napowrimo 2018 – day 27

my wall was now a crumbled mess
and to the world I was exposed
I thought that somehow I was less
“I must rebuild it” I supposed

but now, I thought, I’d try to find
a mason who could build the wall
to greater heights – a wall refined
and strong so it would never fall!

I found a man both kind and wise
who knew the craft – just o’er the ridge
He said, “a wall you would despise
so let me build, instead, a bridge!”

I had some doubts, I must confess
but with that bridge, I’m truly blessed

~~

off prompt again for napowrimo. Today’s sonnet forms a sequel to the sonnet I wrote yesterday.

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napowrimo 2018 – day 26

day by day and year by year
I built a wall up stone by stone
each layer made that wall more dear
though I was weary to the bone

a wall to keep my loved ones near
to keep at bay the things that harm
to drive away the things of fear
and there I dwelt both safe and warm

but then one day I found a chink
a crack within my mighty wall
and quicker than a single blink
I saw the stones begin to fall

because in me I placed my trust
my fortress crumbled into dust

~~

for napowrimo.net (not on prompt today)

napowrimo 2018 – day 25

contents under pressure
be careful with this load
don’t bump or jostle, jar or jolt
or this jar might explode
don’t shake or rattle hit or bang
don’t place it under strain
my mind’s the thing that’s pressurized
so please don’t jounce my brain
but if you can, please, find the valve
that makes the pressure stop
please open it, ignore the hissssss…
it’s better than a POP

~~

our family has had a lot of things going on recently with our house. Today, one of those issues is (hopefully) going to be resolved…and hopefully will bring our stress level down at least a touch.
Written for the “warning labels” prompt at napowrimo.net

Worship

I worship not because my life is grand
Nor worship God because the sun is bright
I worship when I find I cannot stand
For God alone can guide me through the night

When sleep eludes my eyes
When black clouds fill the skies
When my soul’s rent with cries

I then must worship!