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Wednesday, April 3, 2013

Tiny Rustic Cabin


The writing prompt today from the NaPoWriMo blog was to write a sea shanty. Using the writing prompt is not required, but is offered as means of inspiration; needlesstosay I would have failed miserably at writing a sailor's song, but the prompt did bring to mind a poem I had started to write several years ago after vacationing solo at Cape Hatteras; a gift to myself for my 50th birthday. I no longer write rhyme poetry, so finishing it was more an atrocity than a challenge..but here it is...


A tiny rustic cabin, a few feet from the shore
Became my prized abode, a couple nights or more
I needed very little, no fancy place to stay
A prayer, a song, a memory; His love to greet my day

I heard the ocean roaring, the waves were raging high
I marveled how our God could know, just where to end the sky
I walked along the shoreline, felt the wind upon my face
Remembering His mercies, His forgiveness and His Grace.

I thought about the things I have, why did I need them so
When He provides my everything, comfort when I;m low
Salvation, joy and peace of mind, rejoicing in my heart
Eternal life, heavenly guests, His promise from the start.

I loved that tiny cabin, its walls that smelled of pine
A place where God softly spoke and offered these as mine
Abundant love sent from above, ever deep and ever wide
A Palace in the heavens, Jesus Christ my constant guide. 


dsbutler 4/3/13
day # 2 NaPoWriMo

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Entwined



through whispering pines I hear His voice
feel His touch in gentle breeze
His sovereign love within me dwells
Saving Grace is all I breathe

The Lord of peace shines down on me
Love and Comfort softly warms
a gentle flow of mercy pours
safe in Him my life transforms

His promise of eternity
deeply pierced this heart of mine
firmly living the Written Truth
      heart and soul with Him entwined



 ©2010
dsbutler

Monday, March 19, 2012

The Dull of Day




In dull of day
the dark blue far-away ocean
appeared in a daydream;
her rock bound coast
with jagged boulders


kissed the slopes of low-lying hills
where pines and firs and cedars
clustered together
 a frolicking stream
tumbled down the mountainside
and I awoke wondering
who could not believe in God
if dreams such as this
occur
in the dull of day

Monday, April 11, 2011

Take Me Back








If you could take me back 
to before
the scars of yesterday
I would dance with you
under starry skies 
and midnight moon
and offer you the whole of me
better than bits and pieces

your happiness and laughter
would echo through the night air
a thrill
for my lonely heart to hear
and there would be no pretending
or uncertainty
about our existence together

for our dance
arm in arm beneath the heavens
would be a testimony of love
to our God
before the years lived
beyond yesterdays scars
 










original 2005

© dsbutler 2005-2011

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Brokenness

Insurmountable restlessness
visits again
draining the soul
more evidenced now
than in earlier days
consumed by the beckoning
of one heart's journey

stirring memories of days past
when delicate snow flakes
drifted through the pines
blanketing the soul
a safety from
harsh words and thoughts
that echoed through the cold night

praying for understanding
of these times
needing the comfort of a soft hand
the peaceful rhythm of one's heartbeat
yet now love seems so absent
silenced by awakenings of the night

can you explain why the shallow waters
of a mountain stream flow
as freely as the wind
or why the trails burst with
dancing fragrant flowers?
yet the heart so pure and gentle
full of tender love
is left crying
alone to suffer in brokenness

the flowers are not left to mourn
in the fields
they live and spread their beauty
across the hills, down the valley
alive throughout God's creation

one can now only pray
when reminded
of the choices
made without Him


original 2006
dsbutler

Saturday, February 19, 2011

A little bit of Emily Dickinson

If I can stop one heart from breaking,
I shall not live in vain;
If I can ease one life the aching,
Or cool one pain,
Or help one fainting robin
...Unto his nest again,
I shall not live in vain.


Emily Dickinson

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Love is Now

to love and be  loved so deeply  
that no
pain, no heartache 
of yesterday
could ever again mingle 
with the dark of night,
or torment the delight of new day
a pure inaudible pleasure of love 
waiting to dance on lonely lips 

 love never comes too late

Sunday, January 23, 2011

Silence


In the heart of the woods
a gentle breeze 
 God's breath on angel wings
touches
brings comfort to the day's turmoil.
be still, fear not I hear Him say

kind words in the din and chaos
 His whispers of ceaseless love
 a soothing balm to wounded heart
My peace is yours He reminds

 Hands of strength and splendor
reach across limitless heavens
through  rage of thunderous sky
 calming hearts bathed in tears
I shall never leave you nor forsake you
  
confident hope rests in the Source
meek and gentle is His Way
there is peace
in the silence
In the heart
of the woods

copyright 2011 dsbutler























Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Long Distance Love

I've heard it said
no one can love from a distance
yet here I am and there you are
my insides sting waiting to hear
you speak my name

then in an instant
my heart sings and leaps 
as the sound of your voice
tenderly whispers from afar

I love you

the sweet melody from your lips
fills the sky to let me know
love endures 

do you know I love YOU?








original 2005
©2005-2010
dsbutler

Monday, December 27, 2010

Listen



awakened in the quiet
and still of  night

faint words of hope,
 delicate as snowflakes
 drifting gentle to earth ,
whisper to my ear

tell my heart to listen

alive from sleep
I touch the new of morn
help me hear you  Lord
I pray  I would hear



Sept2004
©2004-2010
dsbutler

Monday, November 22, 2010

Where Love Lives On

there's you

there's me

there's Life 

and within the chaos of everyday

there's poetry.
 
words to 
intoxicate, invigorate,entice
the heart 
to awaken and love.

Friday, September 17, 2010

Love Unwrapped

I wonder
if the earth is
wrapped in
tumultuous cloud

suffocating in its purpose
unable to breathe or feel
crying to be released





like the day my heart
felt saddened and heavy
lost without love
or hope

and my God said

Go...

sit among the buttercups


and bluebells



smell their sweetness
high on the snow capped cliffs
of the alpine tundra



witness the fragility of survival
among the sedges
the grasses

inhale the freshness
into your heart

breathe in My love

to uncover
all that saddens
your heart






If my people, 
which are called by my name, 
shall humble themselves, and pray, 
and seek my face, 
and turn from their wicked ways; 
then will I hear from heaven, 
and will forgive their sin, 
and will heal their land.
2 Chronicles 7:14



copyright 2005-2010 dsbutler
pics Rocky Mountain National Park

Thursday, March 4, 2010

Sullen Days Of March

through long wintery months
sparkling feathery powder
disrupts, disturbs
the quiet lives
sleepy villages and towns
of a world

frosty little imps of flakes
joyfully play and tease
leap through the air
cling to branches;
fall onto frozen earth
slippery, mischievous

sturdy boughs of spruce
droop,
begging for a release
from shivering cold
shaking in their plea
for warmer day,

a season lingers
under winter's blast of frozen crystals
a world awaits
return of flower's sweet scent
and plush meadow's green

such a glorious task
each season's wondrous beauty
God's design

 
 
 

Friday, March 13, 2009

Anticipation



she wakes and unlocks all the streams
jeweled fingers
break the icy bonds
scattered seed yield fragrant flowers
swollen buds burst forth in fruitful bloom
over the hills a balmy breeze is felt
swaying branches of leafing trees
antlered deer quench their thirst at dawn
along the streams enchanted path
flashy robins in scarlet vest
return with morning carols
to a gaily painted sky of morning
crimson
blue and yellow
later slashed with whips of fire
as the sun dips to rest

you are loved more with each return
oh gentle maiden Spring



Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Sunrise/Sunset



Sunrise
daybreak,Creator
awaiting, arising, fascinating
east, dawn, west, dusk
stunning, descending, evening,
nightfall, Creator
Sunset








Footnote:Poetry (A Diamante)