The Pope of Hope


As most people here in the Tri-State area, we have seen the presentations and masses pronounced by Pope Francis of the the Holy Seas and many of us have been deeply touched by his message of Love and Peace. This is my poem to honor his visit. I also tried painting his friendly face with all due respect.

Skies of crystal blue prevailed today
As the Pope of Hope
Like Jesus did walked among us

Even for those who were not too close
deep emotions did not fail
to energize and fill all hearts
with glory and hopeful dreams

As he waved to thousands
On what now will be the Holy urban trail
Worshipers screamed,
called out his name,
and cried sweet tears
for this Pope of the People
had washed away their fears.
For many today
Life will not be the same
History records impatiently
The sounds and sights today
Pope Francis of the Holy Sea
Prays for you and me and
For even the non-believer
All he wants is Peace to be a reality.

Pope Francis 2 by Melba

He asked us all to restore our hope
To resolve our differences with respect
For we must live as one
He asked us all to educate the young.

Future generations
must learn the lessons well;
To build our oneness
and fraternal love,
To restore a Nation of Freedom for all
This is our divine call.

He said to Remember the Golden Rule.
Our faces may be different yes
But our hearts beat all the same
Some filled with passion and compassion
Love can only be our gain.

Thank you Pope Francisco of the Holy Sea
for your humble presence and
your words of inspiration.

With Gratitude and Remembrance
I think we will see clearly now,
And forever more.
No more smog or clouds
to block our vision and sincere affirmations
For deep down in our hearts
We know this to be true
United we stand
and in God We Trust.

God bless America

and Pope Francis,

God bless you too.

Inspiration Lives On


A few years ago I wrote a piece titled Don’t Die Wondering inspired by a quote by Dr. Wayne W. Dyer. I published it on a website called Divine Caroline which is where I started submitting essays and poems as a guest blogger.  I would get so excited when I received an email from the site telling me my poem or essay was accepted for publication. I have read almost all of Dr. Dyer’s books. He has been an inspiration for many years now. I feel like he was my mentor and teacher. I’d  go back and read his quotes and my notes in the margins and use them to inspire me when I got writer’s block. I was always in awe of how no matter what book I’d pick up or what page I turned to, the message that caught my eye was so proper for the moment I was living.

Sadly and to my surprise today I read on Dr. Dyer’s Facebook page this message posted by his beloved family. “Wayne has left his body, passing away through the night. He always said he couldn’t wait for this next adventure to begin and had no fear of dying. Our hearts are broken, but we smile to think of how much our scurvy elephant will enjoy the other side.”

I was in shock. Just a few days ago I was ready to sign up to attend a conference in New York City on November 14 where Dr. Dyer would have been a keynote. He is considered a self-help guru and most of his books are listed as New York Times best sellers. Once again he is a source of inspiration to me. I will never get to meet him in person as I had hoped during the fall conference in the Big Apple. But I had the privilege of reading his work which was also an education in philosophy and cultural perspectives.

I shared his books with friends and most especially my beautiful mother-in-law who is also my inspiration. She is 87 years old (please don’t tell her I told you how old she is) she really doesn’t look a day over 50. She nurtures her soul and spirit with positive thoughts and good energy. When I told her our dear Dr. Dyer had passed she said, “He must be in a place surrounded by butterflies.” It was a reference to one of his books where he appears on the cover with a butterfly in hand. I got goosebumps when she said that. We would talk about his books and make references to his thoughts and his philosophy about life all the time. As soon as I ended our long distance phone conversation I went to the book shelf where I had stacked most of his books. Among them was Inspiration:Your Ultimate Calling.  I opened the book and saw where I had underlined a quote I loved.”

“Dedicate your life to something that reflects an awareness of your Divinity.”

I hope I can live up to this suggestion. Dr. Dyer was “a creative master” and he encouraged his readers to “express their Divine nature.” I could see that he “must be in a place with butterflies” similar to the Monarch that flew into his hand one day as he thought about his friend Jack. He wrote, “As God is my witness, the butterfly made a U-turn and not only headed in my direction, but landed right smack on my finger! … I felt a deep affinity to this precious living being.”  He used a picture of a butterfly throughout the book. He teaches us in the book the benefits of living an inspired life. Dr. Dyer was the greatest example. I can almost picture the scene when he meets God and where he can surely “see clearly now” across heaven.

In his memory I drew a butterfly. I have asked for inspiration to write a poem within the next few days to honor his memory as well.

Butterflies are Free 2

Dr. Dyer

We must learn to live from within


We must learn to live from within

With faith we are never alone

It gives us the inner serenity

especially when we grow old

 

Be aware of God’s presence within

Like a lighthouse guides the ships at sea

Let your inner light and Wisdom

Guide you through the rough currents that be

 

Inside of us is the Architect

of all that is our external world

all that is what is and truth

 

The plan is clear and perfectly designed

Listen inwardly

For every point and measure is defined

No one can alter it

It is the creation of yourself

A work of art

God made us with a purpose in mind

You were created on purpose

for a specific time

 

Yes, we must learn to live from within

Take time to love

Take time to pray

Take time to nourish your soul

Become the masterpiece

You are meant to be

 

Trees in the sky

Haiku 54


                                                A prayer is hidden

                                                    inside a lonesome heart

                                                   God listens closely

                                                       
                                                     By Melba Christie
 
 
                                                    sister angel   

A poet is a little god


Someone once told me

a poet is a little god

inside your heart

who listens

when your heart sings

and knows more things

about you

than you know

about yourself.

 

A poet is a little god

who helps you to feel deeply

emotions you never felt before.

 

A poet is a little god

who brings you inspiration

and the perfect combination

of words and rhyme

to a love poem

for the person you adore.

 

A poet is a little god

who spreads so much love

and makes

what you thought

was impossible – happen

with a little help from the heavens above.

 

 

 

 

A Time for Peace


peaceful

It is a time for peace

Let us make it our business

one at a time or in unison

to once and for all

rid the world of hatred

and violence erase.

 

Be still and listen to your heartbeat

for it is the same

in everyone’s chest.

 

We all need it inside of us

in order to exist.

 

So let this one

of many things

we share in common

drive the manifest

and put our hearts to the test

let each beat you hear

remind you of another soul like you

and let love insist

to keep its home

in each and every heart

which indeed is our own.

Melba Christie (c) 2013

 

 

 

 

 

“Don’t Die Wondering!” Did you hear that?


 
I am a great fan of Dr. Wayne Dwyer and have read all of his books. I love reading anything inspirational. Most recently I read his book, Inspiration. One phrase caught my attention and has resonated in my mind: “Don’t die wondering.”
I just celebrated my sixty-first birthday and I never thought I would spend the day in such a stupor. It seemed that I should have stayed in bed until the day after my birthday. My birthday is never a big deal to me. It is just another year that has passed by with the reminder that I have not yet done some things that I promised myself I would do before I die. So as I read the words’ “Don’t die wondering” inevitably I began to wonder about the future and my mortality.
This particular birthday reminded me of my dad; he died at fifty-four. His dreams were not completely fulfilled and he spent all of his life working so hard to make sure that we would not suffer economically. He never missed a day’s work until he became terminally ill. He did not last two months. So in comparison, I outlived his longevity by seven years and after working very hard all my life, unlike my dad, I was able to retire. The question is for what? I definitely have a bucket list. But I wonder if there is still a special calling for me. And I also think about my contributions to life up until now. What did I really
do?
What I now know is that my dad did so many things that were gutsy, adventurous, risky, inspirational, and people loved him for his generosity, humanity, ingenuity, great smile, hardy chuckle, and love for nature. He built a house from scratch during his vacations, days off, and birthdays. He shared George Washington’s Birthday on February 22, which was celebrated on the actual day and was a true holiday. He always got that day off to celebrate: the company he worked for had a policy that provided its employees with birthdays off. He was always kidding; he told people he had an extra day off because he knew the President and that he too was an important person.
I reminisced about all these things and asked myself the dreaded question; what have I accomplished in my sixty-one years of life? Then, I for a minute I thought I had heard his distinctive tenor type voice warning me to not die wondering and to live the now. I was shaken and brought to tears. I sobbed and started feeling sorry for myself. Then suddenly,
I snapped out of it.
I remembered all the reasons why I should be thankful. I have great children: they are accomplished and successful. I can’t stop smiling when I see my new grandson’s adorable chubby face. I just received a letter from my other grandson in his own cursive handwriting. The oldest is almost a man and is the tallest one in the family. They make me so proud. I have a husband who loves me and gets me at least four our very sentimental birthday cards that always say how much my life means to him and others. I have my older sister who has been my rock and like a parent to me but also a best friend. I have my parents’ in-law who I have adopted as my very own parents. They are always there for guidance, support, and inspiration. My family is unique and all of them inspire me one way or another. My mother taught me very important life lessons and her strength and
perseverance have been a source of inspiration my whole life. She also worked hard all her life. She adored her family and for her family came first, second, and third.

I looked out the window and saw the most glorious deep blue sky. Images floated in my mind as once again I heard the words, “Don’t die wondering.” I yelled out, “I won’t!”

I made a new list of the things I would do because I do not want to have any regrets. They are not the frivolous things I had written before like learn how to drive a race car. I do not want to wonder about the possibilities anymore and later perhaps even blame others because I did not get to do the things I proposed. I know now that nothing can stop me. I just have to get up earlier and just start.

The next time I write on this topic I will give you an update of what I have accomplished. I will probably surprise a lot of people I know. Most of all, I hope that I surprise myself. I hope I will have inspired someone to do the same. Surprise yourself and “make of yourself a masterpiece.” It would be sad to die wondering.

Tersa Rima Sonnet Challlenge


Keep faith

by Melba Christie

 

Beyond the horizon and to the right

you’ll find my rainbow adorning the sky

hoping your wishes keep it in sight

 

 they say you may find a pot of gold

 keep the faith because you never know

 and if you dare, just stretch and be bold

 

 This world is not meant for those who are shy;

 It is for the courageous and strong

 It is for those who always question with, why?

 

 Keep track of rainbows and stars if you can

 God made them for us to help keep our faith

 the faith deep in your soul no one can ban

 

 Delight in all seasons and all nature brings

 You will know He is with you when a Robin sings

 

Meeting the challenge for writing a terza rima sonnet

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In Remembrance of 9/11


In Remembrance of 9/11

No matter how many years

Twelve to be exact

What remains is fact

Nothing rids our tears

And deep down at times we fear

What destiny plans for us

However in God we must trust

That never again

There will be a 9/11

Today we all remember

The souls taken from us all

On a day dressed in a beautiful sky of blue

Flags furl courageously around the memorial fountain

as water flows in silence

Soft music strummed on violins

Allow all our Angels to sing

Amazing Grace

Three bells are tolled to mark the pace of

The endless moments now locked in time

As love ones read their names

For all these years and more

Our lives will never be the same

In the crevices that inscribe

Each name in marble for eternity

A mother gently places a rose

In remembrance of a love she can only know

And a daughter traces her father’s name

Although she never got to meet him

Let us not forget today

At any time in any way

Or the atrocities inflicted upon

To many young children so far away

May our humanity and innate goodness

Always prevail

God guide us through hard times

Peace and love must never fail

God bless the souls lost in 9/11

Forever and especially today

Let’s all look up to the heavens

In unison we must pray

God bless America!

May Peace be the only way.

 Heaven Above

Man’s Best Friend


Man's Best Friend

It’s Father’s Day Today

and all I have to say

is I am happy to be me

because you are my master

I will always be there for you

no matter what happens

today and forever after.

So take it easy

you deserve it

my dear friend

If I could  talk

I’d tell you

Thanks  for all the walks

and those delicious little biscuits.

My sign is clear

as you can see

I wear it with great pride

to let everyone

know that I’m always on your side

Happy Father’s Day!

A poem inspired by inspirational titles of poems that inspired my life


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I have continued to ponder about what inspires me and what inspires my writing. Sometimes what inspires me is a simple line in a poem or narrative. Sometimes it’s the title of a poem. Some poems stay with us forever. You may have read them just at the most proper moment in your life. Maybe a teacher read it in a way you would never forget it. The poem that follows is a poem inspired by inspirational titles. (At least to me they were inspirational.)  There are hundreds of others I can cite. The titles have been italicized. You may recognize some of the poets. Do not forget I love your comments. Please let me know what inspires you to write.

It’s all I have to bring today

can you tell what it is?

it’s …

The Look 

you say,

well by the way you’re right.

I could not stay away

so I took

The Road Not Taken

by the others for

fear of rejection.

Our love is unique

Now and Forever

in Dreams

and in all the hours of the day

The Layers

of moments spent

making it work

Our love, my love is here to stay.

When I Consider Everything that Grows

I know

that nothing is impossible

because …

there are always Miracles

to count on

Oh Me! Oh My!

Life is good!

Source: Poets.org

Poets Cited: Shakespeare, Whitman, Dickinson, Hughes, Frost, Teasdale, and Kunitz. 

I would love to hear from you about what inspires you. 

Love Will Teach Us All Things Or Will It?


Love will teach all things

it will teach us forgiveness

it will teach us to understand

the deep pain some people

suffer in silence

“A loving heart is the truest wisdom.”

 

Love will teach us all things

the things that truly matter in life

It will teach us to  accept others

It will teach us

“Peace is not a season but a way of life'”

It teaches us that we must learn

to cultivate human relationships

and the ability to live and work together

on this planet

because it is all we have.

 

Love will teach us  all things

like being faithful to ourselves

it will teach us

the greatest love of all

is learning to love yourself first

It will teach us that sowing just one seed

might bring us a love song strummed on a guitar

 

Love will teach us all things,

like Sam says to Molly

in the movie Ghosts,

“It’s amazing Molly,  the love inside, you take it with you”

It lasts forever. It is eternal.

It is aligned to the Divine.

Love teaches us all things in time.

 

 

 

 

Oneness


 

 

Oneness

when I think of oneness

my mind conjures up

all sorts of images and words to describe  it

like:

only one,

not two,

only you,

unique,

individual,

just me,

just you,

one spirit,

the universe,

the whole,

but also a  part of the whole,

all of us somehow connected.

 

Original,

one being,

or even not being,

only one life,

only one death.

 

all things derived from one

1  x 1 equals one

all that is equivalent to one

my spirit

my soul,

my heart,

a single seed,

are all a part of my oneness.

 

Therefore

we must all be

a part of the oneness.