Mount Up with Wings as Eagles
©2023 Susan Noyes Anderson
O Jerusalem, Art by Greg Olsen
At times, we scale a mountain, and
another one appears.
More than a few of us climb countless
ranges, through the years.
Hardship Poems
Nobody gets a kick out of writing hardship poems, for obvious reasons. We write what we know, and most of us are just as happy keeping hardship a stranger. That said, we all go through times of trial, and writing or reading cathartic hardship poems can lift our spirits considerably. Sometimes, we need to wallow in our misery a bit. Other times, we need to vent about it. Much of the time, though, we are simply looking for a ray or two of hope. In this section, Hardship Poems, you can be sure to find plenty of all three. I hope you also find some relief, as I did in writing them.
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Life’s Weather: Foul and Fair
©2022 Susan Noyes Anderson
Photo by Lucas George Wendt on Unsplash
Life leaves its mark on everyone:
a bruise, a scrape, a scar.
But none of these define us.
There is more to who we are.
We cannot alter circumstance;
God only holds that power.
We cannot stop or start the rain
that falls on every flower.
It is not ours to shift the winds
of fortune, foul or fair.
Nor can we pick the troubles
we find easiest to bear.
Sunrise
©2021 Susan Noyes Anderson
image by Lucas Ludwig on Unsplash
Soon or late, each soul must learn
how quickly the whole world can turn
upon its axis, in a flash,
as long-held dreams rain down in ash.
Rain Just Gotta Fall
©2021 Susan Noyes Anderson
image by Milada Vigerova
image by Milada VigerovaRain just gotta fall some time.
Fierce rain just gotta fall.
The Humbling
©2021 Susan Noyes Anderson
image by Anatol Lem on Unsplash
image by Anatol Lem on UnsplashThe sun fell out of the sky one day.
I propped her up on a flow of words.
She hung in a rather precarious way,
fluttered about like a wind-tossed bird.
Grandma Said
©2021 Susan Noyes Anderson
Photo by Esaias Tan on Unsplash
Soon or late, life teaches lessons
few would choose to learn.
Ours is, at best, a rocky path
with many a twist and turn.
Sideways
©2021 Susan Noyes Anderson
My years of life have made me tough.
But lately, it’s been kinda rough.
I’ve rocked the highways, low ways, byways.
Nowadays, things seem sorta sideways.
Becoming Hurts
©2020 Susan Noyes Anderson
image by Artem Kovalev on Unsplash
image by Artem Kovalev on UnsplashThe world has moved beneath my feet,
but I can still touch ground,
more apt to lose my footing, but
more grateful when it’s found.