Six Word Story (90)

In my experience, life rarely unfolds in a straight line, or how we expect it to.

We wonder back and forth while wondering if there is a purpose to it all, and when will we ‘arrive’.

I have also noticed that the paths my elders have walked, have laid down pathways.

They make the back and forth a bit easier to bear. They assure me that others have walked this way ahead of me.

Even when I walk off the beaten path, it reminds me that my own footsteps are marking possibilities trails for those who journey behind me.

When I look down the steep hillside, I am thankful for all that back and forth.

©2022 Mary Grace van der Kroef

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Autumn’s Song

Listen to the crowning leaves
Their glory days proceed with ease,
The wind gives to them a voice.
They shout, with shaking leaves, rejoice.
First time snow has run away
Autumn has another day.

Leaves of gold shimmering shine
Their dying days a heaven shrine
They do not weep as down they fall
They lay their royal carpet for all
And all can play in piles of gold
Rich or poor, young or old.

Soon their gold will turn to brown
But in their cries there is no frown
It’s well known they’ve earned their rest
A golden crown marks them as blessed
The first time snow has come and gone
So autumn sings us one last song.

©Mary Grace van der Kroef 2019


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Six Word Story (89)

Was it an earth tremor, or children that climbed the wall day after day, waking its lines high above their word, dreaming of possibilities?

Was it the steady drip of rain that pooled in a crevice, then froze night after night, expanding, pushing the bricks, forming a hairline crack?

Was it overlooked?

Was there someone there to notice as the crack widened, allowing more and more water to pervade its strength?

There is no evil in the steady flow of time, or rain. Nor is it wrong for children to chase dreams. Life wares.

But, even strength needs to be maintained, supported, and repaired.

©2022 Mary Grace van der Kroef

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Six Word Story (87)

Sundown, a time of glorious beauty. An ending.

Endings can feel so scary, final, even deflating. But they are also a time of transition. Where one thing ends, something else begins.

I wonder if that is why God placed so many circular patterns within creation.

To give humanity hope that where we end, he continues.

Where life ends, it also begins.

©2022 Mary Grace van der Kroef

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Growth

Today I share my reading of the poem ‘Growth’ with all of you.

‘Growth’ is one of the 36 poems in my new poetry collection, ‘Words of Weight’. Now available at Amazon as an ebook and paperback book. Or barrow it with the Kindle Unlimited program.

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Words of Weight, FORTHCOMING

I am excited to officially announce my forthcoming poetry collection Words of Weight.

I asked for prompt words that held meaning for my readers and they answered the call. In doing so they helped me sculpt a unique collection filled with vivid imagery and thoughtful connections.

The poems included are as follows:

1. Words of Weight
2. Hug
3. Be Kind
4. Impact
5. Forgiveness
6. Growth
7. Amid
8. Understanding
9. Spill
10. Trust
11. Pause
12. Grief
13. Glimmer
14. Truth
15. Layers
16. Conversation
17. Quiet
18. Reason
19. Punishment
20. Resurrection
21. Portion
22. Sustain
23. Virtue
24. Guilt
25. Worth
26. Conscience
27. Gratitude
28. Conviction
29. Compelled
30. Bewilder
31. Covered
32. Doubt
33. Persnickety
34. Misunderstood
35. Progress
36. Weeds

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Thank you to my readers for supporting me, and coming along with me on this journey called writing.

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Linger

‘Linger’

It once roared loudly
With an abandon that belied the ordinary mouthpiece
It once shone with brilliance
And heat
That even the blind couldn’t doubt
It poured torrential waters across thirsty furrows
To quench loneliness’s deep thirst

Time has changed its face
Its roar is now a purr sounded in quiet corners
Its light has deepened
To a soft amber that heats as slow fed coals
Its waters have slipped deep
Locked within rich earth carpeted with green

It is a love that lingers into the beyond dreams
Infusing every breath with trust
Each morning with assurance
Even tears with hope
As fingers curl around each other
Locked in companionship
And gray hairs sprout to sparkle against tired temples
It is a love that lives

©2022 Mary Grace van der Kroef


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Six Word Story (85)

Out of the sustaining cycles of life, the water cycle is one of my favorites to think about.

Every drop in the ocean would once have been rain that every flip of a fin stirs, and every current shares with the whole earth.

The beauty of our word is memorizing.

I see intent and intricate planning in its design. This belief doesn’t make me afraid of science, as some people think of those who are religious. No, it lends me a joy as I contemplate the puzzle pieces.

But I am also a dreamer, not a scientist. Still, the thought of ‘what if’ pulls at my heart, maybe close to the same way as it would for my calculating brothers and sisters?

What would it be like to ride those vapors?

©2022 Mary Grace van der Kroef

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Helping Hands

‘Helping Hands’

Hands outstretched
Confession            on quivering lips
“I broke it.”
Be it cup or figurine knocked upon the ground
By careless elbows
Compassion leaks from love itself
Dripping into cracks as
Helping hands hold the pieces together
Waiting

Release is gradual
Will it hold?           Is it strong?
In the cup of gentleness
When it’s ready
“It’s okay. We fixed it.”
A young soul learns forgiveness
And trust
When asked to place the treasure
Back home

©2022 Mary Grace van der Kroef


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Six Word Story (84)

There is a beauty like no other when it rains, each drop its own little world until it touches down.

What must it be like to be separate as you fall to be broken apart across pavement? Never ceasing to be what you are, but to have your world change so drastically as you slide down hill, finding a crack and joining the soil. Remaining what you are, but also changing.

What must it be like to touch down upon the sea and join an uncountable multitude of life? Something with sound and molecules invisible and unheard by the human world?

That fall, that union, vital to our existence. Without it? We wither.

Each single drop, so important.
But alone, never enough.

Only embracing togetherness of different kinds does water nourish life.

…like people…

©2022 Mary Grace van der Kroef

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