Melting Moments

mounds of blueberry fluff

float in a strawberry sky

kiss

embrace

become one and

spill over

into swirling tongues

that lick the horizon

melting moments.

Copyright © 2010 by Sandra Heska King

Swallowed by His Strength

Miles of trials
and sorrow smiles
sink deep the feet
in silence speak
of eagle wing and sing
with fear-sliced heart
and trace the scar
of sacrifice
and blood-stained sheet
where hidden knife
carves hurting flesh
kneel trembling
to weep for her
and rise again
to face what may
its breadth and length
with weakness swallowed
by His strength.

"Surely God is my salvation; I will trust and not be afraid. The Lord, the Lord, is my strength and my song; he has become my salvation." Isaiah 12:2 (NIV)

"But those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint." Isaiah 40:31 (NIV)

NOTE: This post is part of the One Word Blog Carnival on STRENGTH. For other thoughts, visit One Word at a Time.

Copyright © 2010 by Sandra Heska King

Break the Fast

Strawberry preserves
pool in muffin crypts
trickle down chin
and cracked shells
drip sunshine
scrambled joy
browned and peppered
just right with
a side of java
watch the corn grow
taste the honeyed breeze
break the fast.


Copyright © 2010 by Sandra Heska King

To My Sissy On Her Birthday

White spots on a nose and baby feet.

Shadows in the little house

You not old enough to fear.

Wispy memories.

Separated by the miles

Wrapped myself in shawl of self

Duel pain unshared.

Silent years.

Late night laughter

Stores and restaurants and icy parking lots

Pancakes and pavilions.

Treasured times.

My sister.

My best friend.

Copyright © 2010 by Sandra Heska King

Bittersweet

Startled by beauty

Within my wall

Deceptively sweet

Bitter

Bittersweet

Nightshade.

Woe to those who call evil good and good evil, who put darkness for light and light for darkness, who put bitter for sweet and sweet for bitter. Isaiah 5:20 (NIV)

Copyright © 2010 by Sandra Heska King

Self-Control: A Limerick

Do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit, who is in you, whom you have received from God? You are not your own; you were bought at a price. Therefore, honor God with your body. 

1 Corinthians 6:18-20 (NIV)

 

There once was a writer from Michigan

Whose mirror revealed the shape she was in.

M&M's in a bowl

And with no self-control

She emptied it faster than any man.

The writer then realized her sin.

The temple the Spirit lived in

Had gone all to pot

And healthy was not

Good-by M&M's, hello thin.

Now the writer was bought at a price.

For honor she'll overcome this vice.

She'll pray ev'ry day

M&M's stay away

And chocolate will no longer entice.

Disclaimer: This limerick is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to an actual person, living or dead, including the author, is entirely coincidental.

NOTE: This post is part of the Blog Carnival on SELF-CONTROL. For more thoughts, visit One Word at a Time.

Copyright © 2010 by Sandra Heska King

Morning poem

Arise, oh sleeper.

A new day bursts

Wide open with promise.

Behold a robin

Dance of life.

Hark! A feathered melody.

Rejoice.

Give thanks.

And sing!

"Surprise us with love at daybreak; then we'll skip and dance all day long. Psalm 90:14 (MSG)

 Copyright © 2010 by Sandra Heska King

Spring Awakening

Spring yawns

Slips from its disintegrating blanket

And pushes up from its wintry grave.

 Pregnant lilacs in the greening air.

Death consumed by life.

Everywhere.

"I am the resurrection and the life; he who believes in me will live even if he dies." John 11:25

Copyright © 2010 by Sandra Heska King

Patience Now

Patience.
I want it.

Now.

But it is precious produce
Sown in the soil of adversity.
Timid tendril
Uncurling
Pressing upward
Pruned
Protected
Warmed
Watered
Until the fullness of time.
His time.
And so I wait.
Now.

"But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self control . . ." Galatians 5:22-23

How does YOUR patience grow?

NOTE: This post is part of the Blog Carnival on PATIENCE. For more thoughts, visit One Word at a Time .

Copyright © 2010 by Sandra Heska King

Seize Today - A Poem

I will seize today

For it is shiny and new

Sparkling with promise

A gift wrapped

With moments for delight

To savor.

Anticipation.

I will let go of yesterday's

Wrinkled regrets

Faded failures

Broken bows of disappointment

Moments to forget

And forgive.

Finished.

I will not treasure tomorrow

For God has not promised

On earth

A gift out of reach

Withered moments to hug

And love.

Today.

Will you seize today?

"Why, you do not even know what will happen tomorrow. What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes." James 4:14

Copyright © 2009 by Sandra Heska King