"When strapped for hope..." a Wordle Poem

When—strapped for hope—

your Soul fails to see the words behind calligraphy

When things of worth

seem bound to fall through the cracks

When the Cup of Salvation

tastes like tap water

Give thanks to the Lord

Call upon His name

Cry out to Him

For in the infinite space

He will raise the sun for you

And the Night will smile, her dark hair tinged with red

Live for the Love of it,

Sasha A. Palmer (aka Happy)

written for Wordle 361

"Perhaps the earth can teach us..."

Perhaps the earth can teach us

As when everything seems dead

And later proves to be alive

—Pablo Neruda

Live for the Love of it,

Sasha A. Palmer (aka Happy)

SPARK (quadrille double acrostic)

Sunny days are Sailing
Past, dazzling blue skies will not last, Pity —
All that burns will die: stars, scars, stories, we, you, I… “Ashes, ashes”
Round we go, from first crocus to first snow, Roses,
Keepsakes, misprints, miss…from last breath and to first Kiss.

Live for the Love of it,

Sasha A. Palmer (aka Happy)

written for dVerse

A Fresh Start: Morning in the Garden

a sunbathed morning

after a night full of rain

a new day opens

Live for the Love of it,
Sasha A. Palmer (aka Happy)

"And yet, as always..."

"And yet, as always, the springtime sun brings forth new life, and we may rejoice because of this new life and contribute to its unfolding; and Mozart remains as beautiful and tender as he always was and always will be."

-- Albert Einstein (from a letter to Queen Elisabeth of Belgium)

Live for the Love of it,

Sasha A. Palmer (aka Happy)