We watch the night sky, safe under its lights, reading a language of the night. Our hands fumble, circle as if in orbit, landing inside each other’s magnetic field. We whisper to one another in a planet’s dialect, built by a syntax of suns, stanzas that play between solar winds and the ultraviolet, poetry of passion […]
Yes, I will magnify the Lord
Yes, my soul will reach the highest abode
Yes, praise I have reaped and sowed
You’ll find full guidelines on the TLT page – here’s the rules:
Write three lines inspired by the photo prompt (& give them a title if possible).
Link back to this post (& check the link shows up under the weekly post).
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Read and comment on other TLT participants’ lines.
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Happy three-lining
There lay a fire burning beneath the core of my belief where time flows like a river swift winds of chance change and shift then came that stare surfaced from far below its stillness ever-changing stared right back at me and my way was seen constant and rearranging. Then came a breeze she let a…
I have my own song
They aren’t just for birds
When I give birth to my eggs in larvae
I nurture their brief lives
Until my time is up
Love can be underground
Love can be a song
Humans are so busy
To observe our brief outings
But we as cicadas, are a sight to behold
(C) Carly Wiggins 2018
Time is of essence
Beckoning us to listen
Listen to the present moment
There is only one present moment
The hands of time
Are the hands of love
Don’t fight love
Then you’ll have enough time
(C) Carly Wiggins 2018
O’ God I fail to understand Why do they worship You? Is it because You’re beautiful Or is it because You’re true? Is it because they have a fear Set deep within their hearts That any little misdeed and You Might tear their world apart? Is it because You’re a mystery About which we barely […]
Life is full of cascades
But it also shines on parades
Listen, it’s important to listen
Take advice from elders
You know all these things
Then why do you allow the truth to sting?
I feel like I am learning the same truths twice
Love always guides me along
Showing me my convictions were precise
Why can’t I accept love?
God made me and this beautiful world
He wants nothing but good things for me
Sure, He disciplines me from my bad choices
And gives me high love portions
With your truth, God I should take away this distortion
The liar makes me think life shouldn’t be happy or fun
Thanks God for revealing this truth
The liar would makes think that no one cares
Thanks God for being there for all these years
I am broken but I know my brokenness brings you glory
And we are a part of the same exact story
I give your praise
I quote Ralph Waldo Emerson
“Never lose an opportunity of seeing anything beautiful, for beauty is God’s handwriting.”
God please enjoy this phrase
For I know you are with my all my days
(C) Carly Wiggins 2007
The magic is in the air
As evil whispers my name
But I cling to love without despair
What is truth?
Some misguided virtue?
Some tarnished light?
Some many different questions go through my mind
Where’s my freedom lie?, Where’s peace?
Tell me there’s hope, I don’t want to feel confined
But I cling to love
I hold it real tight
Because I know it’s truth
(C) Carly Wiggins 2018
Hello everyone, I have a new blog called, My Ink Smears. Here is my latest post there:
https://myinksmears.wordpress.com/2018/04/18/the-glorious-beauty-of-vermont/
This will be my last post on Message In Stanza for a while but I will be on here to answer comments and stuff. Some reblogs and rewards from Message In Stanza will go to My Ink Smears now. 🙂
Have a beautiful day,
~Carly~
Hey check out my new post from my new blog, My Ink Smears and be sure to follow my new blog! 🙂
https://myinksmears.wordpress.com/2018/04/17/a-little-tlc-does-one-good/
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