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  • Writer's pictureRev. Ani

Alonester on a Louisiana Morning

Poems From The Porch


Iris and ginger lily fronds swaying in response to the caress of the breeze


Morning air alive with the sound of blue jays conversing


Five sunny daffodils glowing neon against the overcast sky


Petite paper whites gifting their sweet scent


Spring wildflowers sprinkled yellow and white across the dewey grass,

the ground rich and damp from the recent rain


Stray, beige kitten trying to sneak around unnoticed to grab some breakfast,

his ignorance preventing him from resting in this place of refuge


Vivid, crimson camellia blooming determinately among the many bare branches,

delivering an invitation for pruning


Stubbs, the patriarch, and Petey, the black panther, snuggling on a friendly lap —

nothing new there


Fluffy and ginger Sparkle lounging on the rustic table


Sammy, the tabby, stretched out on the porch floor with his head resting on his arm


Solitary dove cooing in the distance


Regal red wasp landing on the ceiling fan blade,

no doubt looking for a place to begin construction


Banana magnolia shrub laden with buds,

eagerly waiting to serve her delicious fragrance


Cardinal choir tweeting insistently,

overlaying the meadowlark’s gentle song with staccato


Stubbs’ deep purr emerging strong,

a reminder of the wisdom of impermanence


Beloved cat companion of many years

sparking gratitude and anticipatory grief


A lazy Sunday,

each embracing the moment in their own way


Innocent soul rocking alone not by choice,

yet alonester now on purpose,

rediscovering her power,

creating the life she wants,

delighting in awe,

dancing in gratitude,

growing amidst the flowers and the fodder,

accepting the coin of pain and pleasure as income and investment,

prostrate at the altar of this extraordinary life


 

*Author note: I am coining the term “alonester” for a person who is alone not originally by choice, but now on purpose. Stay tuned for more musings from this alonester.



 

Engaging With The Poem


Poetry can be a doorway to the soul and your own creativity. Throughout the ages, the written word has been used as a means to access personal truth and as a vehicle for prayer through the practice of sacred reading (lectio divina). I encourage you to try this beautiful practice and let its truths to be self-evident.


How To Practice Sacred Reading


Read+Reflect+Respond+Rest


READ the passage through slowly more than once, noticing how it feels in your body and the response of your heart.


REFLECT: What word resonates with you? What phrase speaks to you? What overall personal meaning comes to you? Allow yourself to follow a tangent.


RESPOND by making space for the prayer of your heart to manifest. Write down the words and/or phrases that resonate with you, and allow them to arrange themselves into your own poem or prayer.


REST with your eyes closed, perhaps using the word that most resonates with you as your mantra for silent meditation.


 

Dear friend,

May your mind be peaceful and calm,

may your body be relaxed and comfortable,

and may your heart be filled with love.

Thank you for reading.

Blessings and gratitude,

Ani

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