea with its fortune

You interlace rock hills with gold

And into the arms of a woman-child

You placed your own Son to hold

You teach the sparrow and swallow

You nudge the bud on the limb

And You grace the harvested fallow

With whispers of day growing dim

God, you hold the stars in the heavens

Reaching fathoms beyond our scope

And you give us innocent children

To fill mundane moments with hope

You shape the fall of a raindrop

You paint the sky on the sea

But the most wonderful wonder of all, my God

Is the wonder that You love me

You point the sun through vast eons

You guide the bird to its nest

You pluck the storm from the ocean

And color the dusk in the west

You give us knowledge and wisdom

And the mortal freedom to choose

The immortal Key to your kingdom

Or the darkness of evil’s dues

God, You father nature’s deliverance

You fill the womb of the earth

God, in love’s tender benevolence

You offer redemption’s re-birth

You bind the chains of the Pleiades

You hear our most feeble call

And God, to know that You love us so

Is the most wonderful wonder of all

Father of Orion’s army

Father of each living thing

Surely Your goodness and mercy

Stirs our longing to sing

Father of boundless compassion

Father of infinity

The micro-drop of the ocean

Is but the beginning of Thee

God of eternal dominion

Perfect and righteous and just

Tipping the jars of the heavens

To nurture this vulnerable dust

Who God, but You can inspire

The bleak, barren furrow and field

Who God, but You can require

The first-fruits of Love’s gracious yield

Who God, but You, is eternal?

Who can boast anything now?

But only what we are able

Because of what You allow

Who can release trembling thunder?

Or explain Love’s mystery

And who can exceed this most wonderful wonder

That this God loves you and me?

© Janet Martin

This song was spawned by the plop of a rain-drop, and like its circle, spread...

Job 37-39

Conception of Misconception...

Poetic Bloomings invites us to try the the memento form  today.

In lack of honest, uttered word

Or the ineptness of

Their mien

In truths too seldom breathed or heard

Lost somewhere in self-love

Between

…the moment when I should have said

Those words that I chose not

To say

Before assumptions in your head

Consume your misled thought

Today

© Janet Martin

Of Destinies in the Rain

The darkness is cloaked in a mantle of rain

Out on the streets in sluggish duress

Late night stragglers suffer its cheerless caress

Pushing through its staccato refrain

Just to make it home in time to peek

At babies snuggled warmly in their cots

And soon the rain begins to soothe their thoughts

Running teardrop kisses down their cheeks

Washing away the ragged robe of cares

For surely there can be no greater joy

Than to behold the soundly-slumbering girl or boy

And to enfold them in our goodnight prayers

© Janet Martin

Meeting-place

 

He meets us

Not where we ought to be

Or in visions

Faint and far

But when we ask

Then God meets us

Exactly

Where

We

Are

He does not meet us

If and when

We earn

A silver star

But if we call

He meets us then

Exactly

As 

We 

Are

 

© Janet Martin

The Known in our Unknowns

Dear Father, I must place my hand in Thine

For oh, You know I do not know the way

A new day breathes on the horizon-line

And what a-waits, God, only You can say

The unknown like a mighty, rolling sea

On which the sailor and his ship must sail

Conceals within its depths life’s mystery

Our vessels without You, oh God are frail

But if You place Your hand beneath the tide

Then we will make it to the other side

Dear Father, keep us in Your constant care

Mortality cannot dissuade the course

Of trials that we all must surely bear

Within life’s storm; it’s cold and bitter force

Would surely toss us to merciless deeps

Where we would sink beneath fear’s murky wave

But with You, God, we trust the One who keeps

His uttered word; God, You alone can save

And in the comfort of Your promises

We press ahead into the misted tress

Dear Father, Captain of our battered bark

And Master of the currents that converge

Protect us from the demons of the dark

And shed Your Light across life’s little surge

The reward of love’s humble diligence

Will someday in Your arms be gratified

So Father, take our hands and lead us thence

Knowing in You our want is satisfied

And though the unknown trembles in the air

Dear Father, oh we know that You are there

© Janet Martin

For J&R K. Please continue to pray for the family which I constantly plead prayer for...they have sent us a letter today confirming their deepest fears and need our prayers more than ever before as they face drastic and sudden unknowns. I do not have the permission or freedom, due to their safety to tell the details of their story, but they are packing as we speak and trusting God to lead.
Here are a few of their specific prayer requests;
You can be praying for:
- saying goodbyes, there are many dear ones whom we will terribly miss and we can only pray that God will meet them wherever they are in their journey with Him
- for the details of packing up 4 years of life here, what to keep, sell, give away etc.
- for our aching hearts, it is hard to say goodbye to a place that we have come to dearly love

And they close with this verse:
 

When the whirlwind passes, the wicked is no more,
But the righteous has an everlasting foundation.
Proverbs 10:25

Intimacy of Ink

 

With you

The intimate

Possibility

And desire

Of what may transpire

Keeps me returning

Again,

Again

For the burning yearning

Of its hidden fire

Spawns intricate fantasy

An unrestrained intimacy

In obscure romances

And beautiful dances

Flowing enchantingly

A perpetual ecstasy

In the bittersweet

Melody

Of 
The Pen
and The Poetry

© Janet~

Winter Wandering of Feet and Mind

Across the frozen field of brittle plume

Raw, ragged mumbles grumble, tumble cold

They wander through earth’s barren living-room

Like wastrels searching for their squandered gold

Bronze shroud of milkweed shivers, robbed of silk

Flung fecklessly in autumn wantonness  

Now sunlight, pale as sallow honeyed milk

Spills impotently on winter’s duress

While we, trespassers on its powdered hush

Caught in the vortex of longing and love

Pause on the fringe of muted underbrush

To drink the echoes trickling from above

Of green leaf sigh and murmured melodies

Borne in the bantering of summer’s breeze

***

The fallow, in its brief sabbatical

Inspires farmers; his anxieties  

Don eager dreams; his passion virginal

Despite its annual perplexities

And as the wind sashays and pirouettes

Across the still and stricken country-side

Where furrows sleep beneath the silhouettes

Of evergreen against the eventide

And as the farmer nods beside the hearth

Of flick’ring flame while blizzards deck the fir

Somewhere within his chest as in the earth

The nucleus of spring begins to stir

Beneath life’s disappointment and its doubt

Tender belief and hope begins to sprout

***

The woodland does not cast judgment on us

Or render its assumptions as full proof

Of our ineptness; here kind moments pause

As we bow beneath limb and snow-scrim roof

To worship without barriers of time

Or the distraction of man’s shallow ploy

Woodlot cathedral, sacred and sublime

We praise its Maker with unguarded joy

The hour of strife’s turmoil will subside

We battle its forces beneath, above

Though gods of self are never satisfied

Our One True God simply desires our love

Here on the palm of argent hinterland

I hear Him whisper in the winter-land

© Janet Martin

Yesterday's wide open afternoon was the perfect canvas for thinking and skiing as far and fast or slow as the heart desired:) It seemed like even the wind was taking a sabbatical; all was calm and still...the calm before freezing-rain-storm.