The Snowflake Chronicles

Blog Poem for September 2014

Monday, September 1, 2014
Kamal (Perfection), 13 Asma (Names), 171 BE
Poet999 - A Butterfly Emerges From Her Cocoon  

Monday Meditation: No You-er Then You  

"Today you are you! That is truer than true! There is no one alive who is you-er than you!"
Dr. Seuss

No Me-er The Me
with apologizes to Dr. Seuss

A human being,
an individual,
unique,
sometimes absurd,
sometimes weird,
sometimes terrified beyond words,
sometimes completely fearless,
trusting in God,
writing poetry,
proclaiming Baha'u'llah,
praying,
singing,
laughing,
crying,
etc.

Tuesday, September 2, 2014
Fiḍal (Grace), 14 Asma (Names), 171 BE
Poet999's Thoughts about Writing and Other Stuff  

Happy Birthday Writing.com  

Writing.com is fourteen years old this month.
Fourteen years of writing fun,
reading,
and reviewing.

Fourteen years encouraging
writers to follow their dreams
to improve their craft.

Fourteen years of welcoming
readers,
writers,
poets,
anyone who wants to share
or get feedback on their work

Wednesday, September 3, 2014
'Idal (Justice), 15 Asma (Names), 171 BE
Poet999 - A Butterfly Emerges From Her Cocoon  

Midweek Reflections: Melancholy Wednesday  

Melancholy Wednesday
shadows descend on my mind:
Do I want to cry?

Melancholy Wednesday
Metro helicopter flying over
my neighborhood.

Melancholy Wednesday
prayer and God's Most Great Name intoned
I smile as I listen
to the neighborhood noises.

Thursday, September 4, 2014
Istijlal (Majesty), 16 Asma (Names), 171 BE
Poet999's Thoughts about Writing and Other Stuff  

Thursday Thoughts: Wandering Thoughts  

This morning
my thought are wandering across the universe,
unfocused and distracted.

Sometimes writing helps
pull my wandering thoughts back
to today's activities.

Waiting for coffee to brew
my eyes wander to the computer's clock:
Has it been an hour since I took my thyroid medication?

Poet999 - A Butterfly Emerges From Her Cocoon  

Thankful Thursday: The First Thankful Thursday in September  

On the first thankful Thursday in September,
I pause
to whisper a prayer,
to give thanks for another day
of life.

On the first thankful Thursday in September,
I am thankful
for the leather medicine bag
a friend made for me
before he passed
into the heavenly abode.

On the first thankful Thursday in September,
I give thanks
that I have my Mother's
pink prayer beads
to use
when I intone God's Most Great Name.

On the first thankful Thursday in September,
I realize
that I have a great deal
to be thankful for.

On the first thankful Thursday in September,
I give thanks
that the breaks on my car work;
that I have spinach cooking
in the electric skillet;
and that I wrote my first
Steampunk poem yesterday.

On the first thankful Thursday in September,
I am grateful
for the rooster
that crows every morning;
for the birds
singing in the pine trees;
for the palm tress
waving their fronds;
for the beautiful
Las Vegas sunshine;
and for the picture of 'Abdu'l-Baha
that is next to my keyboard.

Friday, September 5, 2014
Istiqlal (Independence), 17 Asma (Names), 171 BE
Poet999's Thoughts about Writing and Other Stuff  

A Week of Writing Poetry  

poetry writing
seven days of blissful joy
with form poetry

Monday, September 8, 2014
Kamal (Perfection), 1 ‘Izzat (Might), 171 BE
Poet999 - A Butterfly Emerges From Her Cocoon  

Meditation Monday: Alone on a Rainy Day  

Las Vegas rain
clears the air of summer
and foretells autumn's arrival.

Each raindrop
carried by an angel
to the thirsty desert soil.

I am alone
watching the rain
and listening to my refrigerator.

Humidity
sweltering and making
me think temperatures are higher.

Wednesday, September 10, 2014
'Idal (Justice), 3 ‘Izzat (Might), 171 BE
Poet999's Thoughts about Writing and Other Stuff  

One Word Wednesday: Weary  

Worn out
Each movement an effort
A good nights sleep is all I need
Rest is the only thing I require
Yet I cannot seem to sleep

Worn out
Too tired to move
I want to take a nap
When I lay down I cannot sleep
Weary

Saturday, September 13, 2014
Jalal (Glory), 6 ‘Izzat (Migh), 171 BE
Poet999's Thoughts about Writing and Other Stuff  

Success Saturday: At the end of a busy week  

At the end of a busy week,
I look back over my accomplishments
and find moments of success.

Poems
scripture inspired
written in my journal
waiting for me to post online
to share.

At the end of a busy week,
I look back over the prayers I said,
the stories I read,
the poems I wrote,
the places I went,
etc.