Posted in Poetry, tagged Dr. Seuss, Hiccups on August 6, 2018| Leave a Comment »
Boo!
Ode to Amy’s Hiccups
by Grama
(A Poem for Amy)
How do you stop
a hiccup?
Do you stand
on one foot?
or do you close
one eye and look
at your toe?
Do you hold
your nose and
hop three jumps
to the left and four
to the right?
Do you scream
with all your might
and then whisper
in someone’s ear,
“Please, please don’t
your hear?”
How, just how do
you stop a hiccup.
and then, I knew,
I just knew it was gone.
Just how did that happen
I have not a clue!
Posted in Family stories, Napkinwriter, Poetry, tagged Dr. Seuss, Hiccups on July 28, 2018| Leave a Comment »
Ode to Amy’s Hiccups
by Grama
(A Poem for Amy)
How do you stop
a hiccup?
Do you stand
on one foot?
or do you close
one eye and look
at your toe?
Do you hold
your nose and
hop three jumps
to the left and four
to the right?
Do you scream
with all your might
and then whisper
in someone’s ear,
“Please, please don’t
your hear?”
How, just how do
you stop a hiccup.
and then, I knew,
I just knew it was gone.
Just how did that happen
I have not a clue!
Posted in Poetry, Souljourner at-Large, tagged secrets on July 28, 2018| Leave a Comment »
Secret Things (From Day 17- Archetypes of the Creative – Found Poem
By Susan Heffron Hajec
She holds secret things
holy and alone.
Things of long ago
as she creates anew
on each new sunrise blessing
of a life gifted to her.
Human, yet divine
are the connections she feels.
Lost and found in her
own tiny soul.
Sacred things held dear,
held precious
within a silent yearning…
for what
for what?
Secret yearnings
in grace-filled moments
nearing expression
coming oh so close,
coaxes heart to open wider
breathe deeper.
Those secret things
bubble to the surface
and she is with them
in the sun’s light and warmth
briefly —
then they disappear to the depths
once more
to be awakened again
when enough love is present.
Posted in Napkinwriter, Poetry, tagged Easter, Emmaus, Holy Saturday, Resurrection on April 1, 2018| 2 Comments »
The Way to Emmaus
Susan Heffron Hajec 3-31-18
How many times, Lord
have I walked
the road to Emmaus
like your disciples?
Distraught over what
has happened.
Afraid of what lies
before me.
Confused that things
didn’t work out
as I planned.
Many times, I
must confess,
many times.
How can I so
easily forget
It is you, yourself
who told me—
“Behold, I Am
with you always.”
Posted in Cosmic Universe, Guest Blogs, Poetry, tagged A Star in my Heart, joyce rupp on March 2, 2018| Leave a Comment »
My post today is my most beloved poem of all the poems Joyce Rupp has written. It touches me deeply at the soul level as being the poem of my own birth. Indeed, gathered together am I from history-held mysteries.
These past couple of months, I have been in prayer and healing ministry for so many of my family members and friends suffering from illness and grieving the loss of a loved one — each one “so ordinary, so unique, so simple, so complex”…
Each one given the gift of life and each one exploring the ways to live that as a life of love.
Each of us is surprised into life and each, the blessing of eternity passed on.
I seek out this poem often, to bless myself and the others that I love.
A Star in my Heart is a beautiful read.
From A Star in my Heart – Joyce Rupp
Revision date: 1/8/2018
gathered together am I
from a history-held mystery,
a bundle of memories am I.
caught from smiles and heartaches
of faces and places past cherished
given in love from the heart of life.
from kisses and love making,
from caring and growing,
from vibrancy and vitality,
the gathered memories
of my own named person
have been gifted into existence.
surprises from seeds and secrets,
gifts from unknown voices and events;
here am I, so ordinary, so unique.
here am I, so simple, so complex
knowing that the seed of my self
has the touch of gathered memories;
gleaned from the ages of another time,
seed and sperm seeking, making known.
a birthed bundle surprised into life,
light filling the center of a new spirit;
the blessing of eternity passed on:
urgency always to seek the face of God,
first gatherer of all good memories.
Joyce Rupp – A Star In My Heart
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Posted in creative writing,, Poetry, tagged butterfly, prayer, Virgin Islands on July 17, 2017| Leave a Comment »
Butterfly Prayer
Susan Heffron Hajec
In a star-filled Virgin Island sky
Souljourner’s voice
sends out a Divine Spark
of love and gentleness
across the calm blue-green waters.
A living prayer of protection
and passion transforms
the holy monk’s confined walls
to golden vibrations
of worldwide peace.
They seek
the cry of the wolf
and sooth the ancestor’s
pleas of long ago.
Posted in Napkinwriter, Poetry, tagged God, Hafiz, unforgiveness on May 17, 2017| Leave a Comment »
I am sharing my enjoyment this morning of two more perspectives on God, boats and laughter written in the poetry of Hafiz.
“Two Giant Fat People
By Hafiz
God and I have become like two giant fat people living in a tiny boat;
we keep bumping into each other and
l
a
u
g
h
i
n
g
.”
“Barely One You Wish To Harm
by Hafiz
There are only so many people you can carry in your small boat before their weight sinks you.
A hundred you can carry whom you love. But barely one you wish to harm.”
Poetry from: A Year With Hafiz Daily Contemplations by Daniel Ladinsky
Photography by Rebecca Emmons Lambert
