poetry – Page 5 – Stabbing Windmills

Lamentations for Daddy

I miss you today

But I miss you every day

Since you went away

But sometimes my mind

In preservation thinks you are fine

Just at home where we last spoke

Before the phone call when my heart broke

Though many events unfolded that morn

Somehow my soul knew you were on your way HOME

Not the temporary place we are passing through

But the eternal home with the Maker and the Saints

Though I miss you today

And every minute to come

I could never selfishly call you back from home

You are free , fully healed and at peace

So for now I will treasure the lessons and memories

And keep missing you each moment

And some moments I cry

But I also rejoice in hope

Because soon we will reunite in the blink of an eye

Cluttered

My mind, my house , my inbox

My guest room, my closet

My schedule, my to do list

My mind

Too much noise

Too much information

Sensory overload

Moth and rust will feast

Unless

I find the time

to clear my mind

Declutter my home

Let it go

And quit filling the void

with more food for moths and rust

Misery go round

caught up in the race

Passivity does not hold the cure

She actually feeds the disesase

INTENTIONAL

MINDFUL

FOCUS – my Achilles heel

OVERCOME

DECLUTTER my home

Clear my schedule

Clear my mind

Be fruitful

Reap and Sow

Feed the one

You want to grow

Valley of Grief

Penned: June 18,2014

In the valley we are learning

what it means to walk by faith and not by sight.

Cause what I have seen, I don’t want to recall.

But what was not tangible in the deepest of night

is what I could see clearest of all.

It’s that peace that defies reason,

it’s the hope beyond the pain.

It’s the breath we keep on taking

though we’ll never be the same.

It’s the beauty that rises from the ashes.

It’s the hope that drowns out the fear.

It’s the love of my Savior

that wipes away every tear.

I cannot imagine this without Jesus.

He has been here from the start

and he only drew closer

when he knew this would break our hearts.

But the things I have seen,

you can’t see with your eyes.

I wish you had time so I could explain

how our Lord has held us

and carries us through this pain.

Rainy Ramblings

The days keep passing

The earth keeps spinning

And I can’t seem to

Just slow down

So many aspirations

And ambitions

And ways

To make the world a better place

But they are trapped

In my mind

Intentions are good

But not intentional

The sky is crying

And so is my soul

Cause I can’t fix the problems

Of all I hold close

But I am helping almost strangers

And even though I point to all the signs

You don’t realize the danger

of complacency

self condemnation

Meditation but on the wrong things

have to replace the

negativity

with some hope that is real

hoping in time

hope is what you will feel

wish i could do it for you

I tried , I tried, I tried

but i can not

sitting here

cheering you on

letting you know

you are not alone

keep pressing on

i know you don’t even have the strength

for just one step

so just promise me

to take one more breath

and then another

and again

cause it will get better

in time i know

but til it does

just hold on

sky is crying

and so is my soul

I wish I had the salve

for all the troubled souls

i do not but I know where it is

but here is the funny thing about medicine

you can prescribe it, buy it, sit it out

but you can’t make them ingest it

praying til

you see the hope that is real

and until you feel the truth of who you are

just look up at the stars

their Maker made you

you shine like that too

you can’t see it

but you are too close

a bigger piture

a different view

we all see it

through and through

gonna keep affirming it

til someday you do too

Grey Skies

Grey skies are welcomed just as well as blue

Turmoil and strife shunned the sun

So she won’t be making an appearance today

Not because she cannot or is too weak to endure

Slanderous slings

antagonistic arrows

or entitled expectations

But because she need not

Even when she takes center stage

There are some , not all but more so that usual as of late

That persist to engage in sorrowful shenanigans

Deceit, division, despair, and even damnation

Oh don’t they get it?

Can’t they see?

She shines brighter hoping to turn their eyes away from the darkness

But Pride and Envy seem to lure them back in

For some it is Lust and Greed

And don’t let Sloth fool by his slowness

His calamity is more insidious

but his effects are equally poisonous

That silly Sun , she still shines

She is trying to keep Wrath at bay

But today… she just wearied from it all

And took a break

Perhaps she will be missed

Maybe that will wake them up

From sedating complacency and self absorption

Maybe just maybe

For some

But perhaps not for others

Either way…

She will be back tomorrow no doubt

Even though the others keep creeping in

She can’t help but shine

Because it was what she was made for

Mountains to Scale

Wanted to climb that mountain

It’s rugged terrain proved a worthy opponent

Exhilaration at the summit!

I can just imagine it.

Wading through pools of duties and emotions unsorted

I must save that mountain for another day.

Summits and steep climbs summon, sure to supply spectacular sport

Right now reality reminds

Each mountaintop endures…

Shadowy valleys and mediocre hills

Mundane and mucky meandering must manifest

Is it not the ordinary that prepares one for the ethereal?

©️2021 sillypoeticnurse

Salve for the Soul

Feelings, and feelings, and feelings. Let me try thinking instead.
C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed

Sometimes the feeling and thinking are all too much. ESPECIALLY if you are an OVERTHINKER like me.
Sometimes what we need to do is just sit quietly listening to the tunes that open the portal to all those emotions you feel but cannot adequately express, tunes that can make a symphony of all those thoughts that apart from the music seems like chaotic distractions.
For the feelings and the thoughts I am thankful the Creator gave us the gift of music and for those anointed in the craft. (which I am not- lyrics perhaps but not the instruments)

Sing the songs of your soul

As they dance with the songs of mine

Singing to the One who soothes souls

Whose faithfulness echoes throughout time

Play the tunes of your heart

Play them for those who cannot play

And we’ll meet in the rhythm

Get lost in the melody

And get through another day.

Long lost friend

When the streets are wet, and the skies are grey

And the drip drop rhythm of the soft falling rain

Plays a sweet melody, like an old welcome friend

Then my mind settles and heart stirs again

It has been fenced off in survival mode since summer appeared in fiery force

Makes it easier to push forward through jagged climbs and marathon treks

When you stay shallow or seem detached

Not unfeeling or calloused just a means to cope

Pushing forward each step fueled only by hope

And here in an intermission from the toil

A sweet shower from the skies dares my heart to engage my mind

She looks back and sighs in gratitude and awe

We have made it this far , what a long road it has been

Knowing all too well to enjoy this smooth patch because around the bend there are likely to be more treacherous climbs

But we are not there yet

We are here

In this moment

With peaceful grey skies

And rhythmic soothing rain

Cooling off the boiling pavement

Calming my overactive brain

Oh sweet rain do not forget to fall

Soft and steady, not too fast to flood

just enough to cool and refresh a thirsty ground

How sweet the sound of drip drop rain

Washing the weariness down the drain

Refreshed and ready to take to the hills again

Misunderstood Guest

It cannot rain all the time

And neither can it sun

Life with all its ups and downs

Won’t always be fun

Sad Days are casual guests

They’ve been given a bad name

But without their visits

How would we notice when Glee and Cheer came

And Sad Days help us sort thru all the mess

For their conversations are deepest and the best

Deep thoughts lead to introspection

Introspection leads to confession

Confession cloaked in truth

Leads to repentance and that leaves us renewed

It cannot rain all the time but rain must come down

Watering seeds planted in the ground

Seeds painfully break forth to new life

As rain yields to the sun

Fresh blossoms of joy spring forth

Then Glee and Cheer will come

Rabbit Holes

Pardon me, kind Sir.

It seems yet again

I’ve taken many a twist

And yet another turn

Our destination won’t likely come

As we planned with the setting sun

But we shall get there

I don’t mean to linger

Or wander along the way

But so much beauty lies around each bend

And I know your aim is industrious

But if you would be so kind

To indulge a wandering mind

We’ll reach the journey’s end in due time

But cool rivers seem to beckon toes

And hills long to be climbed

And this beautiful tree bends her boughs

To make this perfect spot to recline

Duty calls and deadlines screech

But can’t we for but a day

Take in the treasures along the path

Enjoy adventure along the way

Because the day becomes the night becomes the day

And soon

The bones will be too frail to leap

In and out of the rabbit holes

So let’s take it all in before we sleep