Cataloging Green

green is life
exploding
green borders the road
that takes me home
green shoulders the paths
God sets before me
green marks the way down
to winding waters
green as fresh
as cucumbers first crisp bites
green a soft resting place
for a weary head
green are the fields that nourish
providing food, play, peace
green the background
where colours burst wild

green lush
green lives
green loves
refreshing, renewing
the promise of green yet to come
I pass through days
surrounded
green

We're cataloging colour at TweetSpeak Poetry and the High Calling Focus.  Stop by to read how colour has invaded the words of poets words and the camera lenses of artists today!

Farming words

For this round of the One Word at a Time Carnival, Peter chose the word farm.

I am blessed beyond measure that eleven years ago God chose to relocate me from the urban jungle of the Chicago Metro area to the rural Canadian prairies.  I write often about the beauty I see and the lessons He teaches me here.

We have been playing with wordles at Tweet Speak Poetry, so today I have chosen to create a wordle from my blog posts about farming life.


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 And now I take the words from this image to form a new poem:

Another season's
sweat
drops on the soil
seeds scatterd
in the abundance
of rain
pray for sun
something like
trust
knowing God
let go
of fear

Join in the sharing at Peter Pollock's - talking about the word farm.

More poems hiding...

The exercise of finding what poems hide in the wordles of other poets is proving addicting!

Here's a little poem found in L. L. Barkat's wordle from her book InsideOut:

God wind burning
wild
tender sugar day
now remember
love.

and this found in Maryann's wordle:

Hands speak long
time turns fast
marking an ancient way

and in Joanna's romantic wordle:

Passions deep
Spirit irresistable
these feelings read
poetry
saying sweet
blessed joy.

There's more at the Facebook page of T. S. Poetry Press

Poems hiding in plain sight

Last week L. L. Barkat asked us to play and create wordles to share.  As we posted and linked she found poetry waiting in our word pictures and challenged us to do the same.

I found this poem hiding in plain sight inside Deidra's wordle:

Many golden minutes
found
shower of silence
listen well
let go
let rest refill
thoughts break
still
wisdom gives words

and in Sandra's wordle this poem took shape:

Glory breaks
morning sun
whispers beauty
hope begins to flow
look long
go deep
possibilities explode
hearts spill joy, peace
another day takes wing

Visit the Facebook page of T. S. Poetry Press to read what poems other's have found.