Heart Looks Ahead

In Other Words, decisions…

Image by Arek Socha from Pixabay

Curiouser and curiouser! the world has

Many greening roads; much life to journey

Search and see, before I’m terribly old

Well-grown… One path will lead to special

Lass who’ll someday, my heart, own.

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Unique (A to Z Challenge-Letter U)

I could have used one of the previous HEART shapes, but most folks celebrate the uniqueness of SNOWFLAKES…We are each UNIQUE, VALUED creations of God

Brilliant, beautiful as snowflakes

We’re UNIQUE creations of God.

No cookie cutter children for Him

He formed, fashioned each of us

As originals with Designer label…

He sewed every finest detail.

Such time, attention went into

Preparing physical features, and

Mechanics of our brains…how

We process thoughts, information

Emotions of the heart; the secret

Space where spirit’s placed…with

Style, distinct, language He’ll use

To communicate.

He fine-tuned sense of humor; crazy

Little quirks; color of skin, eyes and

Hair; what turns us on, makes us tick

What does/doesn’t work.  The things

Which drive us, scare our pants off…

He knew them in advance; aspirations

Mad frustrations…each fit Divine Plan.

He saw our journey, beginning to end…

Glorious seasons when all goes right

Those that fall apart completely…

God is there for final “goodnight”.

He made us from His heart, love-full…

Never desires we despise our so-called

Imperfections…face, figure, uneven stature

Brief lack of grace, or weight.

God makes no junk, not single mistake… 

Doesn’t have second-thoughts and wish 

He’d drawn some aspect differently, reshaped

A bit…painted from another palette. 

When He looks upon us…even times we

Feel we’ve disappointed self and everyone

Who matters…His countenance glows with

Deep compassion, Good Father’s true delight.

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“For You formed my inmost being; You knit me together in my mother’s womb. I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Marvelous are Your works, and I know this very well. My frame was not hidden from You when I was made in secret, when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.” Psalm 139:13-15, Berean Study Bible

“Your hands have made and fashioned me…” Psalm 119:73, English Standard Version

Questions Allowed (A to Z Challenge, Letter Q)

My unbreakable faith

Allows questions

Faith-walk hasn’t been

Without days of doubt

Journey of the soul, a

Quest to know God I

Believe in fully, more

He responds, we have

Dialog, communication

It’s permissible to ask

“Why?” and “When?”

Whatever’s on our hearts…

We want answers when

Things go wrong, when 

We’re hurting…during dry

Spells and trials…when we

Want what we want right

NOW, and we don’t care 

About how… Then, and 

Always, God is bigger than 

Our minds can conceive:

“My thoughts are not your

Thoughts, My ways are

Not your ways”*…but it’s 

Okay to believe and still ask

To trust, yet wonder a bit…

Faith is not a magic wand

Faith is imperfect, like us

To question is not a sin…

Pray with patience, wait for

God’s answer to come…

Unfinished answers aren’t

Necessarily “No”.

Even Jesus, on the cross

Asked, “My God, why have  

You forsaken me?”**

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Bible Verses: biblehub.com

*“For My thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways My ways,” declares the LORD. “For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so My ways are higher than your ways and My thoughts than your thoughts.” Isaiah 55:8-9, Berean Study Bible

**“And about the ninth hour Jesus cried with a loud voice, saying, Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani? that is to say, My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?” Matt 27:46, KJB

Heart-Things List (NaPoWriMo)



From NaPoWriMo host:  Our (optional) prompt for the day…inspired by the work of Sei Shonagon, a Japanese writer who lived more than 1000 years ago. She wrote a journal that came to be known as The Pillow Book. In it she recorded…lists with titles like “Things That Have Lost Their Power,” “Adorable Things”…  Challenge: write your own Sei Shonagon-style list of “things.” What things? Well, that’s for you to decide!

In heart’s treasure chest

Many things, intangible…

Even if I showed you, said

In words, you mightn’t see

Be able to hold them:

Precious prism rainbows

Transient spring through fall

That paint from west windowsill

Ceiling, floor and wall…

Pictures framed by memories

Movies played on mind’s silver

Screen, few I’ve cherished, kept…

Rare laughter shared with others

Captured, freed, like butterflies…

Distant love, a hologram of 

Moments in kaleidoscope…

Books I mean to write someday

If ‘somedays’ don’t run out…

Wishes which still linger, their

‘Come-true’ tinged with sepia doubt

Unlike my faith in God, unbreakable

Tall flame no gale wind can blow out…

Prayers awaiting answers, destiny’s

Mirror marked by fingerprints

Mine and those of others…

Tomorrows and dreams I don’t

Believe in, but that I’m told

Believe for me.

If today all home’s possessions were

Stolen, I would little weep…thieves won’t

Find the treasure chest heart keeps.

©Ennle Madresan, 2019 ~ All rights reserved.

Image: Pixabay.com

Gifts for Everyone

FOWC with Fandango — Retro


Host’s Prompt:  Today, we’d like to challenge you to write a poem of gifts and joy. What would you give yourself, if you could have anything? What would you give someone else?

It may be “retro” to wave

Peace sign, sing “all we

Need is love”…but if it were

In my power to hand out

Gifts to Everyone, friends

And strangers alike, those

Would be among presents

I’d glad and generously

Bestow… Like glitter, I’d

Sprinkle JOY, erase your

Frown lines… serve each

Heart a chocolate soufflé

Of HOPE.  And the gift I’d

Most desire for myself, as

Well as to share:  eyes and

Ears of understanding, so

That when we’re with other

People we could truly see

Them, hear who they are

Know what they’re about…

Glimpse tears, listen to

The unspoken melodies

They carry closed within.

I’m not asking to be like

Him, but that’s how God

Knows each soul…inside

Out, upside down, sideways.

Idealistic, naive, a romantic…

I might be mistaken, but if we

Understood better, persons

Near and far—perhaps we’d

Love better, more…if we loved

From place of empathic knowing

We’d probably find real peace

Waits in the wings…an open door

©Ennle Madresan, 2019 ~ All rights reserved.

Image: Pixabay.com

April Writing Flurry (NaPoWriMo)




Can you believe it?  NaPoWriMo’s optional prompt fit nicely into what I’d already planned!  ‘Today, we’d like to challenge you to write a poem of the possible…what might happen if the conditions are right. Today, write a poem that emphasizes the power of “if”…’ 

Admittedly, my poem doesn’t offer a lengthy discussion of “what’s possible”, PEACE—it’s capsulized in my Dedication, which precedes the short poem combining multiple prompts🙂

I dedicate this post, and tagxedo heart, to ALL the marvelous word-artists I meet through blogging…with mucho talent and caring shared around the globe, can Peace be far behind?  We can Hope♥ Ennle

April brings poetic


Responses to writing prompts


A-to-Z and NaPoWriMo Glo-, prolific

Pens post from ’round the world…unstoppable bloggers WOW.

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The Pi-Archimedes verse is:
○ a hexastich, a poem in 6 lines.
○ measured by the number of words in each line 3-1-4-1-5-9 to match the numerical sequence of the first six digits of Pi.
○ unrhymed.

Grief’s Storm

What do you See? April 2, 2019

Grief startles, rips through

Soul as lightning rends midnight

Strikes match to tinder

Searing deep marrow

Loss is thunder echoing

Heart shudders, weeps ash…

Oblivious world turns, turns

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