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December Thoughts December is a cold month, Even in Nevada, In Oklahoma it was a snowy month, But I was a child, I spent Christmas and New Year's Eve With my grandparents. In December my memories smile At the sight of building snow people And snowball fights. If I want to play in the snow here I have to go to Mount Charleston. The First Sunday in December 2017 It is the first Sunday in December 2017, I contemplate the beauty of the month, Snow on Mount Charleston, The December full moon, And festive decorations. The full cold moon, This year is a supermoon, Can you imagine What super cold moon Will look like. Wear Brown Shoes Day Today Is wear brown shoes day, But I don't have brown shoes to war. I have black shoes, And purple house slippers, But I don't have a pair of brown or semi-brown shoes. It's wear brown shoes day, What am I to do, I can't go out Without a pair of Brown shoes. Red Skies: Memories of a December Dawn in Oklahoma Rust colored mornings Eased the boredom of waking as Dawn scatted its joy. Sun caressed clouds, Kissed the firmament blue as I stepped onto the cold linoleum Expressing my gratitude and Singing light's praises. The Walled Garden In a stone walled garden By a round wading pool Resides a tall, slender red Yucca Next to a scarlet flowered dwarf bottle brush, A few feet away Sago Palm grows Surround by an Ocotillo, A stand of decorative deer grass, And a cherry laurel. All proclaiming The beauty of the desert. Desert Sunset The desert sunset highlights Tantalizing cactus gardens growing Agave, prickly pear, San Pedro, flat leafed Indian Fig Cactus. And rosemary. Sol's evening rays play In backyard gardens: Kissing Bougainvillea blooms. Transforming deep green Cannas leaves Into emerald images of mystery, Caressing Canary Island Palms, And variegated American Agave. Meditation Nooks Meditation nooks augment desert landscaping: Mexican blue fan palms line hidden walks, White flowered Yucca peek over shorter fans, White blooming green bottlebrush Spill onto curved garden paths, A green Fortnight Lily guards concealed ponds, While soft leaved Asparague Fern caresses the stone. Tranquility echoes The silence of meditation, As a new day begins. Spirituality Soul's mirror reflects, Polished by tests and difficulties, Illumination Reaching it from the divine realm - In adversity, give thanks: Thankfulness, appreciation for Uncountable blessings showered At all times and under all conditions Light the spirit with love's rainbow - In prosperity, philanthropy: The blessings that we give away Yield roses in paradise. Love defined on the Second Sunday in December 2017 The dawn of a new day, Rising rosy over hills of gray. God's eternal light, Giving hope through the darkest night. The generating impulse that began creation, And set the universe in motion. Late Autumn Dawn Dawns light Penetrates my retinas Burns holes in my brain And releases the pressure that demands Another hour of sleep Dandelion Love is a dandelion, Planting itself in your mind, A clever dandy lion, Manufacturing your goal. December Inspiring December Is inspiring, Not because Of the winter holidays, But because It is my birth month. Memories of December's past Always encourage Poems and prose. Steam Dragons Steam dragons rise From smokestack wombs, Frigid air severs Their umbilical cords. Free to fly Wherever they choose Steam dragons Merge with the new born light of dawn. The Lord's Return Hidden in the clouds of glory, He has come, With then thousand angels, He has come. Poetry: The Start of Something Wonderful 1 What was there before the big bang? Magnificence reverberations. 2 Joy reverberates Echoing God's Most Great Name Obedience-love. 3 Grass changes As the seasons progress: Spring's new growth foretells Death's cold fingers Penetrating winter's desolate fields. Prayers rise Out of the fields of summer Generating autumn's harvest. 4 The perfect storm Washing away everything Expect the Beloved. Motivational Monday: December 18, 2017 It's motivational Monday, The day I state my goals for the coming week. It's motivational Monday, The day I begin achieving this week's goals. It's motivational Monday, Six days until my 71st birthday. It's motivational Monday, Thirteen days until 2017 ends and 2018 begins. It's motivational Monday, I need to clean off my computer desk before the end of 2017. Living a Baha'i Life To live a Baha'i life One must live one day at a time. To live a Baha'i life One must strive to live as Baha'u'llah commands. To live a Baha'i life One must take one step at a time. To live a Baha'i life One must intone a teaching prayer each day. To live a Baha'i life One must plant seeds one heart at a time. Winter The first day of winter approaches, And the temperatures fall Toward the single digits. Will winter solstice Bring us the first freeze? I check the temperature app On my phone, It reads 55 degrees As lunch time nears, But last night The temperatures descended into The mid 40s. On the Eve of My Birthday On the eve of my 71st birthday, I contemplate the last five years, And my plans To visit Mama's grave On my December 24. On the eve of my birthday, I think about how much I miss Mama, How much I miss celebrating My birthday With her. On the even if my birthday, I sigh When I think about Commemorating My birthday At her grave. Thoughts on the New Year Seven days until the end of the Gregoria year, Eighty-seven days until the end of the Badí or Bahá'í calendar, I have a great deal planned for the coming weeks: Go away fear! I place everything in Baha'u'llah's hands, Because alone I cannot accomplish any goals or plans, I know that God may have many things in mind, Therefore, I place everything in His hands And the hands of His Glory. Baha'u'llah is the Glory of God, The reflection of the Divine Unknowable Essence To humanity. The Last Motivational Monday in 2017 It is the last motivational Monday in 2017, It is our last chance to motivate ourselves To accomplish our 2017 goals, resolutions, Or whatever plans we made on January 1, 2017. It is the last motivational Monday in 2017, It is time to review the goal-resolutions We mad at the beginning of the year, And determine why we didn't or did Accomplish them Over the past twelve months. Merry Christmas, And Happy New Year. Counting Down to 2018 Two days left in 2017, No time to finish this year's resolutions, Review, reestablish, or make them anew. Do you remember January 2017, The thrill of a New Year And new resolutions; It's time to step something new, With renewed hope. Blessed Be: A Poem Blessed be The lovers of humanity, Those who see Its unity Beneath the rainbow Of its diversity. Kintsugi: A Poem I am A broken piece of pottery That the Beloved has repaired With the gold Of the forgiveness Of my sins. |