Friday, December 6, 2019
Thursday and Friday
I am combining my first Thursday of the month, Spiritual Thursday's post hosted by Irene Latham, and Poetry Friday with Tanita as hostess! You can read the Spiritual Thursday's writers' posts about their OLW "One Little Word" for 2019 - a recap of the words that directed lives this year, and poetry for a Friday. Thank you, Michelle Barnes, for sharing my poem today at Today's Little Ditty. You have so much on your plate that is delicious and savorable! And I am so pleased to have contributed to your newest anthology! I'm enjoying the reading and rereading!
I have not been up to speed on my blog, but I blog when I can, and when there's inspiration. Here's today's time and inspiration. Perhaps you can guess what my One Little Word will be for next year.
Wordless?
I did not
have a word.
But I did have
days and weeks of
treading;
fortnights and months of
searching;
hours of waking;
minutes of sleeping;
pacing
without a word.
It was a time of
gluing together,
ripping apart,
changing direction,
forging ahead;
juggling shattered plates
without a word.
It was
packing,
unpacking,
repacking,
thinking,
unthinking,
rethinking,
heaving memorabilia,
savoring memories,
learning new road signs,
carving new life signs.
It was
leaving,
arriving,
leaving
without compass
or sextant
(the stars were clouded anyway);
the GPS recalculating
route and
distance and
ETA
still without a word.
There were storms withstood,
dancing dreams,
pins and needles.
There were
guessings
and blessings,
But never was there a word
of anchor.
I think it would have required
a boulder sized word,
or maybe mountainous.
Perhaps that should have been my word.
Mountain -
(For that is what I sought)
The refuge of a mountain,
above the fray,
closer to pray.
I dragged rocks around that
I could have given away
or should have let stay.
Next year
a word
Lighter than air
fluttery like a butterfly
confident as a robin,
happy as hopping,
spider web strong,
fearless regardless,
positive as punctuating with a period,
full of yes, more, please -
sparse of nay and
devoid of dismay
I'll grasp,
Yet all the while
I'll recall how
Faith
is knowing I can,
with help,
even
without a word.
by Donna JT Smith, 12/5/2019
Thank you for reading. Thank you for always being so, so positive and supportive. I love this group.
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