Saturday, June 15, 2024

“…Fences branches gardens and shadows…”




Fences branches gardens and shadows


With me in the shadows and dark places

Fences [bracketing our lives]

Shadows of branches from roots that go deep -deep

Window box blossoms- growth again Revitalized to give Life another try Springing forth to beauty at just the right time


Change, Fleeting -a season for everything

Like a breath you take, you inhale deeply,

Holding the breath for fear of letting go

"Time flies over us, but leaves its shadow behind." (1)


Hydrangeas so colorful, 

Aspen leaves fluttering, reaching to catch the morning sunshine 

overlooking all 

“A garden , good soil

- a seed, plant, fruit,  legacy, 

water, water, water “ (2)


“Faithful love, Rich and abundant

Fresh wind, fresh word, just at the right time

Lifting those bent beneath their loads (3)

 “His love in the presence of our imperfections /more powerful than if He only loved us perfect”(2)


Fences branches gardens and shadows , Glimpse poetry by Joe Holuta


About this poemFences branches gardens and shadows is a poem about how God’s love for us comes so easily. He loves us with our imperfections; when we’re down on our luck , when we’re stumbling along the way and in those good days we can never forget. 

A snapshot of his love, window view of the flowering planter, [lives], sun and growth in the shadow and garden within. – Joe Holuta.


  1. Nathaniel Hawthorne
  2. The Garden Within: Where the War with Your Emotions Ends and Your Most Powerful Life Begins, Dr. Anita Phillips
  3. “The Eternal sustains all who stumble on their way.For those who are broken down, God is near. He raises them up in hope.” Psalm 145:14 voice

Monday, June 3, 2024

“… Time machine …”


 

 Time Machine


Oh, to have a time machine 

A silent movie on a screen 

Seeing the smiles, piercing pain retreats

 

Heart heard laughter – sounds and sing-alongs 

Dancing freely together 


“ In Good Hands” – a sieve, holding all that is dear

Sifting the good and fading the strain 


Time Machine Glimpse poetry by Joe Holuta


About this poem- Time Machine is a poem about the desire at times to want to go back to things, lifetime’s and people the way they were. It doesn’t take much to actually visualize the movie of the past and see those you loved that were dear and feel, smell , hear, taste and touch all that once was dear. Easier now to sift the good and let the strain fade-as we should.- Joe Holuta 


Note- inspired by the movie “In Good Hands- 2”










Wednesday, May 29, 2024

“… A Fresh Breath…”

A Fresh Breath 

“Take a fresh breath “

Offer fresh words 

Gentle and patient,

Not one rotten,hurtful word- only helpful [good] 

Build up when they need it most


Stunned by a remarkable life

Forgiven, forgotten, putting on the new 

Shaking our heads to what God has done 


Some, walking casting seed in tears 

Long rows, treading long, long, rows

One day, amazed by what appeared 

Planting with sighs

Returning with joy and singing


A fresh breath, and breathing fresh words



A Fresh Breath, Glimpse poetry by Joe Holuta


About this poem: A Fresh Breath is a poem about times in life when you feel like you’ve taken a fresh breath when hearing fresh encouraging, kind words either in what you read or from someone that cares for you. Life can be hard at times and we continue to cast seed sowing in hopes of someday seeing results.

- Joe Holuta


*Inspired by Psalm 126 and Ephesians 4


 “Our mouths were filled with laughter;our tongues were spilling over into song.The word went out across the prairies and deserts,across the hills, over the oceans wide, from nation to nation:“The Eternal has done remarkable things for them.” We shook our heads. All of us were stunned—the Eternal has done remarkable things for us.We were beyond happy, beyond joyful.”


Psalm 126 excerpt


 “..to take a fresh breath and to let God renew your attitude and spirit.  Don’t let even one rotten word seep out of your mouths. Instead, offer only fresh words that build others up when they need it most. That way your good words will communicate grace to those who hear them.”


Ephesians 4



excerpt






Tuesday, May 21, 2024

“… Whole world in your pocket …”



Whole world in your pocket 

Hope, Gain, fleeting, fading 
Life slips through 

Whole worlds near and pockets full *
Steel cracked and chipped bewildered too 

Short-lived life
Give way to gain 

Falling apart?  Never sight alone!
[“Breathing in new life every day”]**

The fleeting fades away
That we cannot see lives on and on

Where is his Gain?
Where is her Hope?

Have pockets full
Not lost or slipping through 


Whole world in your pocket , Glimpse poetry by Joe Holuta

About this poem: Whole world in your pocket, is a poem about [Waking up each day and living each day like it’s your first day]. Hold tight to the important and  hold lightly that which passes and fades.
 [Lives bracketed] by Gods kindness, grace, and mercies new every morning. - Joe Holuta

* Luke 9:25 VOICE 
“Listen, what good does it do you if you gain everything—if the whole world is in your pocket—but then your own life slips through your fingers and is lost to you?”
Luke 9:25 VOICE 

** 2 Corinthians 4: 8, 16-18 VOICE
 “We are cracked and chipped from our afflictions on all sides, but we are not crushed by them. We are bewildered at times, but we do not give in to despair.”
2 Corinthians 4:8 VOICE

“So we have no reason to despair. Despite the fact that our outer humanity is falling apart and decaying, our inner humanity is breathing in new life every day.  You see, the short-lived pains of this life are creating for us an eternal glory that does not compare to anything we know here.  So we do not set our sights on the things we can see with our eyes. All of that is fleeting; it will eventually fade away. Instead, we focus on the things we cannot see, which live on and on.”
2 Corinthians 4:16-18 VOICE




Tuesday, May 14, 2024

Steady me

pc emily ann

Steady me


Kneeling down to hear 

A faint and whispered cry 


Reaching down and drew me up 

Safely on a warm rock 


Holding me until steady enough 

Journeying  again


“ And if this were not enough”*

A clear mind and a new song to sing 


Steady me, 

Glimpse poetry by Joe Holuta


*Inspired by Psalm 40:1-3 Voice



About this poem: Steady me is a poem about coming alongside one another and carrying one another’s burdens and also, “since God cares for you, let him carry all your burdens and worries”(1 Peter 5:7).

Family does this so well! - Joe Holuta






Safely set on warm rock

Wednesday, May 8, 2024

“… Innocence/ carefree…”


Innocence/ carefree


A picture - years gone by

Captures the innocence of those days 


Today’s “morning – glory” of flowers 

Unfurl into full bloom 


Innocently the memory lifts the heaviness 

That years pile and press 


Photographs from a day ago 

Morning glory that hoists the soul

Grace extravagant, “mighty in battle“ 

Today again, as far gone yesterday, yesterday……..


Innocence/ carefree, Glimpse poetry by Joe Holuta


About this poem: Innocence/ carefree is a poem about family and faith. Family and faith are heroic efforts of our lives! Family comes alongside in “those moments”. Faith and family- robust and vigorous- and provides confidence as we trust God in all that concerns. -Joe Holuta



 

Tuesday, April 23, 2024

“…The shepherd…”



The shepherd 


Walking in the woods,

Praying, pleading,

Singing joyful thanks


The earth,

God’s canvas,

Each glimpse 

Your inspiration


Stories of green apples,

rabbits in jacket pockets,

Garlic grown, pizza throne

And always “I love you”


Strength unmatched,

Hands that serve

Sojourner for knowledge

No stone unturned


Diligence in your veins,

Bloodshed for your children, 

A microscopic view 

Of everything you do


“Walk and see 

The memories” 

Created just for us

Four turned to Eighteen

Built from your love


At a drop of a hat,

Ecouraging, lamenting, 

Holding all like your own, 

Never an outlaw, 

Always a new home


What a joy to be your “loved one”

And to see the world through poetic eyes

For what would this world be without you

But another sun and moonrise


( The Shepherd written by Rachel Arlia and Emily Ann -Happy birthday dad!!!)


“Daughters like corner pillars that decorate a palace..” 

Psalm 144:12 VOICE







Kilbourne Lake again

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