Cinnamon's Month 2

Turn Out the Light

The house, it is a wreck

And my ire is flaring

This place is a pig sty 

No one else is caring.

Do the dishes, sweep the floor,

Now, or I will ground  you.

If you don't clean in double time

Your sentence will astound you.

I start to seethe.

I need to breath.

Please let me out the door.

I shouldn't talk.

Just let me walk

Until my heart rate's slower.

The sky

Is blue.

The clouds

Are pink.

I breath

In deep.

Ahh...I

Can think.

I walk back in the door

There's more order than there was before.

Perfect, no, better, yes.

The kids have hidden.  They're wise, I guess.

I seek out the baby,

Turn on a CD

Of guitar softly playing

A sweet melody.

With babe in my arms

I turn out the light, 

Breathe baby blond curls

And pace into the night.  

In darkness I can't see 

The grime on the floor,

The clutter in corners,

Or prints on the door.

So when chaos threatens 

To overcome your might,

Just scoop up the baby 

And turn out the light.  

Topic for July

Challenges that become blessings.

Nephi Writes... the Rest

They built a boat, the promised land was waiting.
On board, some were rude and would forget.
To the mast, Nephi was tied,
The ocean raged, his family cried.
Nephi wrote that they repented and were blessed.

In the promised land they built a temple.
The law was kept by his posterity.
While his brothers knew not God,
Nephi grasped the iron rod.
Nephi wrote so they'd remember faithfully.

They spoke of Christ, because of Him, they're joyful.
They wanted all their children to believe.
They wrote of Christ so they may know
To what source they may go
For forgiveness and for peace eternally.

Nephi writes for the learning of his children
Of faith and trials of long ago.
So his children will know
He loves the Father so,
And he writes for the learning of us all.

Cinnamon's Week 1

Nephi writes for the learning of his children
Of faith and trials of long ago.
So his children will know,
He loves the Father so
And he writes for the learning of us all

Lehi's sons went to get the get the brass plate record
From a man who would not let them go.
Nephi knew if he'd obey
The Lord would make a way
 And he writes, so all of us will know.

To their father they returned, he sent them right back,
This time, for Ishmael's family.
To his daughters they were wed,
 Just as Heavenly Father said
Nephi wrote that he was blessed exceedingly.




And that's all there is so far!  I'm a day late, and only half done, but there is music!  I wasn't expecting that.  I've never written a song before.  Well, no, I take that back.  I did once when I was about 6.  It went, "Bunnie, bunnie, gimme, gimme.  Bunnie, bunnie, gimme, gimme."  With a tune just as inspiring.  I'm hoping that at least it was close to Easter, but it might not have been.

Also, my plan was, to take Nephi's psalm and give it rhythm and rhyme.  Then I read it again.  It's themes are so varied:  desire to teach his children, love for the scriptures, regret for his weaknesses, gratitude and praise for God, rejoicing, yearning, faith...  How do you fit all of that into ONE poem?  And then, Dianne, you said that your thought had been to take your favorite lines and write a poem for each.  So I focused on just one line.  It's only partially done, and what is done needs work, but I am enjoying the process.

So here's the beginning of a tune...

Dianne's Week 1

To Trust or be trusted

The greatest praise

To be trusted…

“I’ll do it if you’ll do it”

“Hold my hand”

“Because Grandma told me”

“Can I sleep with you?”

“Proofread this”

“What do you think of this deal”

“Will you watch my baby?”

“Will you cut my hair”

“Can you take dinner in?”

“Fill in my sample ballot.”

“You’ve been called to lead the Young Women”

Each time someone trusts me

I receive the greatest measure.

I, in turn, must trust also…

“You drive”

“Can you teach for me Sunday?”

“Dr., my stomach hurts”

“Wed my child and raise my grandchildren.”

“Return with honor”

“Heavenly Father, help them.”

“Oh Lord, I have trusted thee,

And I will trust in thee forever.”

Bonnie's "Week 1 First Attempt"

The words of men that love that god
That gave us all the breath of life
Cause the least of us to feel 
Gratitude of their testimonies light.

The testimony that they have
Shine as bright as noon day sun
And the words so eloquently describe
The love given to all from the one

The one that gave his life and death
To ensure we knew our way
And continues to answer the questions we have
Each and every passing day.

The mortal man with so much to prove 
Could never do it with all his flaws. 
It makes you wonder how any man
Can deny that there is a god.

The beauty of life is proof enough
That it could never be thought of as chance
We are on our road toward eternity 
And this life is just a passing glance.

Week 1 Topic: Nephi's Psalm: 2 Ne 4: 15-35

By way of explanation to any besides the three of us who may stumble across this place:  We are three friends who also happen to be related to each other.  We like to write, but don't do it as often as we'd like, so we created a challenge, with a topic each month, and one poem due in that month, from each of us.  We hope to create, we hope to improve, we hope to share a little of ourselves.  We also hope you enjoy your stay.