Eyes to see
Yonder stars shining
Even when clouds gather
So, turning my head to heavens above
Every day, now fill me
Yes, with lifted arms to God
Each brings a promise of hope
Sing, sweet Light, and fill our souls
Charlotte-Anne Allen
EYES
Poetry
Cloud Speak
Portents of things to come
Stormy sky and pouring rain
Fair weather cotton balls
Gray blanket for a drizzly day
Look about and heed
What do we form for all to see
Sailing high above in swift retreat
Or gusting words to rush about
What times for lifting energizing
Beauty flashing midst struggles deep
Washing sometimes roaring
In our own smallness soaring
Do we speak of fairer days
Quietly linger softly calming
Breath in deeply sweet aroma
Welcome refreshment steady supply
Flying floating freely
Sunlight glinting over all
Rest ‘neath such as welcome
With One much greater above all
Charlotte-Anne Allen
Shush
“shh, shh”
Quiet waves sigh
A gentle reminder
To pause as time goes by
As a mom
Sooths and sways
Gently whispers
Her child she softly lays
Come evening time
Or morning’s glow
Peaceful resting
Let thoughts go
Embrace it now
A time for hush
Release and calm
“shh, shh” … Shush
Charlotte-Anne Allen
Coming In
When up and about
Mind’s on things old and new
What you like. What you need.
Seems you have much to do.
As a bee searching, gathering
Zipping here and there
Returning with what’s needed
Bringing home to share
Some with satisfaction
Others pondering with concern
As day’s time progresses
It’s for home we yearn
Coming in to draw a breath
Coming in to find some rest
Thankful prayers for a place
… As a bird to its welcome nest
Something about that moment
When we finally enter in
Come and find a welcome
No matter where we’ve been
Charlotte-Anne Allen
What Words!
Some curious words
From childhood days
May have some wondering
About those past ways!
Say piffle to such nonsense
When you hear a doozy of a tale
A great hullabaloo of a commotion
Arises when bamboozled… I’ve been tricked!
We skedaddle and leave quickly
When faced with hogwash nonsense!
Don’t lollygag or waste any time
Listening to gobbledygook and meaningless talk
Take care not to get turned back widdershins
Things sometimes do go cattywampus
Good words to take note of
They’re just the right fit
For frustrating or interesting moments
… Perfect for interjecting a bit of wit!
Charlotte-Anne Allen
What Flights!
What flights
of imagination
do we take?
Stretching outward
Beyond comprehension
Awestruck
Light shining into
a vast universe
dark and deep
Circling ripples upon water
Miniscule or infinitesimal
Vibrant and flowing
In wonder
we bow before
our Mighty Creator God
Charlotte-Anne Allen
Come Princes Princesses
Rising sun on this new day
Humble princes and princesses
Adopted children come without delay
To the Mighty One, serving our King
We lift our voices and now we sing
Of trials and triumphs, of pain and joy
Of trust and doubt, of faith …and hope
We touch the promises of our great God
Love unfailing, forgiven freely
Arms enfolding, sovereign power
Awesome, filling
Charlotte-Anne Allen
Summer Storms
Lightning flash, sizzle, bright
Such great brilliance can give a fright
Thunder crash, rumble, roar
But in my home I am secure
Trees swaying in the wind
Shaking, thrashing… how they bend
A plop, a drop, approaching rush
Ever harder pounding in a mighty gush
Sun chased… Obscured by clouds of gray
Summer storms cool a hot, humid day
Charlotte-Anne Allen
With
Rain forming in a cloud
Joining with each other
Ingredients in today’s dish
Blending, mixing until just right
Special people surrounding us
To laugh and cry together
A furry companion by my side
Happy and contented
Child cuddled close and warm
For comfort and laughter too
Words upon a page a line
Bringing forth new meaning
Forming, gathering, making
Bringing all together
Wondrous in creation
God always by me… with me
Charlotte-Anne Allen
Honey Bees
Humming busily
Zooming to-and-fro
Waggle dances
For treasures to show
Sweetness of nectar
Rich and fine
Heading there
Now make a beeline!
Workers buzzing
Warm and sunny
Bringing life
With golden honey
Charlotte-Anne Allen
The Still Small Voice 