Which Way??, #SoSC

The fun of playing with fellow bloggers and their challenges or prompts really gives you a chance to be creative. Linda G. Hill has a Saturday prompt with a weekly theme to get you creative. This week’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt  is Weigh/Way/Whey used in any manner as you desire – one word or all words, your choice.

I chose to go way out on a limb and include a photo I really liked from Irene of Heaven’s Sunshine and include silly poetry with it. Hope it brings a smile, as those who read me regularly know how I feel about smiles = happiness = kindness.

Bridge to Sunshine

Which Way Now?

I stand here and ponder where this bridge and path leads,

Is it the correct way or will it lead me to more weeds.

I know I must go soon as my hunger begins to grow,

My thoughts now ridiculous, ‘curds and whey the way to go’.

But which way is right will weigh heavy on my mind

For if I choose the wrong way my peace I will not find.

Anita Neal

In finding your peace, I hope it comes with joy and with the joy you feel I hope you are able to share kindness.  Remember Kindness is a choice so I hope you chose to be kind.

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Fun with Haiku

This was a stretch of a syllable stanza-ed haiku but so fit the subject. Come laugh with us.

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Orange Ball

The Orange Ball

That is my orange ball

It is my fa-VO-rite toy

Why do you have it

 

Our pets bring laughter and joy into our lives. When we have timing or misfortune that takes that pet away from us, we are saddened but still hold on to the funny memories they share with us. May we always be deserving of that love and laughter they brought.

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The Beauty of The Tree

Piercing Through the Trees
Summer Beauty

The Beauty of the Tree

I can hear it coming, the deep thundering in the distant

I dare not move for fear of losing this peace in a instant

The sun seeps through the canopy above

A quiet calling of a dove

I ponder the quiet around me

Embracing the beauty I see

I raise my heart to heaven in hopes that God will hear

With shadows of forest surrounding, a reminder of Eden so dear

Forgive us our dear Father for your beauty we do not see

Help us always to remember the beauty of the tree. 

Anita Neal

 

Today, Irene of Heavens Sunshine posted this beautiful picture trees and it reminded me of the Garden of Eden and how magnificent it must have been. An untouched creation of God. It gives me hope of the beauty of heaven.

Check out other picture from Irene’s blog as well as all the many photographers in this blogging world that continually remind us of the beauty of this world.

And as always remember to be kind in all you do to help regain some of the beauty of all of creation.

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Starts with an “F”, CitySonnet Letters

Fun Silliness Poetry? Foolishly we Jest.

Fuzzy clouds in billowing shapes bring hopes of relief from heat,

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Fly resting on petals and basking in sun with hopes they score a treat,

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Fuzzy worm found a treat and make me mad by eating my flower,

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Funny smells through the crack in the door, Mimi shows her guard power.

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City Sonnet with the July Challenge of Colors and Letters has for today the Letter “F”. So you have a quirky makeshift Fun poem to make you smile.

Try to take life a little less serious so that fun can seep in and make you smile. Share that smile with others and be kind.

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Gran-ma’s Cellar Door

Grand-ma’s Cellar Door

I stand and remember the wonder of this place, familiar smells are embedded forever

The three legged milking stool to stand on as she worked, with sun shining in her hair 

The herbs are still there, were there even before, as great gran-ma was most clever

By planting them by the cellar door, the door great grand-pa had built for her to share

So when winters blast came through out the land, with white seeming to go on forever,

With simmering smells floated through the warm home, the cold could not compare

The love of family around a small table, only a candle for light, a memory that last forever.

Anita Neal

Come join in with Sue Vincent’s Thursday photo writing prompt. Use the image above as inspiration to create a post on your own blog… poetry, prose, humour… light or dark, whatever you choose, by noon (GMT)  Wednesday 26th June.  Don’t forget to use the #writephoto hashtag in your title so your posts can be found.

And those who know my writing, always know I close in a reminder to be kind. Kindness is a reflection of God’s everlasting love for all things.

 

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The Old Stone Door

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The Old Stone Door

This door seems too narrow, with no way to lock, a wedge pushing it always open.

The stone is so old with odd colored splotches, green moss growing all over it’s face. 

This can’t be the way, no look at the door. It looks to small to be used as was spoken.

This is the garden, I know that for sure with tales of peace and beauty of this place.

But many remember a time of no peace, with shouts of anger and shedding of blood

With torches ablaze and sharp swords flying, an ear was taken, but now back as new

“Put away your sword”, he said firmly in love as they struggled standing in dark wet mud

Shall I not drink this cup the Father has given me? A cup allowing for of all things new!

Now, centuries later the garden lays quiet with forgotten memories of that time gone by

I walk through the beauty of flowers and trees and feel the reality this has had on me

Will I feel His love when I walk away from here, the beauty of flower and bright blue sky

Will I be able to use the love I feel, and bring it as proof, an everlasting love for all to see.

Anita Neal

There are times when  fellow bloggers post a picture that is so inspiring that I ask permission to try to write a post worthy of its beauty.  Today, Ken of tallulahbass created a post for Norm for the Thursday doors and posted this door.  I thought it was a beautiful door and thought of the Garden of Gethsemane wondering what it would be like today to walk through that garden.

As we remember the everlasting love he has for us, let us remember to share that love with a loving smile, maybe a gentle touch for a hurting soul or a helping hand for those in need. And always remember to be Kind.

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Adverbly Stated, #SoCS

Birdly Life

Swiftly moving,  delicately darting, where did he come from, did you see?

Brightly colored, radiantly reflective, there he goes hiding in the tree.

Buzzingly quiet, hungrily tasting, the sweet nectar of flowers below,

Lovingly feeding, protective parenting, the spring time young, waiting to grow.

Hopefully waiting, cameras are ready, as hummers and others begin to arrive,

Amazingly beautiful, peacefully enjoyed, the birds of summer we hope to thrive.

Even though the day is gray, the beauty of the birds help me smiles. I saw the goldfinches arrive last week and today, the hummers have been seen zipping through the evergreens looking for nesting grounds. I would love to be a small creature for a day to be able to go all through the branches of the evergreens and visit all the may birds I see going in and out of there as they come to the feeders to eat. So many types living or visiting in that wall of 6 evergreens. They all seem to get along fine, what a lesson for mankind. Now I know there are squabbles there as well but the image it paints is that all is well.

So I remind you on this day of gray, to rekindle the joys of kindness along you way. And may the brightness of the kindness you share this day brighten the day of another with kindness more to share.

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And if you have enjoyed my silliness with adverbs, then join along with Linda G Hill’s richness of Saturdays SoCS use of Adverbs.