Thursday, April 30, 2009

Today: April 30, 2009

Well, I've done it- I took the Poem a Day Challenge, and have written a poem, or something resembling a poem, every day this month. Hurrah!

Now I need to get to working more diligently on some self-imposed deadlines, and finish some projects I've been working on- One is slated to have a completed rough draft by May 15th, and the other by June 30th. There, now that I've posted that, I'd better get to work...

Monday, April 20, 2009

April 20, 2009

Sometimes I have so many good things I want to do, I don't know where to start. So I find myself substituting a time-waster, or at least something that is much lower on my priority list than the things I can't decide upon.
For example, first thing in the morning, I like to get a load of laundry washing, eat breakfast, feed the chickens, check the garden, exercise, have my personal worship and "quiet time" and get something started for dinner or lunch. But I don't have myself organized properly, so I end up signing on to the computer and wasting an hour. Pathetic.
So today I am setting my schedule so that I don't have to think about it any more. It's not really hard- just takes establishing the habits! I hope!

Monday, April 13, 2009

April 13, 2009

Today's prompt in the Poem-a-Day Challenge was to write a poem incorporating a hobby. Any mother knows that time to pursue hobbies can be very scarce during these growing-up years. I have lots of interests, and I dabble in lots of things. That's sort of the direction my poem for today took. Here it is:

Incorporate a hobby.
That's what I like to do.
Make a pleasurable pastime
instead of simply "having to."

A body’s got to eat
but there is more that can be said-
there’s the art of grinding flour
and creating daily bread.

Our children will grow and need to know
so many things, and I
can learn and grow along with them-
not merely standing by.

With a field guide and binoculars
I look closely at the tree
and then shuffle through the pages
to find the bird I see.

You can’t get more mundane than laundry
but I find it’s kind of fun
to make my special laundry soap
and get the cleaning done.

They say, the Jack of all trades
has mastered not a one
I think that may be true of me,
and when my life is done...

I will have tried a bit of this
and practiced some of that
as many times necessity
has made me change my hat.

I’m learning to quilt, make paper,
and I keep a couple of hens;
the garden produces enough
to give some away to friends.

I haven’t got credentials,
Not an expert anything
But maybe there is more to life
than just accomplishing...

Incorporate a hobby.
That's what I like to do.
Making LIFE a pleasurable pastime
instead of simply "having to."

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Thursday, April 09, 2009

4/9/2009

Writer's Digest promotes a "Poem a Day" challenge. Write a poem every day. I've done this before on my own, but decided to participate in the challenge this year. Today's prompt was to write about a memory. This one is for Luke.

Memories

You don't know,
standing there, a man now.

You don't know
that somehow, despite the broad shoulders
of your adult frame
and although the face may be bearded now-
when you smile, little lines are etched in those familiar creases

You don't know, you can't know

I look at you, amazed.
You are a person, grown- no child
A person it seems I hardly know today
and yet I have
so many years of knowing

You are still
the child I held to my heart
even before you were born

Even now,
I see your infant face gazing intently at my own.
your child face as you looked at things you'd never seen before,
and shared the wonder-
first words- so many words!
first steps gave way to
sure steps and then
to mountain climbing feet

And now, a man.
A person separate from me
and yet
never separate from the child
always in my heart.

You can go away from me-
must go away from me, it seems-
but you will never, ever
not be
in my heart.

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