Foundation Of My Heart

FOUNDATION OF MY HEART

Iowa ~
where the tall corn grows.
lightning bugs
dance at night,
and the work ethic is strong ~
it’s where I’m from–home.

2021-07-08
P. Riggs

Written for Poetic Bloomings Prompt 341 – Home Is Where the Heart Is

The Trail Lies Ahead

THE TRAIL LIES AHEAD

The morning mist surrounds her
and vast open land awaits.
Nothing stands in her way ~ yet,
she hesitates,
waiting in silence.

Sensing her world will soon change,
she pauses to soak in this
place of peace.

2021-06-22
P. Riggs

Written for Poetic Bloomings Prompt 339 – Makes Sense

Second Chances

The blazing iris of the sun
ushers in a new day.
Yesterday, gone and done,
the blazing iris of the sun
misses no one.
Whoever’s gone astray, whatever’s fallen to decay,
the blazing iris of the sun
ushers in a new day.

2021-06-16
P. Riggs

The blazing iris of the sun borrowed from The Hard Truth by Benjamin Thomas.

Written for Poetic Bloomings Prompt 338 – Hey, That’s My Line

Week In, Weak Out

What a week – not one predicted, but the one that waited upon Monday’s door. The world was to be filled with the mundane—the workaday tasks, the welcome routine. A one hour commute to and from work each day. Grocery shopping for the weekly menu. Walking the dog. Whacking the weeds that grow more evident once the lawn is mown. Washing the loads of laundry that appear out of nowhere…not to mention the dishes that fill the sink wells. However, being ushered in to the new week, a goal was set before my soul…to walk in ascent to the One who created. Now, as Friday winds down, tasks now done…no feelings of weariness from the weight of the world; rather, strength from the Light of Heaven, to do it all again.

focus can change
when one changes focus
to the One

2021-06-11
P. Riggs

Written for Poetic Bloomings Prompt 337