A Blue Look At Love

PAD Challenge day 25: The final two-for-Tuesday prompt in April @Poetics Aside poem-a-day challenge is always: 

Write a love poem. Write an anti-love poem

Sometimes I hate you, Love

The way you leave me blue

And render me inept to prove

The magnitude of you

The greatest joy of you

Prepares my deepest woe

And sometimes I am torn in two

Betwixt your high and low

Sometimes I hate your touch

A knife with double-edge

I never did care for pain much

But without it 

You're dead

© Janet Martin

Invisible Impetus

Wow, what a lot of Common Task awaits my attention today.

Good thing there's more to it then mere scrub, dig, sweep, polish etc.

Here's to the Lamplighter of the soul!

It’s not so much

The thing we do,

The hard climb up,

The quick descent

Nor is it the

Heart-bits we rue

Scattered across

The way time went

It’s not so much

This have and hold,

The growing old

With push and shove

It’s not so much

What we enfold

As the impetus of it:

Love

© Janet Martin

PAD Challenge day 25: The final two-for-Tuesday prompt in April @Poetics Aside poem-a-day challenge is always: 

Write a love poem. 

Write an anti-love poem

Trust's Sacred Prize

Sometimes the things we wish for

Make us wait and wait until

We learn the lesson God intended

…just to trust His will

Sometimes the things we long for

Stirs the heart to realize

The presence of One greater

Who bestows trust’s sacred prize

Sometimes the things we hope for

Are the hardest to release

But God so rich in mercy

If we trust Him, grants us peace

© Janet Martin

House of Faith or The Evidence of the Unseen

PAD Challenge 24: For today’s prompt, write a faith poem.

Belief is a Bastion, stable and sure

Love is the mortar that makes it secure

Hope is the framework of mortality

Faith is the footing that we cannot see

Without Belief, what crux anchors life’s goal?

Without love what merit sustains the soul?

Without hope this frame of folly will fall

Because without faith we have nothing at all

© Janet Martin

 Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.

Heb.11:1