You Keep Me Running… #poetry

I run toward the sun

press hope to my soul

will feet forward

rough and dusty road

 

Look over my back

pursuit darkness’ aim

a claim upon my life

forward, aghast they gain

 

I run toward the son

press hope to my soul

will feet forward

rough and dusty road

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life is in the balance

in my shoe  a stone

press on a little longer

closer now, I’m home

 

 

 

David a shepherd, a psalmist, a king understood the running from and running toward “something.”

David was always running toward God in faith and running from enemies, his own king, his son, his guilt…

What are you running from? what are you running toward?

Are you longing for a peaceful green pasture to lay down on today?

Are  the talons of fear and darkness digging into all hope, all resolve?

Call out  to Jesus you who are weak, afraid, burdened.

 “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.”

Mathew 11:28

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Used to Be Home #fires #California #poetry

natural beauty

cruel embroiled waves

obscured by flames

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a tricylcle all alone

picture – a melted phone

can’t reach home

For those of you who are in California our prayers are ongoing. We check in by phone and grateful that family can still pick it up. But there are many lines that will never ring again

Thank you Firefighters – yours is a thankless job!!!

Healthy at Home #covid #elderly #atozchallenge

There’s no place like home and at the moment that is where everyone is. From the village (Uganda) to the city (San Francisco) hut or palace people are in their domiciles to prevent the spread of Covid-19.

The objective is to keep everyone healthy and for the sickness to curve downward and stop infecting people.

There are (as you have heard) additional considerations for keeping the elderly healthy especially now.

My client Henry has Alzheimers.

“Henry we can’t go to play bridge today; there is a virus that is making many people sick.”

“okay what will we do instead? When are we going to play bridge?”

The stay at home order is rough for everyone. Keeping the elderly safe is the first order of business so what little social life he/she had isn’t happening.

TV is good distraction for the elderly (in moderation). I spoke about some fun and low impact exercises. Gets those muscles moving and gets their minds off the routine that we spent months building.

Making crafts or cookies with a female client would be good. Even if my client cannot make the craft, she can be engaged in the activity.

Keeping the frustration level down, staying well hydrated and healthy is a tall order.

I’m pouring a tall class of cold tea – anyone want a glass?

How are you staying healthy at home?

 

Kids Make a Home #atozchallenge #haiku

As my children were growing up, we had a house with room for our children and their friends to play. We kept our big dining room table open for cards, puzzles,board games. The pool was always ready for Marco Polo, volleyball and diving competition. Our yard  welcomed games of  croquet and badminton.  We often had 20 – 30 kids at one time and sometimes as many as 50. The memories will long outlive the street lamp in the front. My children were all home this past weekend for a late Easter. We stayed up late eating, laughing and playing games.

 

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swarms of giggles

one yard, play four seasons

makes a house a home

Do kids make your house seem more like a home?

The prompt at Poets United Midweek Motif is Home.

I am participating in the A to Z Challenge and visiting these folks today:

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The Lighthouse #haiku #photography

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Tossed by life’s storm

pressed against rocks and foam

Light my way home

 

 

The prompt at Chevrefeuille’s Carpe Diem is Lighthouse of Alexandria. The lighthouse is symbolic of many things the light bearer just one among many.

Pine Trees #haiku #nature #poetry

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mountain filled scent

 limbs reach toward the sky

welcome home

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I don’t know what you think of when you see or smell a pine tree but I think about home. As a child, I lived in and among the pine trees. I climbed the 20 foot trees around our home and realized they aren’t a great tree for climbing.

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The Carpe Diem Time Glass prompt gives a 12 hour window to write a haiku. Depending on when you check in, you may have 12 minutes. Today’s prompt is the photograph and Pine Tree.

moving time

I decided to add my drawing of the hour-glass. I am still working on it – it’s hard to get sand particles really small.

Hope the week is starting out well for you!!!

Why I Left My Heart in San Francisco #poetry #photography

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Palace of Fine Arts ~ L. Moon 2010

memories of a child

filtered through the glass of the rainbow

stained and etched color jubilee

standing on a rocking bench

bay wind lashing clothes and hair

no thought that the waves

and you so wee

could make you its bobbing captive

Memories of a child

filtered through the glass of the rainbow

grasping for the end of the stars

dancing to the ringing chimes

of the bell calling out through the fog

ride me to the end of the line

those jaunty cable cars

catch the end of tomorrow

Memories of a child

filtered through the glass of the rainbow

feeding squirrels her task

Golden Gate park their chosen home

It’s It dripping through small fingers it's it

The Art Deco pavilion a staid lady

musical notes of the past in her grasp

a view of a garden paradise

Memories of a child

filtered through the glass of the rainbow

never letting go

the sounds and smells

of the city she loves best

her heart is left behind

pressed in the pages of a living album

San Francisco

her city – her home

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photograph of Edwin Deakin’s painting ~ 1915

Artwork: Edwin Deakin

Photographer: Thanks to Mark James Miller for allowing public domain access to this work

“Palace of Fine Arts” © L. Moon

Lost in the Mist #poetry #photoprompt

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A dark mist swirls about her feet

her fervent calls return to her

that which she has lost she must find

a dark mist swirls about her feet

forward she trods to the unknown

without that which she loves she is lost

A dark mist swirls about her feet

something white breaks through

now in hope they can find home

The picture prompt from Picture it and Write was too enticing to turn up.

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Dawn’s Welcome #photography #poetry #haiku

painted dawn

Welcome to Dawn’s glow

horizon’s welcome me

threshold of my home

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Welcome to Dawn’s glow

cheerfully lights my way

to the path unknown

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Welcome to Dawn’s  glow

a way open to this day

keep me safe I pray

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Welcome to Dawn’s glow

a promise of  tomorrrows

bringing you to me

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Photography “Painted Winter Dawn” copyright L. Moon 2013

Faith & Entropy

Gud skaper noko nytt ved sitt Ord og sin Ande, vi kan ta imot det i tru og få oppleve at han gjer sitt verk med oss. Hans skaparkraft verkar konstuktivt i våre liv og skaper noko som er verdifullt for oss. Naturkreftene verkar nedebrytande, i fylgje entropilova, men Gud er Ånd og det som er født av hans Ande består. Jesu frelsesverk er fullbrakt og fullkome. Han er den siste Adam, som er ifrå himmelen og som for oss har vorte ei livgjevande ånd. Han gjev oss den Heilage Ande frå himmelen av berre nåde. Han gjev oss det evige livet.

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