On The Pursuit of Poetry

I have taken on the challenge of writing a poem a day throughout Lent.  Usually just a short verse, not necessarily pithy, but something that communicates feeling.
I have found that on some days, the poetry bubbles out in places and at times I would not have expected.  It is as if I have given my creative side permission to play,  and it is happily doing so.  There have been many spontaneous verses these last few days.  Here are the "Lenten Poems" so far:

The hour is late
And I must go
But I hesitate
Because I know
I have not spoken
My truth to you
My heart unbroken
For loving you

How appropriately bent
Seems our weather toward Lent
With skies ashen grey
And dreary all day.

The peekaboo sun
Is having fun
Teasing us today.
Appearing to say
Spring is near
But not quite here

My soul feels grey
Just like the sky today,
Tired and weary
Just short of teary.
But I shall rest in You
And be renewed

Today my spirit may soar
The sun is shining

 The clouds are no more.
Let us sing joyfully and bright
For the gift of light.

How is it
That I can sit
Idly here
When so much
Calls me
With such
Urgency?

Light on water
Shifting color
Beauty
Stays me
Bids me to wonder
And to ponder.

Time is short I must fly

 A verse before work I must try

 Day is fair My senses sing

 On the air The breath of Spring.

Today in the midst of busy life
Confronted with angst and strife
I remembered your smile
And for awhile
Things were all right
In your light.

Slow start today
Not much to say
Feeling a bit hazy
Decided to be lazy.

Gone the night
Day is bright
Miles to go
But I know
You will be
Here with me.

These are the short daily poems I write to satisfy the requirement I set for myself.  Here are the ones that have happened along on their own:

Circulation Song

By C.K. Armistead 2014

 Circulation is a circle

 Books in and books out

 Novels coming in again

 Picture books checking out.

Circulation is a circle,

Still I stop and sigh

 Dvds too many to sort

 Audiobooks rolling by.

Circulation is a circle

 Still I would not trade

 One hour of my little job

 For diamonds or jade.

We help close that circle

That fills a human need

We make sure the books are there

 When you need something to read!

Song of Thankfulness

By C.K.Armistead

2014 

For the sunshine

 Of a child's smile

 Thanks be to God

 For healing love

 And shared joy

 Thanks be to God

For relief from stress

 And answered prayer

 Thanks be to God

 For dear friends

 The whole world around

 Thanks be to God.

Some less formal verses have found their way into my Twitter feed.

Holy cats!

 I'm going to flip my lid

 This place is packed

 With bunches of kids!

In case you are in any doubt

 We're busy today 'cause school is out

 Summer will be no vacation

 If today is any indication.

Good morning, says my tweet

 Except I'm talking in somebody's sleep.

 Though here the day is bright,

 On the other side of Earth,

 it's night!

Midnight's tones have been rung,

 The gauntlet of sleep has been flung 

Time has fled, and so must I

 Goodnight, my friends, I fly!

It seems that once the possibility is open for the words to play, they waste no time.  I have always liked to play with words, and sometimes just for the joy of the way they sound.  When they also have a deeper meaning, that's a bonus!

I shall share more of what turns up, unless it is completely awful.  Then it will only live in the poetry notebook.