Archive for November 2016

Winter comes to the high country

I watch clouds turn dark and ominous

as the season changes in the high country here.

Our camp fire crackles in the crisp autumn air,

and a whistling sound like a distant water’s flow

builds with intensity across mountain slopes.

Trees shed their coverings as gusty winds blow

leaving dry beds of pinecones and needles on the ground.

The front moves in and wildlife hunker down.

Dusk falls, temperatures drop, ice crystals form.

A dusting of snow glistens on the peaks.

We wait the coming storm.

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Joyce E. Johnson (2016)

Posted November 28, 2016 by Joyce in My Photos, My Writings, Photography, Poems, poetry, Seasons

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The road I travel…

Trail Ridge road in Rocky Mountain National Park, Colorado, (12,000 ft. + elevation)  photo credit: Joyce E. Johnson

 

The road I travel; it is not my own,

for the road I travel I don’t travel alone.

There is one who walks with me

wherever it leads, whatever befalls.

My path though not straight and winding it be

around the corners in life He leads.

Though storms may come, and

the challenges great; He walks beside me,

and I shan’t turn back, for oft will I feel

arms lifting me up in tender embrace,

and I’ll not worry what hampers my way.

The pebbles; they scatter,

and the winds grow still.

For with Him I’ll not wonder

who leads, but follow.

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Joyce E. Johnson (2016)

Footnotes: I took the above photo of my husband and dog walking along the road on Trail Ridge Road in Rocky Mountain National Park, above Estes Park, Colorado. At the time I took this photo this section of road was closed for the Winter season. We parked at a pull out and walked around the closed gate and up the road some before the expected snow storm forecast for the following day. The photo was my inspiration for this poem. I am so thankful and grateful that whatever happens in my life God is always with me in every situation in life, whatever I do and wherever I go I am covered under His grace. I wish everyone out there a very Happy Thanksgiving Day holiday.

Honoring our U. S. Veterans on Veteran’s Day

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The helmet, gun and boots of a fallen soldier from the U.S/ Vietnam War, 1955-1975. Behind is the traveling Vietnam war memorial wall with the names of 56,000 + fallen U.S. soldiers who fought and died in this war. The original larger wall is located in Washington D.C. The traveling wall here is smaller and shown around the U.S. on Veterans day and Memorial day holidays. We have seen both the original wall in Washington D.C., and traveling wall seen here in northern Colorado. Photo credit: Joyce Johnson.

I see news clips and stories

of protests and crowds

marching in streets, their hearts

full of hatred, anger and strife.

And I think, What kind of country

have we become, that they cannot be thankful

for having such freedom and having such a life?  

Are we not a great country who fought to secure

our rights and our freedoms

so they could endure?

What we all hold dear and strive to protect

so they could burn or trample on our flags?

Our symbol of strength, what men fought for, and died.

God, help this nation to honor and reflect

what is good, and what is right,

to put aside their differences

and rise above hate

that can only destroy, not ever unite.

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Joyce E. Johnson (2016)

To all those veterans out there, today, I want to say

thank you so much for your service, what you gave up to serve,

so we can enjoy our freedoms and rights.

God, bless our America and our veterans, today.

Happy Veterans Day!

Whomever wins

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I took this photo of the U.S. capitol building while on a trip to Washington, D.C. many years ago., photo credit; Joyce E. Johnson

 

Whomever wins, whoever leads

however they reign from helm or tower

I won’t question, I won’t complain,

because I know there is One who

rules from a higher place of power,

and all, in His hands.

He will reign forever, supreme above all;

creator, master of the universe,

my father, God.

It is in Him I place my trust.

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Joyce E. Johnson (2016)

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