05 Tuesday Sep 2017
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cute, faith, family, frogs, greentree, inspired, life, observation, photography, simplicity, write
in the simple life I live, some days that is
i explore and look around
last week they caught my eye
and this is what i found..
small enough
to nestle in a flower
and sit contently for hours
maybe it was peering eyes of the intruder
that gave reason for hesitation
to leave it’s place of safety
on the high place
of a hollyhock plant…
r gould
25 Thursday Aug 2016
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acceptance, importance, inpromptu, lack, less, life, more, ponder, popularity, scale, thoughts, value, wealth, weight, worthiness, worthy
numbers
on the scale
numbers
on clock
our lives
are based on
numbers
it’s a very sobering thought
outnumbered
by numbers
is that who
we are
do numbers
tell us
that we
have come far
or not..
in life
that seems
to give
those with
high numbers
the number one spot..
r gould
09 Saturday Apr 2016
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simple pleasures
that so easily come
digging in the earth
the feeling of dirt
on my hands…
I do not take it lightly
what my body can do
for with aging, my bones
feel not, exactly new…
but as long as I see beauty
in the simplicity of my day
it will keep my outlook healthy
to handle what comes my way..
rgould
19 Saturday Sep 2015
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The Model T’s came out today
on the road from Bend
they rambled our way
lucky me-i got to see
such pristine cars of old
in the sunshine you shone
many stories you hold
of days not the same
of a slower paced life
on simple roads of two lanes..
r gould
16 Monday Feb 2015
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autrocity, care, Christianity, darkness, evil, expression, faith, hearts, joel 12, pray, rend, words
there are voices
that i hear
crying in the wilderness
of survival
crying for help…
hordes of demonic figures
move in the night
portraying to be
chosen..
will i
turn a blind eye
stick my head
in the sand?
it’s time
to awake from stupor
help carry
the sorrow
and pain
of a world
gone
further away
from
truth
pray
and stand..
22 Tuesday Jul 2014
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heart, kim klassen, peace, photography, pray, roam, stand, strength, sunflower, texture, trouble, words, world
life takes a toll
on all that we know
life is not funny
some days are not sunny
there are lessons to learn
tears that are shed
from turbulent times
we may fear
or dread
from the unknown
of what’s ahead..
but as i gaze
on the face of this flower
it reminds to stand strong
at this time and hour
it’s time to reflect
and not neglect
to look inside my heart
that peace of mind
is what i will find
when i commit
to pray…
r gould
10 Saturday May 2014
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compassion, faith, heart, hurt, Loord, photography, ponder, sadness, self, selfishess, sensitivty, sorrow, thoughts, vanity
My heart has been moved after finding out that a young mother whom we have only met one time, lost a child, in a car accident not too long ago. When I heard this my heart has been silently crying for her. As Mother’s Day approaches and many of us are thinking of a loved one, I am thinking of the one’s that are grieving for a child that they will see no more. The following are spur of the moment words, from my heart.
let me, put me, on the shelf, Lord
and put pity party aside
put worldly and empty chatter
away, Lord
and walk along your side
take away the vanity
and all of the insanity
thinking I am so entitled
to what, really
does not matter
let me, put me, on the shelf, Lord
and may I walk with those in pain
may I put on Compassion
which often is not the fashion
for these trying and dark days
put me, on the shelf, Lord
and my selfish desires be put away
so I will see with new eyes
who needs a helping hand each day..
So I write with heart-felt words for those that hurt and are in sorrow, for a loss, or for a prodigal child that you are missing.. I weep with you today…
17 Thursday Oct 2013
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15 Thursday Sep 2011
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inspiration comes
in all sizes and forms
big or small
there is no norm
it comes in all colors
or none at all
whether gloomy or gray
it’s really ok-
for raindrops that fall
or tears from your eyes
have beauty of their own
and maybe only you will know why
rainbows or sunsets
or birds in the sky
just jump in
with what tugs at your heart
and let it pour out-
there’s no right or wrong
how you sing your own song.. rgould
