When I saw the word up at Miss Kate’s was refrain I wondered which refrain was meant.
Refrain as in stop doing something, or to prevent from doing something.
or
Refrain as in a musical chorus?
Well, let’s see what comes of it shall we?
Darkness rolled across the land,
Bringing with it the scent of man.
Fear arose, tension tight.
What was that rose up in the night?
Nightmares
STOP, Be alert.
Pay attention!
Ease the impulse.
Growls low and fierce
Shattering yowls hurt my ears
Hackles raised, Tempers rising
Now it’s just a matter of timing
Cat Fight
STOP, Be alert.
Pay attention!
Ease the impulse.
Speaking quickly, thoughtlessly spoken
Wounded hearts, fast now broken
Stubbornness embrace it now,
Is there anything to disallow?
Conversation
STOP, Be alert.
Pay attention!
Ease the impulse.
Question asked in forum hard
People suddenly bombard,
Demanding change on something seen
Suddenly create a scene.
Deleted post?
STOP, Be alert.
Pay attention!
Ease the impulse.
What we say matters much,
Perhaps sometimes should ride the clutch?
Tongues like rudders steer the course
Like a bit upon a horse
James Speaks
STOP, Be alert.
Pay attention!
Ease the impulse.
Consider biblical principles
Lots of fine examples
Mind your actions fully well
Would be absolutely swell.
STOP, Be alert.
Pay attention!
Ease the impulse.
Refrain.
Love your refrain:
Stop, Be alert! pay attention! Ease the impulse!
Thank you! Xx
my pleasure
I will have to echo Fiona. STOP, BE ALERT… so true. Your FMF neighbor two doors down.
Michele
Thank you Michele
What hit me right between the eyes, was the couplet, “What we say matters much, Perhaps sometimes should ride the clutch?” Needed to hear that today. Thanks for sharing. (Your fellow FMF blogger, #13)
Sandra, I am so glad. Totally God there. 🙂
what a delightfully dark poem. it has a quick rhythm that keeps one moving through it, and a casual approach that is inviting, yet the darkness of the warning is evident. I loved your paraphrase of scripture:
What we say matters much,
Perhaps sometimes should ride the clutch?
Tongues like rudders steer the course
Like a bit upon a horse
James Speaks
delightful! thank you for sharing this.
oh, totally my pleasure! 🙂
Thank you for sharing… Oh I hear that refrain a lot since I get distracted way to often. May we continue to Stop, be alert, and pay attention… Be Still and know He is God. This literal PAUSE in life is definitely a training ground.
i think in someways it is helpful isn’t it?
Ease the impulse of the mind;
still discordant demon-choir.
Sever all the ties that bind
clean-limbed heart to muck and mire.
Push cacophony aside,
let the silence come to rule
and still speak of what betides
the quiet man who was a fool,
but laid-aside his store-bought ways
to delve into the depths of peace
and in the doing found the days
that offered such a sweet release
from the wide world girded ’round;
Heaven’s here, without a sound.
Andrew.. I’m DELIGHTED! You are well enough to visit! and the poem fit! Thanks! 🙂
Oh, but I enjoyed this one! So much really digs deep into the soul. Very, very good.
Thank you. 🙂