Friday, February 17, 2017

A Prayer



 Aren't you thankful this day is in the Giver's hands
no matter what its grant demands;
Whether of calm or storm

 Whoever dwells in the shelter of the Most High
    will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.
Ps.91:1



Be with us through this day
Its way we cannot see
There is no surer Stay, my Lord
To which the heart may flee

Be our strength and guide
The pride of man is weak
What joy to know that you abide
In spite of what we seek

The nature of man’s thought
Is not of faith, but fear
We learn to trust You through Your word
That draws Your Presence near

…then, when the light of dawn
Spawns shadows from yon west
Lord, grant for labor’s task well done
A night of peaceful rest

© Janet Martin

Thursday, February 16, 2017

Precious Baby






Kissie-kissie
Coochie-coo
Cuddle-cuddle
Peek-a-boo

Hush-a-bye
Rock-a-bye
Little baby,
Don't you cry 

Snuggle-snuggle
Kissie-coo
Precious baby,
I love you

 © Janet Martin

Love, to every baby
from everyone who holds one...



Of Moment-gold

(Something we have rarely seen in this year thus far is morning-gold! 
It's been predominantly gray day after day with here and there a glint of gold to reassure us
the sun has not lost its sky)



Within the heart and hand we hold
The grand net-weight of moment-gold
And none can hoard what dusk abates
Of wealth time’s ward accumulates

An ache that breaks through vaults of air
It wakes and makes us more aware
Where gold-dust splays its precious cast
Then settles in strongholds of Past

Beneath our skin we try to keep
Nuggets of gifted grin and weep
But find how hard to it is hold
The grand net-weight of moment-gold

© Janet Martin


Wednesday, February 15, 2017

Humpty Dumpty Sat On The Wall

For our writer's group last month's homework assignment was to take a nursery rhyme and add a modern-day twist...




Humpty Dumpty sat on 'The Wall'
To watch the Great America fall
All the democrats and republicans
Not able to put America together again

Humpty Dumpty, an egg, people say
Cried, ‘pity the people and pity the day
When, with war of words and shaking of fists
We wonder if loving kindness still exists’

Humpty Dumpty sat on the wall
Waiting out a countdown to 'Babylon’s fall'
But he dozed off, as eggs will, I guess
And he fell, oh, but it was a shell of a mess

Humpty Dumpty grew famous in death
His name on everyone’s lips with each breath
Crowds gathered to babble about Dumpty’s disgraces
Unaware of the glaring yellow egg on their faces

© Janet Martin

This was written in fun.
For a more serious look at politics read here; Discernment in The Trump Era

Let's Love...






Love is neither    black nor white
Liberal or conservative, Democrat or Republican
Love is always right. It is neither rich nor poor, Not something we do
But who we are.   Love makes no demands,   Seeks no revenge
Love leaves to God what love cannot avenge. Love makes lovely
Life’s loneliest place. Love does not point fingers
But holds up its candle in a halo of grace
Love is capable of far more
Than we can dream of
So while we can with 
what we have
Let’s love,
Love,
LO
V
E


© Janet Martin



What We Have...and Hello Again:)



Let’s cherish what we have
When ‘what we have’
Is each other
For in love’s broad sense are
We not all
Sister and brother?


How is it, what we have
Can blind us so
We sometimes overlook
The tender wonder of
Love’s tattered
Picture-book
"Valentine's Day sure is delicious" (little Luke's analysis:)


What we have offers
No guarantee
But this
What we have will
Join the trove
Of bygone loves we miss

© Janet Martin