Robert Lee Brewer of the Writer’s Digest’s Poetic Asides has begun a “count down” to his annual April Poem-a-Day challenge this year.
My plan, if I can keep up with it, is to daily provide a link to Robert’s prompts here at Bloomings. If you care to share your P.A.-prompted poems daily here, you are more than welcome to do so. We can interact and encourage one another easily here.
Here is the link to today’s prompt, “Write a quiet poem”: Poetic Asides April PAD Countdown: T-minus ;6
Connect, keep healthy, and poem on!
POETIC BLOOMINGS 
CALL WAITING
You know how, when you’re on the phone,
And your children won’t leave you alone?
Your finger to lips
Aren’t taken as tips?
Well, it don’t go away once they’re grown! 🙂
© Marie Elena Good, 2020
Then there’s the right hand raised, left hand holding the cell phone, but unseen in one’s unruly hair
And I’ve seen pics of that beautiful unruly hair! 😀
Exactly!
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Z
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Sitting Quietly
performing cat meditation,
I am calm, doing nothing,
not going anywhere,
not thinking too much,
grateful to be present,
learning patience,
easing my news-filled mind,
waiting for the hummingbirds and bees to return,
waiting for the cacti to flower,
waiting for the birds to sing,
thinking about the difference between
being quiet and finding silence,
remembering to pray when things are
going well.
“being quiet and finding silence,
remembering to pray when things are
going well.” Yes!
YES. This is what most spoke (quietly) to me as well.
The Decorum of Quiet
The world after a heavy snowfall
tamps down all sound.
gentle murmur of dribbling creek
to the sea bound
the sanctuary’s holy hush
spirals up, around
a stone’s mute praise on the hillside
waft’s from the ground
the fog as it slinks through the woods
like a whipped hound
Things that are quiet, still, serene
sit like a crown
on the brow of a queen
Oh my goodness, Debi. An AMAZING poem. WOW …
Thank you Marie
This morning, I pray
the voice we hear the loudest
is the still, small One.
© Marie Elena Good, 2020
“… but the Lord was not in the wind. And after the wind an earthquake, but the Lord was not in the earthquake. And after the earthquake a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire. And after the fire a still small voice.”
#seventeenintwenty
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