FACEBOOK Poems - part 12

8:37 a.m. Wednesday, September 19, 2012.

It was pouring rain, but the day was bright.
Cloud cover, but the sun shone through!
Thought for sure that there'd be a rainbow ...
God's promise in pink, green, and blue!

But the only thing that could be seen ...
Rain-fed earth, grasses green ...
Drawn with God's lovely brush-painted sheen ...
Dirty things had been made clean.

Just as we're washed in the blood,
buried with Christ, o'erwhelmed by flood ...
Sprinkling's wrong. That just won't do.
Raised to live a life brand new.

(Kind of a double poem I wrote the previous day, about what was happening then. Temperature on my porch about 8 a.m. was 55 cool degrees! Bible class at the Huffman church of Christ building at 10:30 today.)

8:07 a.m. Thursday, September 20.

My brain today is running slow.

The rhymes right now are getting low.

The weather’s changed and there’s a chill.

I’ll blame that on why my thinking’s taken a spill.

(I know the meter on that last line isn't good.)

8:55 a.m. Friday, September 21.

A Waffle House just opened up about 2 miles from me.

Yesterday I went with a friend and we ate mightily!

Do you call that gluttony?

(As one friend pointed out, because I took about half of mine home for a couple other meals, it wasn't gluttony.)

7:55 a.m. Saturday, September 22.

Crocheting so slow I was almost going backward ...
Or “frogging” some yarn 'cause I made a mistake.
I know that I'm tired when I can't do an ''easy'' -
When a nap's on my mind and the time isn't late. 

8:10 a.m. Sunday, September 23.

Where I go to worship,

our gospel meeting starts today.

We don't try to "prosetyze" -

Only Jesus can lead the way.

The visiting preacher is originally from here.

I look forward to hearing him speak.

I'm sure it will be God's Words he says -

Powerful, but meek. 

9:50 a.m. Monday, September 24.

The seasons change. There's now a chill.
Birds? Mostly crows -- the song birds are still.