Tiny Poems About Courage
(haiku)
Movies of the night,
dreams open us to new worlds
of dread and delight.
* * * *
Dark, mysterious,
holding a promise of light,
shadow dreams appear.
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Frightening images–
weaknesses, betrayal, death–
painted on the night.
* * * *
Mysterious night,
silent mother of our dreams,
yeast for human fears.
* * * *
Numinous images,
dreams are [...]
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Tiny Poems About Courage
(haiku)
Kiss the hidden fear.
Real courage is accepting
who we really are.
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In courageous acts,
we learn that we have courage.
Birds fly by flying.
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A baby’s first steps.
Learning to balance a bike.
Rewards of courage.
* * * *
Facing a new day.
Taking the risks of living.
No choice but courage.
* [...]
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Tiny Spiritual Poems
(haiku)
When I breathe, God breathes.
When I move, God is moving.
We dance together.
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Bow down before the
shrine of each moment, for life
is God singing us.
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God sees as we see,
quietly moves as we move.
No “I” and no “God.”
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In the silent grass,
in morning’s colored light,
God’s pulse is beating.
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The veil falls away
to show God’s perfection.
My new eyes [...]
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Posted in Tiny Bed Poems, tagged bed, life, love, poems on December 8, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Tiny Poems About Bed
(haiku)
Love-worn
rabbit in my arms.
My bed paradise.
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Baby’s soft, white crib,
haven of morning giggles,
provides a safe home.
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Toys surrounding her,
our baby girl is happy
in her crib playground.
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A few days in bed,
a hothouse for happy germs.
I long for freedom.
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Painful memories.
Clasping the end of my bed,
the switch finds its home.
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Supporting our love,
bed is the sacred alter
where [...]
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