A dandelion a day
Keeps the blues away;
Daffodils at play
Keep the tears at bay.
Out of the ground they spring
With joy abounding
A promise of life to bring
To hearts in waiting.
“Jesus said to her, ‘I am the resurrection and the life. The one who believes in me will live, even though they die; and whoever lives by believing in me will never die. Do you believe this?'”
John 11: 25-26
I’m seeing orange everywhere
Everywhere I go
An imprint of a twilight
The prelude of a sunset
A dawn’s golden fest
The color of the autumn leaf
And a patch of pumpkin grins.
Deuteronomy 7: 9 — Know therefore that the LORD your God is God, the faithful God who keeps covenant and steadfast love with those who love him and keep his commandments, to a thousand generations.
Ephesians 1: 3-4 — Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who has blessed us in Christ with every spiritual blessing in the heavenly places, even as he chose us in him before the foundation of the world, that we should be holy and blameless before him.
Psalm 27:5 — For he will hide me in his shelter in the day of trouble; he will conceal me under the cover of his tent; he will lift me high upon a rock.
Cee's FOTD Challenge
Many, perhaps, from so simple a flower,
This little lesson may borrow,
Patient today, through its gloomiest hour,
We come out the brighter tomorrow.
H. F. Gould
For Cee's FOTD Challenge
“Iglish”: palm-burst noise
City garden cries havoc
Blunt carpe diem
Inbred posturing front rows
Masks of covetous fury.
The English tanka form has a 5-7-5-7-7 syllabic structure and is written from the poet's point of view. Update: I think I counted right on a do-over of the second and third lines a day later and a tanka shorter! 😅 For Colleen's Weekly Tanka Tuesday Challenge and Cee's FOTD challenge.
Common-Place or “Locus Communis” — a place to remember
I don’t know about you, but I’m hanging on to summer as long as I can! For fellow simpaticos, here’s a late summer bloom and a Christina Rossetti poem to help.
The Rose The lily has a smooth stalk, Will never hurt your hand; But the rose upon her brier Is lady of the land. There's sweetness in an apple tree, And profit in the corn; But lady of all beauty Is a rose upon a thorn. When with moss and honey She tips her bending brier, And half unfolds her glowing heart, She sets the world on fire. -- Christina Rossetti (1830-1894)
Portrait of Christina Rosetti by Dante Gabriel Rosetti
For more on Rosetti, see my Common-Place Jottings post on “Rossetti Rhymes”
for Cee’s FOTD
Undeterred, she ate them, sacrificing herself. (#sixwordstory)
For Cee's FOTD Shweta's Six Word Story Prompt (write a story using only six words, including "free")
Joseph’s 2020 Home Photo Challenge
All your works praise you, Lord;
your faithful people extol you.
Psalm 145: 10
If a man could pass through Paradise in a dream, and have a flower presented to him as a pledge that his soul had really been there, and if he found that flower in his hand when he awake – Aye, what then?
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Something about ferns cheers me. Like seeing dandelions growing in pavement cracks, spotting ferns in bursts of green under shady trees or hanging under shady porches is like seeing familiar friends. This one hangs out on our deck enjoying the summer sun.
