Message In Stanza

Poetry and Musings

Thank you:

I was nominated by Didi for the Blogger Recognition Award. I feel privileged and thankful. Thank you, Didi. 🙂

Recommendation:

I really enjoy Didi’s thought-provoking posts about society, love, and spirituality. Please check out his blog. It will open your eyes to the importance of human connection and love written through wonderful poetry and innovative videos.

The Rules:

1. Thank the blogger who nominated you and provide a link to their blog.
2. Write a post to show your award.
3. Give a brief story of how your blog started.
4. Give two pieces of advice to new bloggers.
5. Select 15 other bloggers for this award.
6. Comment on each blog to let them know you’ve nominated them and a link to the post you created.

A brief story of how my blog started:

My WordPress blog started two years ago. I remember the days of having a blog back in the early 2000’s. It was perfect to get my feet wet into blogging. I would include some poetry on it as a hobby. Then I took a break from blogging. Then I met some people along the way that suggested trying to blog again. Then I got excited. Maybe I could share my poetry and really make a difference in people’s lives again.

I was so happy that I could find some many like-minded spiritual bloggers in the blogging world. Ones who shared in my writing endeavor and helped make me become a better writer. Thank you WordPress community.

My advice for beginners:

1.) It may take a little bit of time to gather a following and community but be patient with yourself. The more open you are with others, the more open they will be with you.

2.) Write from the heart but also try to write a piece where will want to join you on your journey.

My nominees:

Following Him

Loved by the King of Kings

Timbushi

Medha Chugh

Steve Still Standing

Poetry from the Ink Well

yassy

inaloveworld

Boundless blessings blog

Through Ink and Image

Quiet Moments with God

Margaret

songpoetry

Alan

Lizardin Bain

Thank you guys, again!! 🙂 😉

You got a deep cut
The doc said
Just put a band aid on it
And go on your way

You had a stressful week
The yogi said
Take one deep breath
And move forward

You need to lose weight
The nutritionist said
Eat once a day
And walk ahead

Our speed is excessive
It’s for advancement
But are we moving forward?
Or just moving in man’s ways?

You can have peace
God said
He will restore your soul
And rest in green pastures

You can have joy
God said
By the Holy Spirit
And His word will always stand

You can have patience
So many things distract
From the very source of life
Abba, our Provider

(C) Carly Wiggins 2017

Here is a poem I wrote called, “My Quill,” with the beautiful backdrop of the waterfront of Burlington, Vermont. I did a spoken version of it on my YouTube channel called, Carly’s Niche. I hope you enjoy and feel free to subscribe for more videos! I try to post a video every week to two weeks. 🙂

Here is the poem:

MY QUILL

Many words inspire the page
As the quill sets the stage
I could use any writing tool
Don’t mistake me for being uncool

I know it’s the 21st century
But I love to write as you can see
I know I could use my iPad to type
But I won’t when the passion’s ripe

My quill, my quill, my quill
I can write at will
Carefully crafting my words
Like a guitarist makes his chords
(C) Carly Wiggins 2018

Here is June’s Faith Chapter 11. I hope you enjoy! Here is a link to the previous chapters: https://messageinstanza.com/category/stories/

Chapter 10. Life’s Unexpected Blessings and Setbacks

Beautiful pink rose

June went into work and was surprised to see Calvin back in the office.
“Well, I didn’t expect to see you, Calvin.”

Calvin was looking sharper than usual with cleaner attire and hair. Calvin replied, “I would like to take you back on my offer of doing a political humor section. This crazy world gives me lots of material to work from.”

“Glad to hear it. I thought our liberal magazine scared you away forever.” June smirked.

“No, it didn’t but almost.”

They both chuckled.

Susan walked in the two of them laughing. “Oh, you again, Calvin. You are just jealous of us liberals.”

“Nice to see you too, Susan,” retorted Calvin.

Susan promptly went back into her desk, shaking her hand.

“You two used be an amazing couple, huh?” June said.

Calvin smiled, “I guess so. Happy it’s over.”

“I could rehire you but just stick the political humor section. I don’t remind you why otherwise.”

“You got it,” smiled Calvin.

Meanwhile, after work, June called Jimmy on the way from work.

“Hey honey, how it going?”

“Good.”

“Can you meet me at Victor Park now?” Asked Jimmy.

“Why?”

“I have a surprise for you.”

“What?” June said.

“Just get over here, and you will see,” replied Jimmy.

Victor Park was a dog park just outside the city, quaint and cute and sometimes crowded but typically on the weekends but not on Thursdays.

After June arrived, she saw Jimmy comfortably sitting on a park bench next to a black Labrador she met through their mutual friend Tim.

June confidently walked forward but intently curious why she was brought here.
“Hey Jimmy, you are looking sharp. Why are you all dressed up? What’s the occasion?”

“Oh, we had an important work meeting today. Say hi to Harley.” June petted Harley, the black Labrador.

“I am just looking after Harley for Tim when he takes care of somethings.”
“Oh,” said June, thinking not much of it just happy to be with Jimmy on this cool and crisp day. “So why did you bring me here?”

Jimmy opened up Harley’s tight clenched jaw and, on his tongue, laid a shiny object.

June’s mouth dropped and then she tried to speak but Jimmy interrupted her, “Would you take me to be your…”

Then June interrupted Jimmy, “I know what you are going to ask! Of course!”

They threw their arms around each other and Jimmy swept June off her feet in front of some park passersby. “I love you June, and I knew I was hesitant, but I would love to go to Argentina with you! I could never love a woman as much as I have loved you.” Exclaimed Jimmy.

But Jimmy had a solemn look come across his face, “There is something you should know. I am physically unable to have kids. I hope that doesn’t change how you feel about me.”

June’s face dropped again. “You said what?”

Let me know what you think and stay tuned for Chapter 12. 🙂

Many words inspire the page

As the quill sets the stage

I could use any writing tool

Don’t mistake me for being uncool

 

I know it’s the 21st century

But I love to write as you can see

I know I could use my IPad to type

But I won’t when the passion’s ripe

 

My quill, my quill, my quill

I can write at will

Carefully crafting my words

Like a guitarist makes his chords

(C) Carly Wiggins 2018

 

 

bowling pins

Our energies have to be kinetic
Potential energy isn’t enough
When we move forward towards love
We become magnetic

The sparks start to fly
The circuit turns on
The moving energy flows
The pendulum rotates nigh

Love can explain science
And science can explain love
But they can’t live apart
They would create a world of silence

Babies being born
Is such a verb
Love is a verb too
Love and science takes form

Because science is action
Science defines our world
Through theories and studies
But it’s still the law of attraction

(C) Carly Wiggins 2017

Phone in hand

Eyes closed

Wrecked car

Shut down roads

Do we think

Before we speak?

Do we think

Before we act?

 

Crushed bones

Cut lip

This car

Was sinking ship

As soon as

She bent her neck

And maneuvered

Her fingers

 

Multiple streets

Of opportunity

And devastation

Can’t you see

We are one step away

From night stays

By a breathing machine

Or an early grave

(C) Carly Wiggins 2019

 

 

 

God is my Confidant

He is everything I am not

I don’t need to search for a needle

In a haystack

God is right here

He’s got my back

 

Patience allows you to rejoice

It gives me back my rightful voice

Complaining leads only to regret

Webs of despair

But is present God

Don’t let pain ensnare

 

God is my Confidant

He is everything I want

I don’t need to search for gold

In a mine

Because His gold resides inside

His Spirit within me is my shrine

(C) Carly Wiggins 2019