MUSIC - an acrostic poem

Melodious tunes

Uses chord collaboration

Sometimes tickles the emotions

Intriguing movements that touch the soul

Creates a pulsating beat through me

Precious Linda, c. 2013

Frozen in FEAR, Once Again

The door SLAMMED

and, once again,

the young child

froze   

in

fear

not knowing

what would happen next,

anticipating

shouting, yelling,

penetrating reprimands,

a cold shoulder with frozen silence,

sharp eyes of disapproval,

permeating everywhere,

filling her heart with

overwhelming terror,

leaving no room

for love,

mistakes, accidents,

or immaturity,

always promising disapproval,

sporadic expressions of love,

and the hopelessness of

never being fully accepted,

as her little,

immature

self,

but rather

annihilated,

in spirit,

once

again.

Years later,

she didn’t know,

if the wind had

blown the door shut,

or a person had shut it,

accidentally loud,

without malice or ill intent,

but she froze,

out of habit,

accepting

the blame

and subsequent

shame,

as her own,

once

again,

until

her body began

to release those

old, old feelings,

turbulent, at times,

and, then, as a

cleansing

wave

washing

her soul.

Precious Linda, c.2013

Come and Drink! Come and See! The LORD IS GOOD!!

Come and drink!

Come and see!

The Lord is good,

Is good to thee.

Come drink freely from the Vine,

taste new life that’s better than wine

an elixir of life 

bringing peace and joy

unknown 

until
one comes
and sits down

at the vine,

drinking freely

of Me,

forever.

Then you'll find

joy
love 

peace

mercy

self-control

that come from drinking freely

of the source

of life

that never ends.

Drink freely, dearest one,

and forever

you will know

the joy of love,

in the midst of sorrow and pain,

and no longer search,

as an addicted one,

for anything but Me

to fill you up and

transform the

misery

and pain

that you have

lived with

for

so long

until

you choose

to come to Me

and bare your soul

and be set free

forever! 

Precious Linda, c. 2013

Two Roads (with apologies to Robert Frost)

Two roads diverged into a yellow wood

And mesmerized, there I stood

The fluttering leaves on a gentle breeze

Whispered to me with the ease…

Of a lover caressing his blossoming love

A match only made in heaven above,

Two kisses, a touch, a smile, a caress

The two entwined as they were blessed.

And with the breeze there came to be

A brilliant, red cardinal beckoning to me

My eyes followed his flittering flight

As my soul soared with gleaming delight...

Dreaming of places I’d not yet seen

People and cultures and frolicking streams

Dancing flowers splashed on meadows and moors

Brilliant sunsets over oceans and shores.

I stood amazed where the two roads diverged

And felt absolutely no nudging or urge

To move from this moment of reverie and delight

To break the beautiful moments that filled my sight

With joy, unspeakable to be present and know

Of the love that went into this beauty and glow.

May I always remember with love and with cheer

These beautiful moments, at this time of year.

Precious Linda, c. 2013

With a writing prompt of using the first line of a poem.