Posted in Observations, poetry, Uncategorized

Fair Gray Day

Fishing around to come up with some new lyrics for a favorite old folk tune, The Water Is Wide. Actually it sort of fished for me while I wasn’t even trying. Sometimes it works best like that: just sitting still and being aware of how some sense of things within are oddly content with things without – like a windy, cloudy day.

Hope you enjoy it.

Blaiseintotheblue, Peace, out…

Posted in Observations, poetry

Written 4 Years Ago

No idea if I posted before. But, if so, reposting…

The Time Has Come

April15, 2019

Nowhere to run – 

that which must be has begun, 

tares from wheat,

bitter from sweet, 

chaff from grain,

sound of mind from all insane, 

dross from gold,

It shall unfold – 

wickedness from all that’s good,

stripped away like bark from wood,

dark from light, left from right, manifest,  

north from south and east from west,

what is cursed from what is blessed.

Murky gray begone from day! 

You shall see – so it must be. 

Lukewarm from hot, 

lukewarm from cold; 

that long hidden must unfold,

coward false from true and bold

So it has been long foretold. 

Don’t you know? 

Nowhere to go.

~ Blaise ~

Posted in Christianity, poetry, Uncategorized

Against The Darkness

Against The Darkness

Now the Light of Jesus Christ of Nazareth,

the Chosen One, the Truth, the Way

shines forth in triumph and dispels the darkness

of this wicked day!

Begone, you vanquished powers of hell,

of Satan, sin, of lies, of death, and woe,

Now unto your appointed place

you must forever go.

The One Who has the victory

now holds this earth forever in His power.

He triumphant reigns,

Who has burst apart your useless chains!

Christ Jesus’ holy name alone we bless and praise,

as in His triumph now our shouts of joy we raise,

and forever throughout endless days.

His holy, precious blood has set us free,

as He the Lamb of God alone

has won the victory!

~ © Blaise ~

Posted in poetry, Uncategorized

Chore Day

Where to from here,
beginning the week,
with laundry piled up
to which I now speak?
It’s only Monday –
turning out not to be such a fun day.
Washing clothes – simple chore,
and nothing more.
but the dryer has quit –
Now I’m in a twit.
No reason to be in a jitter.
Instead I can post it
on Facebook and Twitter.


Posted in poetry, Uncategorized

Palm Sunday Reverie

Yesterday’s Palm Sunday weather – a hard cold rain changing to snow – here in the Great Lakes Region was a bit of a surprise… Hence to memorialize.

Palm Sunday – right?
When spring is in sight.
Memories are many of soft balmy breezes
without freezing rain
and head colds and sneezes.
Daffodils lifting up their gold smiles to the sun
and winter was long ago on the run.


Posted in Holidays, poetry, Uncategorized

Artificial Christmas Tree

My little fake tree –

it’s the only one for me!

No sticky needles, bugs, or ticks,

and still I get my Christmas kicks!

Only three feet tall –

from the basement I can haul!

Upon it are three strings of light

To make its cozy corner bright.

Yes, it’s oh so small

the cat will not upon it crawl.

She remembers last year when she tried,

down she fell with wounded pride!


Oh Christmas tree!


How greatly do I love thee!



Posted in Artwork, poetry, Uncategorized

Fall In For You

Fall In For You 

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A riot of loud color

tumbling to the ground


makes not a sound,

but the wind

makes this spectacle rustle

with much fuss and bustle,

making its way

with each shorter day,

as it rushes on

toward a blustery mid winter

holiday hustle.

Please visit my online gallery, where prints and other fascinating and useful items in this design are available. Thank you for stopping by!

Posted in animals, poetry, Uncategorized

Cat Naps


Sometimes pets know what to do!


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Grab a little cat nap –

It’s a thing that you can do,

when you’re drained and tired and weary

or feeling kind of blue.

It may be that your body

and your mind are far too busy,

So it’s one good way,

at that low point in the day,

to keep yourself

from going into a tizzy!

Posted in Artwork, poetry, Uncategorized

Beneath The Surface

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Peering down into the depths

while viewing from a rocky ledge, I see

myriad colors murky, deep, and dark,

but also shimmering, dancing light

that sparkles, smiles

and reaches up to me.

It is as if the sun when setting

was absorbed and held entranced

beneath the surface of a

captivating, wild, and lonely sea.

Now peering up it seeks a way,

come what may,

whereby it may regain the sky,

ascend into its former glory

and be free!


© Yvonne Blasy