January Kindness Month, Poems, thoughts, and more

January Kindness Month
Kind words are like honey, sweet to the soul and healthy for the body. Proverbs 16:24 Kindness towards someone else, helps them feel seen, appreciated, and valued.

Kindness is like a ripple.
Each little thing we do goes out into the world touching more and more people. Each thing we do can be kind, mean, or just a missed opportunity. The one certainty is that kindness can rip through meanness. Kindness interjected at any moment diminishes the ripple of negativity.

Every act of KINDNESS creates a ripple.
Each little thing we do goes out into the world touching more and more people.
What will you do to start a ripple of kindness today?

He hath showed thee, O man, what is good;
and what doth the Lord require of thee,
but to do justly, and to love mercy,
and to walk humbly with thy God? Micah 6:8

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Others books:
Mixed by Arree Chung
I Talk Like a River by Jordan Scott
I intend to develop lesson plans for these two, but I can't keep the books long enough to do so--good books never get returned.
The Invisible Boy by Trudy Ludwig (lessons on TpT)
Eyes that Kiss in the Corner by Joanna Ho
One by Kathryn Otoshi

All poems are by RL Brown and cannot be published without permission.

Wintry winds
whistling ceaseless
threnodies
Vermillion cardinal
resplendent and showy
pulchritudinous

It was not an easy door to open
 my creativity-
a vain impression of my imagination,
 real or not, I see. #FromOneLine 
Piquancy of passion
wrapped in zeal
radiates earnestly
Owl Nest zeal, zone, zest
Psalm 34:18
The Lord is always near to the brokenhearted and saves the crushed in spirit.
My pastor preached on Philippines 4. Rejoice always, and in everything by prayer, and supplication with thanksgiving, let your heart (request) be made known to God. God knows your heart but do we? Paul was able to face persecution because Paul knew his own heart and the heart of God
God established Time
Knowing God-
Time is a fixed entity that is set for a season and is always moving forward. God cannot undo time. God's purposes are unchangeable and set for a season of salvation as a test to man's free will. (Hebrews 6:17-18) There is no variation or shifting of shadows for God's unchangeable plan. All things being possible for God ( Phil 4:13, Matt 19:26) is predicated on a few impossibilities concerning His nature. God cannot lie and therefore He is the plumb-line for the truth to be measured. God exists outside of time. He is the Alpha and Omega. Imagine God holding the ribbon of time, the beginning in one hand to the end in the other. He surveys all of time, simultaneously.

(NOTE: Moses convinced God not to destroy Israel for their unbelief and events were change when David prayed and ask God what would happen if he remained in the city. So David left and Saul did not attack.)
The Power of God's Word

We have entered an age where everyone is right in their own eyes. Each version is at odds with the other. God's Word is the plumb line by which all truth is measured. A plumb line is a weight suspended from a string used as a vertical reference line to ensure a structure is centered. God cannot lie; it is impossible for him to do so; therein lies the power of His Word. 

Hebrews 4:12, For the word of God is alive and powerful. It is sharper than the sharpest two-edged sword, cutting between soul and spirit, between joint and marrow. It exposes our innermost thoughts and desires.

Psalm 119:105,  Your word is a lamp to guide my feet and a light for my path.
God loves your soul like the soil loves the tree. 
God's Word is the soil where we firmly root our faith. 
The soil gives the tree all the space it needs to grow. 
God's will is His Word. 
It is not a roadmap but a relationship. 
God is more interested in what you become than what you do. 
Colossians 1:9. 
Having received Christ Jesus as Lord, you are: 
     firmly rooted, 
     grounded, 
     built up in Him, and 
     overflowing with gratitude- 
     one faith, one hope, one Lord. 
Comfort comes by knowing that you are firmly rooted. 
Love your God-given soul like the soil loves the tree. 
Jabbering gibberish,
over the tongue,
slipping, tripping, skipping.
Seamless syllables
of streaming sound,
the words whisper- don’t give up.
or
Short version:
streaming sounds whisper,
don't give up.
Poetry Pea Video Prompt for Submission
first snow
falling softly
warm thoughts
Still, cold,
frozen white
icicle glistening.


Droplets drip
amid a frozen field
,
nature's water fountain
Vivacious verve
Distinctively brilliant
Swoon-worthy
vivid, verve, valued-Dimash

Piquancy of passion
wrapped in zeal
radiates earnestly
zeal, zest, zone
not forget, less it be repeated

hide your love in my heart
hide in love my heart
hide in your love my heart

whiptail journal challenge
Costal charmers adorned in titivated lace
Memories of a lissome dance
Gene transfer evolution, clueless aftermath
a buccolic field jaded by time
Iridescent threads woven in the heart.
If rain no longer fell, would tears cease to flow?
If longing is understood, would yearing fade?
wonder, whisper, whim.

wondering aimlessly
a nefarious wind
sent with ill-content.

whispers of inspiration,
a notion under wonderment- writing again.

Practical application from Arree in a haiku format. Or the last line might say: write it down
#HaikuSaturday #Haiku #amwriting 
A whisper of inspiration,
a notion under wonderment-
I'm writing again.
@Bleu_Owl wonder, whisper, whim.

whispers of inspiration
a notion under wonderment
writing again.

inspiration whispers
a notion under wonderment,
writing again

inspiration
wonderment
writing
On gradient winds,
matching a clarion call
Eagles hitch a ride.
words packaged
neat and tidy
a haiku

Packaged neat and tidy,
a haiku
Pacing a playful beat by tapping your feet 
or Tappin' your feet to a playful beat
 (drums, cymbals, chimes, tambourines)
 Razzmatazz of New Orlins jazz (horns, Naw Orlins.)
 Soulful swing played on horsehair string.(fiddler)
a scurrying squirrel
pivot hiding or (privet hiding)
seen
response to:
William Vlach

@vbvlach
a hawk listens for scurrying feet, winter park
whispers of inspiration, 

a notion under wonderment-
writing again
Memories lay curled. 
Inner balance skewed
thick, dark, tumbled.

Real life
see others as they are
familiar and strange

clean water smells
rest in the moonless dark
tomorrow is today

I want a big one
the size of my shoes,labeled
Harry Suitcase Simpson
Route 66
Lightening fast
McQueen's Porsche
one takes a journey
the other stays home
renunited, stories to tell
My thoughts trail behind
as I pass through the doorway,
forgotten.
January NaHaiWriMo
Tenacious trekkers
journey through a rarely-seen
ribbon of time.

Patterned pathways of speckled sunlight
guiding avid adventurers.

Dangling treasure
for avid adventurers,
hidden in nature.
Wedding Blessing: A verse in Colossians speaks of being rooted in faith, growing in
knowledge and overflowing with gratitude- one faith, hope, and Lord.
The cord of faith in Jesus binds you, and dreams for your future begin with God’s guiding hand of love. Your faith in Jesus, the fullness of hope, and love for each other tie you together. You become one as you blend your lives to complement each other. Love each other like the soil loves the tree and gives it all the space it needs.

Lesser long nose bat flies through the night.
Hunting Agave plants by smell and sight.
Agave is sweeter than honey.
Its nectar is thin and runny.
For this night flier, it’s a great delight.
Limerick Sunday

National Geographic Picture https://www.nationalgeographic.com/animals/mammals/facts/lesser-long-nosed-bat

	

December Haikus, poems, and more

Emmanuel is born to the Father's delight, -Israel’s long waited hope. 
The Word sang its poignant story. A pure melody for each heart to hear.
For those with ears to hear, it was a soft melodious tune.
Like the tiny beats of a hummingbird’s wing, a whispered melody arrived.
The dawning light of a new beginning steadies our thirst.
Arousing a sanguine hope in a song-less world for the coming hope.
The morning light hummed as the Light sang the Troubadour’s song of our redemptive story.
anticipation
Emmanuel is born
the Father's delight

Israel's anticipation
Emmanuel is born
to the Father's delight.
last year's version: 
A song-less world yearns
to hear the troubadour’s song,
echos of joy.

Tiny beats,
the word sings a melody
that only the heart hears.

A single voice announces,
the king's arrival,
he dwells with us.

Through doubt and despair
hope rings a new
redemptive song.

The Troubadour song
illuminates the darkness,
dispelling fear.

The morning light hums,
hope shines-
the frame repeats.

Joy to the world.
oblivion 
aquarium at the mall
trapped within
The Troubadour

The Eastern Star shined
through the night
illuminating the way.

The Word sang a melody
for my heart to hear,
poignant and pure.

For those with ears
to hear, it was soft
and gentle.

Like the tiny beats
of an hummingbird's wings,
a whispered message arrived.

A single voice announced
the King's arrival.
He dwelt with us.

A song-less world
yearned for echos of the
troubadour’s aria.

Despair dispelled.
The Troubadour sang
the redemptive story.

The morning light hummed,
arousing a sanguine hope,
the frame repeats-

Joy to the World.
Friends in all shapes and sizes
red, brown, black, and white--
each one precious
Wintry winds
whistling a ceaseless
threnody

Haiku Music Challenge December 2022

Shear Cirrus trails
in a clear, wintry
blue sky.
motionless sun
the darkest moment
light breaks through

brief magical moment
the sun stands still
winter begins

winter solstice

Solstice 

scintillating rays
stretch summer's boundaries
nightide catenates

summer solstice June 21, 2022


nightide meets at winter's gate
light concatenates

#haiku #HaikuSaturday #haikuseed

winter solstice
Dec 21, 2022

6 facts about the winter solstice

The magic moment. While many focus on the winter solstice as a day in the calendar, what we are actually talking about is a very specific moment which is over almost as soon as it has begun. ...

The Sun stands still. ...
Winter begins. ...
Nine hours darker. ...
The earliest sunset. ...

brief magical moment
the sun stands still
winter begins


8 fascinating facts about the summer solstice
It arrives like clockwork. ...
Time stands still. ...
It's not the earliest sunrise of the year. ...
been observed throughout human history. ...
Flooding the Nile. ...
Greek feasts. ...
Ancient Roman celebration of home and hearth. ...
It's still celebrated around the world today.

March/ September Spring Equinox
March Equinox

Terrestrial tides collide
high, but twice a year.
rising sun and moon poised.

A morrowless day
arriving on the equinox
perfectly balanced.

January sky
Its sheer so clear, so blue.
Nothing leaves a mark.

Wintry sky, shear blue bright and clear cirrus trails.
Shear Cirrus trails in a clear, wintry blue sky.
The dawning light
 of a new beginning 
 slates our thirst.

Arousing a sanguine hope for the coming year.
A salubrious optimism laced with intent, tempered.
12/30- Slake 12/31- Sanguine 1/01- Salubrious Owls Nest Challenge

Season’s Graceful Dance

Inner autumn calls,  
embracing a
seasonal change.  

The wind howls 
for rest,
as light narrows.

Counterfeit death nears
God’s grace is 
revealed.

With the last harvest 
winter comes, 
the weary soul find rest.

@Blue_Owl #HaikuSaturday Grace
Winter grants Fall's wish 
for an encore flower dance, 
frost procrastinates.

Summer's warmth lingers.
Harvest-in, farmer's delight-
Sweet whispers of thanks. 

Winter winds whistling
Indian Summer's last stance
Bowing gracefully
Posted Haiku Foundation for Early Harvest Aug 2022
Nature's splendor yields 
a harvest of abundance, 
Thankfulness expressed. 
Inner autumn calls, 
time to embrace season’s change. 
The wind howls for rest. 
Light narrows yet shines. 
Truth displayed for all to see, 
God’s bountiful grace. 
Counterfeit death nears. 
The last harvest, winter comes. 
Weary souls find rest.

November’s return

@Bleu_Owl 
Winter winds whistling 
Autumn's last stance-
a graceful genuflection. 
#haikuchallenge #HaikuSaturday
Genuflect
seasonal shift

climate change
apposite
Nature reclaims what it intends
sending life's events
to where memories flow.

Slowly evanescing 
time spins 
memories of you

Past lives on in  
family stories, recipes, my nose-  
as treasured memories.
one voice sings a death aria 
Opposite of 
wokeness would be
Apposite 
spring in my steps
alacrity of purpose
wind at my back
toddler's alacrity
something new
everyday
petunias thrive 

with cold persistence
periwinkle's winter wink
elemental fragrance
Saguaro Cactus
alluring
Inner autumn calls,  
embracing a
seasonal change.  

The wind howls 
for rest,
as light narrows.

Counterfeit death nears
God’s grace is 
revealed.

With the last harvest 
winter comes, 
the weary souls find rest.

@Blue_Owl #HaikuSaturday Grace

August Poems and Haikus

First and Thirtieth
Super Moons of August
Sturgeons rise from the Blue
"It will not go out of my mind that if we pass this post and lantern, either we shall find strange adventures or else some great changes of our fortunes." —-Lucy Pevensie, The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe (C.S. Lewis)
curiosity seekers 
adventures await
let's go together
Southern heat
baked, then released
into a vapor trap. 
cicadas sing
flowers sway in a gentle breeze
summer heat wanes

July Poems

Redundant talking points nailed to your brain are meaningless. Dull minds captured by deceit scream you can’t handle the truth. Yet the truth is easier to swallow than a quagmire of lies. Swim against the stream-

sweetness on the cob
long listening ears
crunch a munch
Log cabin restored
reminiscing the past
historical remembrance
laudable sweetness
memories of a lissome dance
beacons of love
Paintings by Fab Furby
mellifluous battle hymns
majestic observance
God's awe-inspiring hand.

Discernment’s gift is the ability to reason, decipher, and separate subtleties that snare.

Brilliant, yellow hydrants!
Yellow is the new red.
Puppy-chic 
or
Brilliant,
yellow hydrants
Puppy-chic
where imagination,
fairies and pixies
play 
stars in my eyes
a welcome sight,
blue skies
In-between
blue and green
flying high
A mind free to think, will imagine, reason, and then decide to act. A child deserves the right to be protected and grow into adulthood. A mind that is not protected will destroy the heart. Discernment's gift is the ability to reason, decipher, and separate subtleties that snare.

May Poems and Haikus

Tempean beauty
Tranquil coastal charmer
Titivated lace

Spanish moss is a beneficial epiphytic flowering plant. Photo taken in Charleston, SC.
Tempean ox-eye
titivated petals bloom
butterflies dance

Leptos' flight guided 
by scented highways,
Saguaro Cactus

Xeric ecosystem
Desert wildlife host
Saguaro cactus flower

Sun-loving shrub
Xenomorphic hibiscus
Aussie delight

Xenogeneic
gene transfer evolution
clueless aftermath
@BleuOwl

Vermilion cardinal
resplendent and showy
pulchritudinous
Autumn
f
a
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l
s
silent
under the evening
s
n
o
w
p
r
i
s
m
a
t
i
c
wash of golden r a i n
Bittersweet
E
M
O
T
I
O
N
S
in a vintage
B
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T
T
L
E

Hegemonic media parrots the same song.

Complementary muliebrity of inner beauty blooms.

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 Complementary muliebrity of i                           y--blooms.

(Note: When a woman’s inner and outer beauty shines as one, and the kindness of her soul sparkles, it melds into the essence of femininity—this is something only women do.)

Genetic 
 	haec·
             ce·
                i·ty
            // new_ 
      internal coding 
   life begins at
conception.
the soft adagio of mourning dove
weeds have no place
running wild without boundaries
pachysandra's felicity
Mountain hiking with a friend 
Nature's beauty is a godsend
Eagle eye 
Perch high
Climbing high only to descend
#SundayLimerick
Mountain hiking with friends
Hoping this day never ends
Eagle eye
Perch high
Nature's artistry, little dividends
benison of golden
        r
             a
                   i
                         n
                wafts of perfume,  
         butterfly flight path. 
Haiku Dialog
By Rhonda Brown rhondalbrown1028@gmail.com https://brontebrown2.com/

1. Autumn falls silent under the evening snow 
2. bluegrass under feet, goose pimples felicity 
3. living life in a fog, drifting desperately
4. out on a limb hanging by a stem whirlybirds take flight
5. complementary muliebrity of inner femininity blooms. 
6. sweet benison of sunlit air after golden rain, prismatic joy.
7. Nature's beauty shines in the beholder's eyes, beware of bears.
8. evening shadows on crisscrossing paths, uninterrupted
9. Eventide, tealights glow, cicadas sing, swish goes the porch swing.
10. slow, slow, quick-quick, slow, light dances on the water, footprints in the sand (a swish and a turn)
quiescent tide
rhythmic pace of the porch swing
tealights glow
faded white wood planks
engulfed in quamoclit
quiescent and quaint 
frozen heart
a kind touch
melting point

#HaikuSaturday #haiku #senryu #nature #poem #poetrycommunity #poetry #Poet #haikuchallenge Haiku Dialog- Precipitation @NaHaiWriMo Ache
Hills and hollers of Arkansas
Stomping grounds for Grandpa
Magnificent feat
Nature's treat
Summers' cold water spa

#Limerick #LimerickSunday
Cedar Falls, Petite Jean State Park
#amwriting #poetry
anatomy of a tree
expose for all to see
pen and ink
tickled pink
delightful artistry
#Limerick #LimerickSunday
Rhonda L Brown / USA
rlbrown1028@gmail.com

brontebrown
The following Kyoka haikus are written by Rhonda L Brown (me) Kyoka were Japanese poems that did not conform to the prescribed norms of waka imagery and diction . Kyoka, poems are less serious and more humorous. With its often political and social content, the kyoka tends to be sardonic and ironic. It can parody the waka and use slang. The kyoka also echoes Senryu in its thematic preoccupation with human nature. 1. the night sky frolics under silvery moonbeams in stillness, dreams come night recedes behind the stars- no thought to pending troubles tomorrow sleeps 2. unison parrots hegemony media demise of America wokeness from within- discernment's gift is knowing the difference between the two. 3. If rain no longer fell,    If rain ceased to fall Would poignant tears cease would tears cease to flow?    would your tears no longer flow? If blue dropped from the sky,     Would your smile retrun would your smile return?    If the blue dropped from the sky? If longing is understood,       would you be free to love -    again? H. Gene Murtha Memorial Senryu Contest Rules Two poems per poet Unpublished 1. a morrowless day of whistling threnodies, a fresh tomorrow. 2. Faded white wood planks engulfed in quamoclit, quiescent and quaint.
praj·​na. ˈprəjnə plural -s. : transcendental wisdom or supreme knowledge in Buddhism gained through intuitive insight.
command
Ajna translates as "authority" or "command" (or "perceive"). It is considered the eye of intuition and intellect. Its associated sense organ is the mind.
Hegemony media , Fact or opinion, Null Hypothesis,
This quote is spoken by King Lear about his daughter, Goneril. He's comparing the pain he feels having her—a thankless daughter—to a snake bite. He says that the pain she causes him is “sharper” or more painful than any snake bite.
How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is to have a thankless child. 
Slow evanescent
yet, time spins memories
Of you
the sky swishes
the hammock sways 
under a zenith moon, 
untroubled. 
a zephyr breeze
weaves through the zariba hedge
moments  of solitude 
or 
moments before the seige.

March Poems, Rhymes, Haikus

Complementary 
high impact combination
nature's color scheme

complementary combination inner beauty
March 2 book
Flip a page
Mark a page
Read again, a book in hand. 

March 3 soup
Slow down, take the time
make a pot of savory stew
share with a friend or two

Savory and warm
tomato soup with grilled cheese
diagonal cut
Re-share of Facebook post/ Haiku by RL Brown
Haiku and picture by RL Brown
Moons of March

Sky looks down on earth
with the dark eye of a new moon,
spring winks at the stars. 

Seeds shed winter's shield
roots stretch in fertile dirt-
March howls for spring's warmth.

Loam stirs, breaking free-
muddling nightcrawlers rise
under the worm moon. 

Foretoken of spring
Marsh marigolds in damp fields
Hoverflies delight

Terrestrial tides collide 
rising high, but twice a year.
sun and moon poised.

A morrowless day
arriving on the equinox
perfectly balanced. 

Sugar Moon shines down-
sweet maples release sap
as March winds breathe change. 
March festivals
Frolic with the daffodils
Wye Mtn, Moss Mtn, AR
Zephyr carries spring seeds
Nightcrawlers dig underground moats
Loam provides their needs
#Haiku_Challenge March 16/Zephyr
Morning Glory
Photo by Tiu1ec3u Bu1ea3o Tru01b0u01a1ng on Pexels.com
foretoken of spring, 
howling winds, blue sky, green grass
March winds breathe change

three hundred year oak
stretches toward sun's warmth
new season to bloom 

#HaikuSaturday #Haiku_Challenge/zeith 
Photos by RL Brown/Moss Mtn, AR
March 17, 2023

FEB NAHAWRIMO 2023

Haiku by R. Bronte Brown/ not for reprint

spring buds pop their heads, 
February trickery,
winter snaps, not yet! Published

Feb 11
winter's shield
hoarfrost, snow blanket
survive or succumb #HaikuSaturday #haiku

rewrite for NaHaWriMo
little ones frolic
under silvery moonbeams
till stillness comes

a sparkled light cast
night recedes behind the stars
tomorrow sleeps

Feb 18
varied highs and lows
February vacillates
spring's on its way



Photos by RL Brown
Nature's mystery sprightly beads nestle betwixt succulent leaves  

Pearly light of glistening eyes echoes a dance of the coming spring.


@NaHaiWriMo

Feb 1 daybreak
morning’s blush
slips through
the mizzling mist
published


Feb 2 dawn/birdsong
Antiphonal tweets
robins, warblers, and blackbirds sing
dayspring's symphony
rewrite:
pastoral harmony
robins, warblers, blackbirds
antiphonal tweets

Feb 3 crowing rooster
A crimson trim comb
Proud strut, perched high.
Good morning world


Feb 4 sunrise
morning’s song returns
chee-pippety-chee
spring arias

Feb 5 Breakfast
peel double whop, pop
biscuits fried light and golden
sprinkle sugar dust


Feb 6 morning
the morning light hums
dreams dance in dawn's shadow
young hearts sing

Feb 7
Missed breakfast
Can't wait for lunch
time to graze, brunch

Feb 8 ELEVENSES
An elvish break
peanut butter and banana
RIP Elvis.

Feb 9 Noon
high noon
shadows hide
under feet

Feb 10 Lunch
teacher on the run,
recess, copier, meeting
lunch in hand.

Feb 11 Midday
a contagious yawn
a midday stretch
What comes after ELEVENSES?

Feb 12 nap time
little ones play till
stillness draws the
sleepy eyes shut
all rest.

Feb 13 teatime
front porch cool breeze
scones, clotted cream, preserves
Iced cold bourbon tea

Feb 14 afternoon
out-of-town son calls
visit with elderly neighbor
afternoon delight

Feb 15 Happy Hour
family conversations
around the dinner table
happy hours

Feb 16 Dinner
break a few rules
cold pizza for breakfast,
hot pancakes for dinner
Yum!


Photo by R. Bronte Brown/ South Korea
Feb 17 Magic Hour/Golden Hour
silvery moonbeams
night recedes behind the stars
tomorrow sleeps in dreams

Feb 18 Sunset
evening wanes
sunlight etches closer to
twilight's shade (reference to age -etch-wrinkles)

Feb 19 blue hour
sky colors ripple
a unique aerial view
coming
down
down
down


Feb 20 Twilight
cicadas sing
silence merges with darkness
tree shadows creep


Feb 21 Dusk
fireflies hover low
in eventide
tealights flicker

Feb 22 Evening
evening sounds surround
life nestles, tweets and twitters cease
swissssh goes the porch swing

Feb 23 Vespers
Violet skies of royalty
evensong of repentance,
Ash Wednesday

Feb 24 Bedtime
Bedside, on my knees
whispers ascend to heaven
I lay down to sleep

Whispering to heaven before I lay down to sleep.
My dreams and hopes

whispers of wishes
ascending to heaven as
I lay down to sleep.

evanescing
pass out of sight, memory, or existence.
"water moves among reeds, evanescence, shines"
To dissipate or disappear like vapor.
Feb 25 the eleventh hour
America's demise
wokeness disinformation
downfall from within

Discernment's gift
facts vs narratives
dividing truth from opinion

Discernment's gift is dividing truth from lies-
fact vs opinions

Feb 26 Midnight Snack
An internal clock
wakes hubby at 12:01
sleep walks to the fridge

Feb 27 Wee hours
Wee morning hours
Perseid meteor show
July and August

Feb 28 death haiku
1. autumn falls silent under the evening snow
2. Winter winds whistling, Indian summer's last stance, bowing gracefully
Feb 28 Last Hour /death haiku
Thanatos’ grim triumph-
fallen, betrayed from within
The Afghan Thirteen,




Above all by Michael W Smith.
Above all powers above all kings above all nature and all created things. Above all kingdoms above all thrones above all wonders, the world has ever known.

January Poems

Photo by RL Brown, Gulf Port, MS
color of the sky
a change upon the wind
longing to be free
sky colors ripple
a unique aerial view
coming 
    down 
        down
            down
slow, slow, quick-quick, slow
light dances on the water
footprints in the sand
Photo by RL Brown, Gulf Port, MS
WIP
If rain no longer fell, would tears cease to flow?
If blue dropped from the sky, would a smile return?
If darkness engulfs the world, would light find its way?
If longing is understood, would yearning fade?
If sadness disappeared would you be free?

Your faith can be likened to a train with an engine and a caboose. Putting your energy/belief in God and His Word is like putting your energy/ fuel (the coal) into the train engine, and it moves forward. If you place your energy (the coal) into the caboose, your feelings, the train doesn't move. Feelings wobble, constantly change, hurl you forward or hold you back. Emotions should not take the lead; they can spiral you out of control if you weigh yourself with them. We have free will by which we balance head and heart and live. by RLBrown
shadows hide, lurking beneath (the fog)
Light invades, droplets dissipate, shadows revealed. 
living life in a fog, drifting desparately
a seasonal leaf
grounding roots
friends are the rings inside

January submission The Monthy Kakai-(Gratitude) by RL Brown
A  clarion call on gradient winds, eagles hitch a ride. (January sky) #poetry, #haiku, 
snow falling lightly
moonbeams prance  (glisten)
nestled deep, all sleep
Like a river, creativity flows, bends, hits a dam, spills over, finds another way, is a mist, and gets lost in a fog but is ever moving forward to new horizons. 
autumn falls silent under the evening snow
Photo by RL Brown
Jungle Gym on steroids
Welcome, all humanoids
Imagination
Play Station
Parallel universe- TRAPezoids. #LimerickSunday #LimerickRhyme
Outside play station in Korea