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Link: Let All Earth Give Thanks
Category Archives: Poetry
Oct31
OctPoWriMo Day 31
My goal for OctPoWriMo this year was 16 poems, one on every odd-numbered day. I’m happy to say I only missed one, for a total of 15 poems.
Today’s prompt is light, dark, and shadow. The form is a new one for me, parallelogram de crystalline.
Embrace the light darkness reigns unworthiness shames me I hide among the shadows cold ostracized my only protection is silent invisibility spark ignites hope and love surprise me writing me a new biography I step forth boldness overcomes fear I embrace the light, defeating dark ©ARHuelsenbeck
Oct30
Creative Juice #214
Interesting ideas.
- Make a quilt from your travel photos.
- Do you know musician Bret Blackshear? Lovely guitar picking.
- Precious family moments captured.
- Here’s a list of holiday albums from a few years ago. If you can find them, they may be on clearance. . .
- Some interesting Zentangle tiles.
- Day of the Dead quilts.
- For the writers: some writing prompts.
- Velásquez’ Bacchus.
- Animal sculptures in Branson.
- What are you passionate about?
- Will the trick-or-treaters be coming to your house tomorrow night?
- I love this pumpkin wisdom.
- An adorable Halloween quilt.
- A different kind of mask from the ones we’re all wearing right now.
Oct29
OctPoWriMo Day 29
The prompt is railroad.
Train ride to Flemington when the kids were little we didn’t have much money I remember one summer outing I drove the oldest three kids to Ringoes and we took the train to Flemington I think it was their very first train ride now, Flemington had once been a recreation of a colonial town with costumed weavers and glassblowers and the Stangl pottery factory but by then it was only a quaint village with shops I remember we rode in an open air car we chugged along fields of goldenrod and Queen Anne’s lace and our allergies kicked in we didn’t have much money but I gave each kid a dollar I don’t remember what the girls bought but Matt, age 6, got 10 monster finger puppets with wiggly arms he called them the Boogie Brothers they were hilarious when we got home Greg admired Matt’s puppets and gave them all silly names Matt calmly told him he was wrong Greg held up each puppet one by one and said, “What’s this one’s name?” and for each one Matt answered in all seriousness “Matt” while I laughed until tears rolled down my cheeks
©ARHuelsenbeck
Oct27
OctPoWriMo Day 27
Today’s prompt is magic/magical, but I’m going with mystic/mystery.
Form: Terzanelle
help me see the mystery far more exists than what I can see reality hidden by a veil for what exists is more than I see I wander along a rocky trail how do I reveal the truth I sense reality hidden by a veil wandering a path from ages hence how do I live the truth I reveal how do I reveal the truth I sense how do I live up to the ideal I long to discover my true soul how do I live the truth I reveal how long until I am truly whole and use my power as intended I long to discover my true soul my life so far has been pretended far more exists than what I can see I use my power as intended for what exists is more than I see ©ARHuelsenbeck
Oct25
OctPoWriMo Day 25
The prompt is breaking the rules.
experimenting with anarchy stretching the limits breaking all the rules transitioning into chaos disdaining order defying respectability today I will not brush my teeth I will exceed the speed limit and not come to a complete stop at the stop sign nor engage my parking brake I will leave off the period at the end of my sentence and not capitalize arizona I will skip my vegetables and eat dessert first my rebellion has a time limit disobedience makes me anxious back to normal tomorrow
©ARHuelsenbeck
Oct23
OctPoWriMo Day 23
The prompt is gratitude.
In All Circumstances Give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus (1 Thessalonians 5:18 NIV). All right, God. Because You say so. Thanks a lot for this scourge that has killed hundreds of thousands of people worldwide. I can sincerely thank You for the people who call their elderly neighbors and say “Is there anything you need?” I thank You also for the doctors and nurses and orderlies who work long hours caring for the sick. For the grocery clerks who stock the shelves and who gather customer’s orders. For the people who conscientiously wash their hands and wear their masks. For the people who lost their jobs and don’t know where their next meal will come from. For the people who don’t know how they will pay their rent. For the children who can’t go to school. Thank You also for the people who died alone, whose loved ones wanted to be there to comfort them, but weren’t allowed. You see my tears and You know I am devastated for them and angry at You for letting this happen. But I know there are also blessings that I can’t see. So I thank You for Your invisible movement through this valley. I thank You that out of pain and death You can make life and beauty, even if I can’t see it now. It hurts. But I trust You. And I thank You. Even though I don’t know why.
©ARHuelsenbeck
Oct19
OctPoWriMo Day 19
Today’s prompt is being in the present.
my husband gets ready for bed I hear him snap his hearing aids into the charger the water runs he spits toothpaste into the sink I hear the dryer’s signal I still have work to do I’m tired, too my day’s been long with chores and errands I want to sleep until I wake refreshed but we have an early appointment his, not mine but he can’t do anything alone anymore our days are logistics problems to be solved nothing is easy we don’t know when things will be “normal” again I remember a different time when I was sleep deprived caring for our five children never a dull moment laughter and tears the days seemed endless but their childhood was over in a blink
©ARHuelsenbeck
Oct17
OctPoWriMo Day 17
Today’s prompt is dancing under the stars.
Dancing with the dog the dog wants out and I dance around the pool weighed down with an extra 10 pounds the result of staying at home it used to be I’d dance for three hours every Tuesday night now we don’t gather so I’m limited to a few minutes under the stars and music only I can hear I sway right and left touch heel and toe one foot crosses over the other and my fingers snap in rhythm slowly I make my way around the pool then slip into the backdoor the dog prancing in behind me
©ARHuelsenbeck
Oct16
Creative Juice #212
I much prefer these uplifting, creative articles to the news these days.
- Turn up your nose at balloon animals? Not these.
- Tesselated zentangles.
- Gorgeous wildlife photography.
- Artists’ and writers’ workspaces. Mine looks like Francis Bacon’s right now.
- Quilting memories in verse.
- If you’re a parent who is also a bookworm.
- For the writers: We unsubscribed from the local newspaper about a year ago—it just got way too expensive. But if you still read the local newspaper, have you considered it as a writing resource?
- You can’t do every good thing. Here is an October Zentangle challenge that I’d love to be doing, but I’m participating in two other October challenges. I know my limits. However, I love what Alice has done.
- A quilter tells the story behind one of her quilts.
- Folk dancing tips during the pandemic.
- I love looking at people’s art journals.
- I love looking over Lindsay’s shoulder while she’s painting.
