Submissions by rockyriver
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am a lifelong writer. I am a poetess, and an occasional blogger. I see my world and translate it into words to better understand it. Writing is breathing, writing is thinking, writing is being.
Vision
In the valley,
a river flows.
In the valley,
creation is shown.
In the valley,
is where
I become
fully loved and known.
I imagine my time there,
waiting...
I imagine the sun there,
fading...
falling away,
beyond
the long day,
upon a mountain top
for a moment,
it lays.
In glorious color
it bathes.
In awe and worship
I praise
my Creator
whose work
is displayed
as silently
I wait.
I look
into His face...
I look
into His...
a river flows.
In the valley,
creation is shown.
In the valley,
is where
I become
fully loved and known.
I imagine my time there,
waiting...
I imagine the sun there,
fading...
falling away,
beyond
the long day,
upon a mountain top
for a moment,
it lays.
In glorious color
it bathes.
In awe and worship
I praise
my Creator
whose work
is displayed
as silently
I wait.
I look
into His face...
I look
into His...
#nature
#God
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Treasure
As I wandered
Through the day
Thinking thoughts
Along the way
Gazed at trees
Bright displays
Contrast to this
Day in gray
Same sun
Softens ice
Hardens clay
Same sun
Gives us light
Fades away
Same sun
Warms our faces
Burns in pain
Wind can change
Steal a flame
Steal the heat
Bring the rain
A wisp of smoke
Distorts the way
Window closed
Shattered pane
Same tree
Blocks the light
Brings the shade
Same strength
Holds...
Through the day
Thinking thoughts
Along the way
Gazed at trees
Bright displays
Contrast to this
Day in gray
Same sun
Softens ice
Hardens clay
Same sun
Gives us light
Fades away
Same sun
Warms our faces
Burns in pain
Wind can change
Steal a flame
Steal the heat
Bring the rain
A wisp of smoke
Distorts the way
Window closed
Shattered pane
Same tree
Blocks the light
Brings the shade
Same strength
Holds...
#God
#mystery
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Be Still
Be still and know this moment
Be still and seek His face
Be still and listen for His voice
Be still and contemplate
Be still and know the Lord is God
Exalt His holy name
Be still and let Him fight for you
In weakness feel His strength
Be still and hear the silence
Find hope inside of pain
Be still and wait for guidance
Prepare your soul for change
Be still in calm and quiet
Like babe at mother’s breast
Cultivate a heart content
Be still and seek His rest
...
Be still and seek His face
Be still and listen for His voice
Be still and contemplate
Be still and know the Lord is God
Exalt His holy name
Be still and let Him fight for you
In weakness feel His strength
Be still and hear the silence
Find hope inside of pain
Be still and wait for guidance
Prepare your soul for change
Be still in calm and quiet
Like babe at mother’s breast
Cultivate a heart content
Be still and seek His rest
...
#silence
#God
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Prayer For Peace
Faithful is Your love, Oh God
Neverending grace
Faithful by my side, Oh God
Shine upon my face
My tears, they stream a river bed
My heart feels split in half
My life, it flows into Your hands
My journey is Your plan
Hold me in Your arms, Oh God
Soothe me with Your grace
Hold me to Your heart, Oh God
Look upon my face
This world is broken, bruised, and hurt
Your heart is filled with love
Your life, a blessing to the earth
My trust, in You above
Make me humble to your plan
Help me...
Neverending grace
Faithful by my side, Oh God
Shine upon my face
My tears, they stream a river bed
My heart feels split in half
My life, it flows into Your hands
My journey is Your plan
Hold me in Your arms, Oh God
Soothe me with Your grace
Hold me to Your heart, Oh God
Look upon my face
This world is broken, bruised, and hurt
Your heart is filled with love
Your life, a blessing to the earth
My trust, in You above
Make me humble to your plan
Help me...
#God
#peace
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Essence
Water and earth
melt into clay
beneath prismatic arc
of sun and of rain
Once arid and parched
the dust has known thirst
yearning for rain
from sky forth to burst
Trickles of rust -
a medium forms
from broken hard land
now softened by storms
Hands of a potter
enfolding the new
this clay that is one
where there once had been two
Two elements strong
a mingled duet
blended together
to become what was...
melt into clay
beneath prismatic arc
of sun and of rain
Once arid and parched
the dust has known thirst
yearning for rain
from sky forth to burst
Trickles of rust -
a medium forms
from broken hard land
now softened by storms
Hands of a potter
enfolding the new
this clay that is one
where there once had been two
Two elements strong
a mingled duet
blended together
to become what was...
#earth
#water
#God
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Daughter
I look at her and my heart feels
every bit of love
every fallen tear
every silly grin
every wish so dear
every ounce of brave
every song she sings
every dance she twirls
every joy she brings
I look at her and my heart feels
every bit of love
every fallen tear
every silly grin
every wish so dear
every ounce of brave
every song she sings
every dance she twirls
every joy she brings
I look at her and my heart feels
#love
#family
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Blake
He was a child
challenged by growth
challenged by life
conquering both
silently teaching
his life was worth more
than counting the cost
of one chromosome.
Words never voiced
aloud from his lips
but speaking to hearts
a skill that eclipsed
the need to be typical
or even blend in
or be emblematic -
not outside, not in.
Now he's a young man
content being loved
part of a family
protected, not judged.
Fine tuning his humor
his laughter cajoles
smiles from companions ...
challenged by growth
challenged by life
conquering both
silently teaching
his life was worth more
than counting the cost
of one chromosome.
Words never voiced
aloud from his lips
but speaking to hearts
a skill that eclipsed
the need to be typical
or even blend in
or be emblematic -
not outside, not in.
Now he's a young man
content being loved
part of a family
protected, not judged.
Fine tuning his humor
his laughter cajoles
smiles from companions ...
#strength
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Dance
She stands in pose
The music flows
Her limbs unfold
A blooming rose
I see my child
Bathed in light
Her form so slight
Yet full of might
Her movements flow
Her face aglow
The lyrics speaking
To her soul
She spins
She leaps
Her dancing feet
Are never still
Their movement fills
The stage with pictures
Stories true
Joyful view
Fighting through
Shades of blue
Courageous stance
She takes a chance
Jumps and turns
Fear she spurns
Lessons learns
Expressing life ...
The music flows
Her limbs unfold
A blooming rose
I see my child
Bathed in light
Her form so slight
Yet full of might
Her movements flow
Her face aglow
The lyrics speaking
To her soul
She spins
She leaps
Her dancing feet
Are never still
Their movement fills
The stage with pictures
Stories true
Joyful view
Fighting through
Shades of blue
Courageous stance
She takes a chance
Jumps and turns
Fear she spurns
Lessons learns
Expressing life ...
#inspirational
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Restoration
Far away
He found me.
Far away
He heard
my cry for Him
to hold me
gently,
as a bird
wounded
from the crosswinds,
weary
from the flight,
calling through
the darkness,
longing
for His light.
Near,
His words caressed me.
Near,
He touched my soul
with wonder
and with honor.
His mind
could see me whole.
His skillful hands
imagined
the pieces
of my life,
held my words
and fit them
into angles,
despite strife. ...
He found me.
Far away
He heard
my cry for Him
to hold me
gently,
as a bird
wounded
from the crosswinds,
weary
from the flight,
calling through
the darkness,
longing
for His light.
Near,
His words caressed me.
Near,
He touched my soul
with wonder
and with honor.
His mind
could see me whole.
His skillful hands
imagined
the pieces
of my life,
held my words
and fit them
into angles,
despite strife. ...
#spiritual
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Evergreen
(the original poem)
A pine in the woods buried in cold,
nestled in sugary crystalline snow,
peeking its needles through glistening ice,
uncovered by wind gusts
sweeping the night.
It holds beauty in circumstance
brutal and fierce.
It shows strength found in roots,
where wind cannot pierce.
A pine thrives through seasons,
no grudge towards the cold...
whether springtime or harvest,
in truth, it’s all gold:
the treasure of summer,
to grow towards the light, ...
A pine in the woods buried in cold,
nestled in sugary crystalline snow,
peeking its needles through glistening ice,
uncovered by wind gusts
sweeping the night.
It holds beauty in circumstance
brutal and fierce.
It shows strength found in roots,
where wind cannot pierce.
A pine thrives through seasons,
no grudge towards the cold...
whether springtime or harvest,
in truth, it’s all gold:
the treasure of summer,
to grow towards the light, ...
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Perspective
I walk upon a winding trail,
I dream upon a river's flow,
divided by an unseen wale,
'tween what I feel and what I know.
Weary of the dusty road,
rough with unexpected stones,
weary of this cumbrous load,
weighing on the mind and bones.
The river tangent to the trees,
soothing with its dulcet roll,
sings a song upon the breeze,
beckoning the restless soul.
Weary of this pitted ground,
eroded from assailing trial,
weary of the onerous sound,
of groaning with each wending mile.
...
I dream upon a river's flow,
divided by an unseen wale,
'tween what I feel and what I know.
Weary of the dusty road,
rough with unexpected stones,
weary of this cumbrous load,
weighing on the mind and bones.
The river tangent to the trees,
soothing with its dulcet roll,
sings a song upon the breeze,
beckoning the restless soul.
Weary of this pitted ground,
eroded from assailing trial,
weary of the onerous sound,
of groaning with each wending mile.
...
#SelfReflection
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The Rock
Unexpected,
a tornado cloud,
a swirling wind so powerful,
weaving God's intention
through the eye of my storm.
Unsettling,
these swirling winds,
agitating deep within -
indecision I'd thought settled,
thoughts I had conformed.
Invading deep
the depths of me,
my conscience and my honesty,
removing dust of time's debris,
revealing my life anew.
Standing...
a tornado cloud,
a swirling wind so powerful,
weaving God's intention
through the eye of my storm.
Unsettling,
these swirling winds,
agitating deep within -
indecision I'd thought settled,
thoughts I had conformed.
Invading deep
the depths of me,
my conscience and my honesty,
removing dust of time's debris,
revealing my life anew.
Standing...
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