Showing posts with label gratitude poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label gratitude poem. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 2, 2015

INSPIRATION GRATITUDE


The odd stray thought, the cockamamie scheme...
an impulse to make songs, or birthday cakes,
or sculptures out of bits of string... could be
the universe’s way of saying, “Pay
attention, kid; you just might change the world.”

--by Mary Campbell
Gratitude poem #8, iambic pentameter, 12-2-2015


Tuesday, December 1, 2015

Giving Thanks 5 Lines at a Time

THANK GOD! Gratitude poem #5, iambic pentameter, 11-28-2015

GOD GRATITUDE 

It doesn't seem to matter what I call
the Force Divine, the Source of Love, the Guy
or Gal Upstairs, Allah, or Adonai. 
It doesn't matter, when I pray, what Name
I use; it matters only that I do.


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THANKFUL FOR VOWELS! Gratitude poem #6, iambic pentameter, 11-29-2015

O GRATITUDE

Thank heaven for the letter O--so that
the Widow Lennon doesn’t have to be
YK N, the play’s not THELL, those trees aren’t AKS... 
and as for me, I’d rather greet a friend
with less extravagance of warmth than “HELL.”


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THANKS, MOM AND DAD. Gratitude poem #7, iambic pentameter, 11-30-2015

ETERNAL GRATITUDE

The picture hung above the fireplace
at Mom and Dad's. My grandpa made the frame. 
No fireplace today, no Mom and Dad,
except in the occasional refrain
that echoes, "Wear a hat; it's going to rain."


Friday, November 27, 2015

Gut-Flora Gratitude

Source: Physicians' Committee for Responsible Medicine























Gratitude poem of the day #4, five lines in iambic pentameter, 11/27/2015

GUT-FLORA GRATITUDE


Intestinal bacteria are not
the enemy I thought. Some types, it seems,
are friendly to digestion, some protect
immunity, and some make vitamins.
Reminder: Eat bananas, beans, and kraut.

--by Mary Campbell



Monday, November 23, 2015

Caffeine Gratitude

HAPPY THANKSGIVING, EVERYONE! This week I'm challenging myself to write each morning a gratitude poem of five lines in iambic pentameter. 
Here's no. 1, for 11/23/2015:
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CAFFEINE GRATITUDE

My morning coffee—yesterday’s, I must 
confess, reheated in the microwave—
is less a beverage than a simple, cheap
indulgence, plus a timely tweet from God:
“A brief reminder: Bitter can be sweet.”