Points to Ponder

“It’s up to you

If you think you’re a winner you’ll win,

If you dare to step out you’ll succeed,

Believe in your heart, have a purpose to start,

Aim to help someone in their need,

Thoughts of faith must replace every doubt,

Words of courage and you cannot fail,

If you stumble and fall, rise and stand ten feet tall,

You determine the course that you sail.”

- Anonymous

 

brain freeze                                                                 Digital Drawing by Melba Christie (c) 2014

Tree Energy

Someone once told me that hugging trees energizes your spirit. I hug trees everyone so often when no one is looking. I photographed this spectacular tree and although I did not hug it, something about it put me a zen place. I edited the photo and this is the end product.

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Just Be You!

Just Be You

Fall raindrops

Fall drops Photo by Melba Christie (c) 2014

 

 

Fall raindrops kiss

the green leaves of summer

embarrassed, they turn red

 

 

 

The Flower Against the Wall

Against the Wall

                                    Melba Christie (c) 2014

I once saw this flower

resting and growing

on a wall

I could not believe

it would grow to be so tall

but its singular beauty

gave it strength

As everyone who

saw it

only has something

gracious to say.

 

Children grow strong

and confident

in the very same way.

Give them encouragement

and make them feel special

and they will thrive

and surprise you

when they realize their potential.

 

 

 

 

When Laughter is Heard

When laughter is heard,

hang on to its sound.

it resonates well-being.

 

Hearts heal with laughter.

The old feel young again;

burdens and worries disappear

and the mind is rid of thoughts

and free of dreaded fear.

 

Therefore, as breath is life

and we need to breathe every second of the day

make laughter just as indispensable

and find something nonsensical

to make you chuckle with a strong har-de-har

and when laughter is heard

you know it will take you far.

 

Below is my interpretation of laughter:

 

what laughter looks like to me                                                                 Drawing by Melba Christie (c) 2014

 

 

 

 

 

 

Save the Earth

SAVE THE FISH

 

Fish know their destiny

It is up to you and me

to keep our oceans clean

 

 

Breast Cancer Awareness Month

I dedicate this to all women suffering from breast cancer. I pray everyday for a cure. I also dedicate this to my sister-in-law and my very good friend who are both winning the fight. 

CAwareness Ribbon

 

Field of Daisies


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I wandered into

a field of Daisies

quite accidentally.

 

I wondered why

I was so lucky

to deserve

such ectasy.

 

I know now

how it feels

to be a bumblebee!

 

 

 

An Unexpected Visit from a Unicorn

In this poem I have used some nonsense words I made up.

unicorn

 

The rain breeped through the lofty trees

on this clograyly fall day

The hardy mums left from the summer

were however happy that they had stayed.

 

Golinlimpling down the steep hill

sprinted a beautiful unicorn

eager to meet the lovers

just married in the storm.

 

The unicorn’s voice so sweet and spiritual

whispered secrets from the future

to the sweethearts and their guests

Sunflowers suddenly stood to attention

as the sun sneaked in from the east

a splendid day will be after all

let us feast, oh, let us feast!

 

The soul mates slowly strolled

into the certainty of their tomorrows;

the unicorn confided there would not be any sorrows.

 

The unicorn disappeared

No one has ever seen it since

the lovers are now married forty years

happy and content.

 

 

 

 

I Hate Failure

Failure to achieve something meaningful in life can be devastating sometimes. I was thinking about failure today. There are circumstances in life that may get in the way of our success. Sometimes failure is inevitable. But why?

We have little control over nature; often it seems like it needs to fail us or disappoint us in order for us to appreciate it as a gift from God. We have failed at preserving our natural resources. That is real failure because it will have repercussions on future generations.

We may not understand how someone can deceive and fail us when we most need support and compassion. As human beings we fail each other all the time. We fail our children many times by expecting less from them. We fail to love each other unconditionally and to develop compassion. We fail to forgive. We fail to open our hearts. We fail to think before we speak and hurt someone deeply. We fail to keep the peace.

The following is about failure. I wrote it soon after my sister passed away from heart failure. It seemed that everything was failing all at once.

 

I Hate Failure!

The baby steps we made

toward peace yesterday

are now giant footprints

leading to mass destruction.

I Hate Failure!

 

CHILDREN

DIE

FROM

HUNGER,

STILL.

We could do more to help you know.

We don’t though. Why not?

 

I Hate Failure!

We do not do enough,

to do enough,

to snuff out

HATE,

BIGOTRY,

and all the BAD stuff there is to snuff.

We know it’s up to us.

It is our job to make peace

and to teach our children

to accept our differences and respect

diversity. But we don’t. Why not?

 

I Hate Failure!

The moon

forgot

to dance the rumba last night

to make her chuckle

one last time.

The stars failed to show up

when she made her last wish.

No one was there to embrace her

and whisper goodbye.

I Hate Failure!

She never knew

how precious she was

to all of us. I hope she knows it now somehow.

 

I Hate Failure!

I Hate Failure!

I Hate Failure!

My Empty Nest is Emptier Today

My empty nest is emptier today

after all of my children and grandchildren

all came home for a very brief stay

They spoiled me like a little kid

with gorgeous smiles,

spontaneous hugs

and kisses,

and comments

prefaced with

remember mom when this and that or this other

referencing the good times she had with her only brother

 

sometimes I wonder if their memories

are fiction or actually fact

They will never know how much

they are missed by their father and mother

 

I tour the house after they all leave

for fainted hints of their perfumes and colognes

and objects they have left behind

that constantly remind

me of the things they did and said

like: my son’s hearty chuckle

my daughter’s pumpkin bread

my grandson Nicholas and his

little dance to Elmo’s Alphabet Song,

and Isaiah’s curious questions about

nature and dinosaurs.

It soothes me to look at

all the pictures I have of them

all around the house.

 

All is so very quiet;

Not a single rouse,

My empty house is emptier

than it ever was before

But it is what it is

Can anyone ever blame me

for wanting to see them more.

 

I scan the empty spaces

as tears run down my face

my eyes are a little blurry

yet focus on something small

sitting on Grandma’s favorite chair

just one lonely small sock abandoned

my dear Nicholas is there.

I gently place it

by his perfect picture

hugging his favorite teddy bear

I pray the next time I see them

will be just a little quicker.

 

In the meantime my empty nest

is emptier than it ever was before

All I know is

as days go by

my love

for all my children grows

more and more and more.

 

Melba Christie (C) 2014

 

 

 

A visit from a smile

A smile visited my face today

and will not go away

but that’s OK

I do not want it erased

I want my grandchildren to see

how happy they make me.

 

A sort of Self Portrait Melba Christie

 

More or less a week from today

More or less a week from today

We will all watch my daughter walk down the aisle

to join her soul mate in matrimony

 

Behind her will be the memory of a little girl

who frolicked about as her head full of curls

covered her face as if to play hide n’ seek

with her darling doting dad.

And although there is no reason to be sad

tears will definitely roll down his face

amazed at the site of her amazing grace.

God only knows how much we love her.

She and her brother

have been the greatest loves of our life.

 

Big brother will help him usher her

down the aisle

Neither will feel the need to rush her

to take those final steps into a brand new life.

 

Awaiting her will be

her handsome groom

wearing the greatest smile

you will ever see

as his wife to be

slowly approaches to be united forever

everyone will be so excited

as the violinist plays their favorite song

all of us will sing along together

the refrain everyone for some reason seems to remember:

 

“Though I know I’ll never lose affection
for people and things that went before
I know I’ll often stop and think about them
in my life I love you more”

 

*Dedicated to my beautiful daughter whom we adore.

 

 

 

Your Wedding

Your Wedding

 

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