Real magic is the time
and effort you put into
something.
The difference between a fable and a fairy tale is that in a fable you succeed by your own efforts. That is the essence of real magic.
thunderous speech showers from the sky
pattering the earth's surface
liquid sunshine seeps into the crusty dirt,
nourishing deep roots.
Showers of thunderous speech
oozing liquid sunshine
splattering the dirt
Sun captures glistening vapors
snapdragons retreat
pods of rebirth
Seeds are coming early this year. Hidden in Nature Pic by RLBrown
(WIP)
Hidden in Nature
Dangling treasure
for avid adventurers,
hidden in nature.
Dangling treasures
hidden in nature
for seekers to find......sought by
Tenacious trekkers
journey through a rarely seen
ribbon of time.
Wanderers capture
moments of discoveries
and lasting memories.
Capturing moments
of discoveries
and lasting memories.
The patterned pathways of
speckled sunlight guiding
avid adventurers.
As evening wanes
sunlight etches closer to
twilight's shade
Speckles of sunlight
Sunlight etches closer to twilight's shade
as the evening wanes.
emits pastel hue (cool Hue) Pastel hues color the evening sky.
long summer evenings
forest and child
refuse to sleep.
Fireflies hover
tealights glow
keeping darkness at bay
Cicadas sing
tree shadows creep.
Silence and night merge.
Yet little ones play in evening's twilight.
little ones frolic
on moonbeams silvery stream
till stillness comes.
Moonbeams
little ones frolic
under silvery moonbeams
till stillness comes
vanishing, tranformed by a moonbean ---stars shine, night receds behind the stars.
light infused into the night lighting a new path
till moonbeam
cast a sprkled light or an infused ligh
shadows and light play againtill the night hush comes
to pour a sleeping draft,
draws the sleepy eyes
darkness comes with a peacful rest.
Night's hush pours it sleeping draft
Life frolics on the moonbeam.
It plays till Night's hush
moves stillness in and
draws the sleepy eyes
shut, all rest.
{Plays till stillness comes.
The hush of night,
draws the sleepy eyes,
rest.
Yet in the darkness
life does not sleep
It frolic till Night's hush
moves in stillness,
all rest.]
Dayshadows shines Pattern Pathways
on twisted trails
of speckled sunlight
patterned pathways
of speckled sunlight
on twisted trails
designed for
rambling rovers,
giddy gadabouts,
avid adventurers,
dogged drifters,
and
tenacious trekkers.
fun to play with-
Tenacious trekkers travel twisted trails through time. time turns memories into laughter.
Twisted trails of speckled sunlight and patterned pathways traveled by avid adventurers, dogged drifters and tenacious trekkers.
Wintry winds
whistling a ceaseless
threnody
Haiku Music Challenge
1. sunlight etches closer
to twilight's shade,
evening wanes
2. long summer evenings
forest and child
refuse to sleep
Rhonda L Brown - USA
http://stardusthaiku.blogspot.com/p/blog-page.html submission instructions
submission - Stardust - August
A friend and I above the clouds swinging free on a porch in Mountain View, AR. #haikusaturday I hope to visit one more time before she sells. pic.twitter.com/CMSuHM4BJ9
Certainly not the misinterpretation of a Founding Father’s letter by one man in the sixties that has reek havoc on our nation, just like one man’s decision in the Roe vs. Wae, stating that the Constitution didn’t protect a child in the mother’s womb. Jefferson’s letter assures this pastor and future churches in America that they would not suffer the persecution by the government as they had in Europe and England. Jefferson’s letter implied that our government would always protect churches and religious freedom. Read Alexander Hamilton, Benjamin Franklin, every one of the Founding Fathers believed
2 Timothy 2:15
King James Version
15 Study to shew thyself approved unto God, a workman that needeth not to be ashamed, rightly dividing the word of truth.
Thomas Jefferson's letter was written to a concerned pastor about the overreach of government into the church, not as it has been missed applied. Today the gov't has overreached into the church, our schools, and our daily lives to the point of infringing on our God-given inalienable rights and even trying to shut down churches, charging thousands of dollars a day for staying open. God was not to be removed from our daily lives or our society.
Mountains of precipitous words echo constant reverberation. Reach into the WORD to find perspicacity (clear insight). Today, politicians and news media constantly reverberate the same talking point, spout opinions as facts, and shut down free speech if it is contrary to their talking points.
God calls us to know our foundational truths; to think freely is an inalienable right given to us by God, not man. That made this country so different from others in the past and today.
Side note: Thomas Jefferson didn't believe in tax dollars for education, welfare, money for illegal immigrants (actually, that started with President Carter), planned parenthood, SSI, and more. Those things were the responsibility of the states.)
We live in a bubble created by all those who have forged this country, and it is disappearing into the chaos as seen in Portal and yesterday into NY, where someone runs up and shoots a mother in the back of her head, totally unaware of the danger. Many people today are unaware of the risk of a socialist regime and the loss of freedom they now enjoy because of our right to protect ourselves. Sorry, this was long; just a heartfelt concern.
I don't know how in the '60s and '70s, people accepted the misapplication of Truth. Ignorance, afraid to speak up, is that true, busy with daily life, etc.; their argument stood so long that the fight to challenge it seemed insurmountable. But I think it was good people not paying attention and evil people pushing an agenda that started over a hundred years ago. I know I'm guilty of not paying attention. Good people have sounded out from the patriot act to the crazy bureaucrats controlling your actions. Study to show thyself approved. I have so much to learn.
JOB 17:8 “Upright men shall be astonied at this, and the innocent shall stir up himself against the hypocrite. The righteous also shall hold on his way, and he that hath clean hands shall be stronger and stronger.”
Job is sad that he, a godly person, must suffer such pain and insults, but his sufferings make him more determined to do right and oppose wrong.
Act 2:16-18 “In the last days, God says, I will pour out my Spirit on all people. Your sons and daughters will prophesy, your young men will see visions, your old men will dream dreams. Even on my servants, both men and women, I will pour out my Spirit in those days, and they will prophesy.”
Why bring these two seemingly unrelated verses together? Job did suffer the loss of his wealth, family, and health. His friends came to offer comfort but only accused him of sin in his life. His friends personally attacked him. We look to the church for guidance yet, are condemned by our peers, not given the whole truth. “Romans 13:12-14 The night is almost finished. The day is almost here. So we should stop doing whatever belongs to darkness. We should prepare ourselves to fight evil with the weapons that belong to the light. We should live right by not participating in wild parties or getting drunk, doped up, etc. We should not be involved in sexual sin or any kind of immoral behavior. We should not be malicious gossip on social media. We are to speak the Truth by calling evil, evil. “
God spoke to Job directly and brought a clear understanding of His love for Job and through it a deeper understanding of Himself. How would you like to have had this conversation?
Astonied is to be filled with consternation or dismay. When people’s hearts are stirred, God will pour out His Spirit. We will not be lost, nor will our hearts remain heavy at the evilness around us. God will pour out His spirit upon the stirred souls of the righteous, and God will give you discernment through His Word to recognize the counterfeiter.
God will speak to us as He did Job by pouring out His Spirit. …on your sons and daughters, (they) will prophesy, your young men will see visions, your old men will dream dreams. Even on my servants, both men and women, I will pour out my Spirit in those days, and they will prophesy (the Truth).
We are to be a bulwark for the innocence. Pic by RL Brown
I’m smart, you’re dumb; I’m big, you’re little; I’m right, you’re wrong, and there’s nothing you can do about it. (Movie/ Matilda)
7 So when they continued asking him, he lifted up himself and said unto them, He that is without sin among you, let him first cast a stone at her. John 8:7King James Version
I think of how we Christians lord church doctrine over other churches, non-Christians, etc., yet think my sin is not as bad as theirs. WOW! Certain sins may excommunicate you from the church, while every sin not washed by the blood of Jesus keeps you out of heaven. Sometimes our point of view needs adjusting.
Yet, from a Jewish perspective, if a Pharisee had cast the first stone, he would be guilty of claiming equality with God, the very reason Jesus hung on the cross. The Pharisees saw themselves better than others, their sin less dirty, but Jesus changed their perspective upward. I sometimes get locked into a western view of the bible, which is dangerous. I heard a pastor say once, how can a bridesmaid, the Jewish Nation, be the bride of Christ, the church. Matthew 24 is written to the Jewish nation, not the bride of Christ. It is about the second coming, not the rapture. I would like to add here of how many times I thought if the church is the bride, how is it that I’m the bridesmaid? Or where did Enoch go? Why are all of David’s failures told?
God’s Word has so many layers that I’m learning to adjust my point of view upward. God’s Word rings true for every believer to meet them where they are in the Christian walk. God reveals Himself in His Word. It is up to me to seek, and know Him.
Purchased Pic by: 1912_01Sakura blossom branch Haiku by RL Brown
life’s brief moments
full of
beauty
and
splendor-
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pink p
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t
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s . . .
we mourn.
In memory of
Robb Elementary school,
Uvalde, Texas
our tears
of sadness flow
our hearts hurt
for the families, friends,
and the community.
I pray that seeds of bitterness
not take root.
I pray for sweet memories to heal a broken heart,
as God mends the weeping soul.
I pray that people not use
this tragedy to promote a political agenda.
How can kindness be interject to rip through the meanness of one's heart? Did he not hear one word of kindness or see a kind act? How can pure selfishness overwhelm the mind to cloud out reason and justice to move one so far from humanity?
Is the media, music, and video games so vapid? Where does one find value or worth in this world?
I know Jesus is that answer but did he ever hear the truth?
These students celebrated a new beginning as they received awards for the last days in one grade and advancing to the next. Their flower was shaken (taken) from them. Healing a broken heart takes time. I pray for God's hedge of protection around each family as they try to grasp what has happened. I pray for good men and women to take a stand and be the bulwark God designed them to be. We need men to be the leaders in their families and women to support and respect their leadership. Long before God established the church, he created the family. The family is the basic unit of our society. I pray we heal our families. I pray for families to return to the church for moral guidance. I pray for families to be rooted in God's truth for the healing of our nation.
2Chroniciles 7:14
If my people, which are called by my name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land.
Kid’s Tale of a Day with Gramps (WIP)
A Slice of Life/ or A Slice of Pie
(True stories told in a fictional style.)
By RL Brown
Morning's first blush slips through the mizzling mist; sunlight pours over the windowsill. I feel a wiggle.
“Roll out, sleepyhead!” says Gramps.
The day begins with Gramps in his bucket hat. I grab breakfast as we head out the door, the screen door snaps back.
“Gotta grease those springs,” says Gramps.
We walk to the pond, a pole in each hand - no buckets, no boats, or carrying large totes, just Gramps, Chico, and me. Gramps says there is no better companion than a good dog beside me. Crickets hide by the pond bank. Gramps catches the bait.
He shows me how to thread a hook, attach my sinker, and snatch a cricket. Learning to cast a line is best done with just two.
“Ker-thunk.”
Secrets are safe.
life's brief moments
full of beauty and splendor
raining
pink petals
we mourn
In memory of Robb Elementary school in Uvalde, Texas
tears of sadness flow
our hearts hurt
for the families, friends, and the community.
A Pastoral Cacophony (WIP)
Morning's first blush slips
through the mizzling mist,
dawn's chorus begins.
Antiphonal tweets
robins, warblers, blackbirds sing
dayspring's symphony.
The woodland world wakes.
Senryu is about human nature
Breathe the sunlit air,
uproot weeds watered by tears,
stir the soul, start new.
Rewritten as a Tanka- 31 syllables
Tears flow
deep within
watering roots of despair,
breathe the sunlit air-
uproot weeds
nurtured by tears,
stir the soul
to start anew.
Mountains of precipitous words echo constant reverberation.
Reach into the world of words to find perspicacity.
cool zephyr breeze
flows over tender grasses
goose pimples giggle.
hurricane prelude
whirlybirds in the wind
bliss ignorance
https://thehaikufoundation.org/per-diem-haiku-of-the-day-for-may-2022-early-childhood/#comment-141484
Photo by RL Brown, Gulfport, MS
Deep within my roots,
generational stories
intertwine.
Bifurcating branches
twist and wind upward,
etching life's wrinkles.
Her umbrella twirls
spreading crystalized sprinkles
everywhere #haikuseed (salt)
Every once in a while,
inspiration hits, and a desire
is lit to convey a message
deep within one's soul.
Every once in a while,
misery accompanies loss;
difficulties attack and strike deep.
Then heartache mellows the soul.
Every once in a while,
we understand that truth divides,
despair is a deep hole of nothingness,
and hopelessness engulfs the soul. hopelessness engulfs us/ whole..
Every once in a while,
love overwhelms and memories comfort.
Friends appear, and sadness disappears-
a face-to-face connects our souls.
Every once in a while,
we grasp hope's assurance,
the rallying cry of faith and
discern the doubled-tongue.
Every once in a while,
endurance is perfected,
wisdom is perceived, faith is steadied,
and peace settles within.
Every once in a while,
we flourish resting in God's hand,
our soul knows it very well.
For the flourish writers out there!
References
Romans 5
Hebrews 4
Proverbs 19
James 1
Psalms 37
I Peter 5
Revision
His message rings true
of grace's gift freely given,
yet, honors free will.
Our eternal destination is our own to decide. The gift has been freely offered. We choose to accept or deny.
fmf April 7, 2023
The Troubadour's Song
Overcome by fear
despairing loss, hope gone
Peter denies Him,
Judas walks beside
the true Messiah, daily
impervious to truth,
ignorance succeeds,
Pharisees deny their Messiah,
Jerusalem cries,
overwhelmed by grief,
John couldn't contain his tears,
his Messiah dies,
dementia cries out,
darkness envelops the cross
death's grip shakes the earth,
heartbreaking loneliness,
despair descends to hell's depth,
where is my hope?
We walk every day beside
the true Messiah,
impervious to truth,
YET>
a single voice sings, illuminating darkness with salvation's song,
the morning light hums, the eternal wrapped in clay, has set Terra free.
His message rings true of grace's gift freely given, honoring free will.
The song of the church is the gospel story of God's eternal plan.
The harvest complete, the church caught up, Israel will once again have a hand in redeeming Man.
Hebrew 4:1 For the word of God is living and active, and piercing as far as the division of soul and spirit, of both joints and marrow, and able to judge the thoughts and intentions of the heart.
Matthew 13: 18-32, Parable of the Sower, Tares among the Wheat and the Mustard Seed, denial and faith to overcome.
Denial or Acceptance come from the heart, here is an excerpt from:
https://crossref-it.info/articles/52/seed-sowing
Parable of the Sower/ and the Mustard Seed Parable Excerpt
"Jesus uses the idea of seed metaphorically in a parable to explain how different people receive the word of God. Christ, who sows the word of God in human hearts, scatters the seed, but some falls on stony ground or is choked by weeds. However, those who receive and understand the word of God are like the good soil which nurtures the seed (Matthew 13:3-9). In another parable he compares the Kingdom of God to a mustard-seed, which is ‘the smallest of all seeds' but which, as it grows, develops into a well-established tree (Matthew 13:31-32). (See also Big ideas: Parables.)
Jesus also used the image of a seed to explain how his death and resurrection (see Big ideas: Death and resurrection) would have a significant impact on the world, resulting in the redemption of humankind (see Big ideas: Redemption, salvation). He explained that, just as a seed would not grow unless it was buried, so he had to die and be buried before his word could be spread: ‘unless a kernel of wheat falls to the ground and dies, it remains only a single seed. But if it dies, it produces many seeds' (John 12:24).
Sowing and judgement
The product of a seed is also used symbolically to stand for the natural consequences of one's actions, both positive as well as negative. Paul warned that ‘people reap what they sow. Those who sow to please their sinful nature … will reap destruction; those who sow to please the Spirit, from the Spirit will reap eternal life' (Galatians 6:8).
Coffee (or tea) can mean something different to each person. For some people, it is the aroma that wakens the morning senses; for others, it is downing the first cup that kick starts the day. For others, coffee is the elixir necessary for clarity of vision. without it, the newspaper would be useless. With all its sensual clues, one still has to acclimate to coffee’s bitter taste. But once you find the right blend, coffee is your friend.
Morning coffee is a bit like life with all the sweet, savory, bitter, sour bits, and yet when blended with the perfect pairing, satisfying. (Coffee and a donut)
Time to tie that morning coffee with awakening to God. Life is full of flavor, emotion, sight, sound, and meaning. Walking with God in the light of His Word brings a perfect pairing to healing old wounds, finding a grateful attitude, a sense of worth, and blessings during trials. Bitterness, saucy tongues, doubt, and more will be a part of this life but God’s Word is the perfect pairing to counter life’s bitterness.
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