Poetry Wednesday: F A L L

Well, my offering today comes from a Fall romance that I am working on. I don’t know if the words are readable, so I’ll add them below. 🙂

An electrifying chill in the air
*Crunchiness under my feet
A warm cup of love in my hand
His blanket lovingly wrapped around me
The taste of pumpkin spice on my tongue
It’s here and I fail
to hold back my care
Just let my senses Fall.

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Be The Diamond Within

It’s Poetry Wednesday and I’ll love to share this beautiful poem that was written by my friend, T.R. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did. She’s such a gifted writer!

Peeking Beneath

You sit there all alone

watching the world pass you by.

You sit there sighing.

Hands at your side.

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Outside the wind is dancing.

Outside the world goes round.

But inside you are hurting.

Inside you wear a frown.

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It’s okay to struggle.

It’s okay to cry.

It’s okay to have these feelings.

But it’s not okay to die.

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There is love around you.

Yes, even while you hurt.

There is care to support you.

To show you what you’re worth.

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You may feel like charcoal.

Burning into dust.

No one sees your value.

Your tears have become rust.

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Truth is under pressure

that’s where value’s found.

Yes, your layers carry millions.

Listen, all around.

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Diamonds don’t come easy.

Their hardship isn’t known.

But you and I, we know this,

and have since found our home.

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Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

I’ve come to read and appreciate many poems over the years, but if you were to ask what is my all time favorite poem, I’ll tell you it’s Robert Frost’s ‘Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening’. 

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Now, a poem is like a piece of music and it speaks differently to each individual. I would not attempt to over analyze this beauty.

Frost had the uncanny ability to depict a scene with many details, that whenever I read this poem, I am transformed to the woods on the darkest evening of the year. Over the years, I’ve read that this poem is about the writer stopping to appreciate nature given that Frost was known for his odes to nature. However, I never got that vibe because this is the darkest evening of the year and why would he stop with not a house in sight to appreciate nature? I’ll love to talk about this poem at length at some other time, but today, I just want to appreciate it and thank Frost for this beauty.

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The Law of the Lord is perfect

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The law of the Lord is perfect, refreshing the soul.
The statues of the Lord are trustworthy, making wise the simple.
The precepts of the Lord are right, giving joy to the heart.
The commands of the Lord are radiant, giving light to the eyes.
The fear of the Lord is pure, enduring forever.
The decrees of the Lord are firm, and all of them are righteous.

They are more precious than gold, than much pure gold;
they are sweeter than honey, than honey from the honeycomb.
By them your servant is warned; in keeping them there is a great reward.

Psalm 19:7-11

This ancient poem was written by King David, a man after God’s heart. Here, David reflects on why the law is perfect and what it does for our soul if we obediently keep the law. ❤

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