Shelter (dVerse haibun)

Instructions from host, Michelle Beauchamp:

“Today, I’d like you to incorporate the theme of “shelter” into your haibun. If you are new to the form, a haibun is made up of no more than three tight paragraphs that are non-fiction/autobiographical and usually written in present tense. The prose is followed by a haiku that makes reference to a season with an image of nature. Often the haiku adds another depth or layer to the prose.”


Growing up, I lived in a house envied for its custom-designed beauty (mere veneer of “home”).  Dysfunction resided within, peopled by anger, secrets, deceits, a domineering and comfortless spirit of shaming humiliation.  This nurtured paralyzing fear and insecurity, a sense of abandonment, life-long difficulties.  I never felt sheltered—it was perilous to speak, my cares were dismissed.  I had no hope, heart homeless.

Memory-scars remain tender (‘forgiveness is a process’).  Thus, I’m daily grateful for my Heavenly Father’s embrace, the Good Shepherd’s gentle voice, Holy Spirit.  His love endures forever, new mercies every morning. 

I’m sustained in ‘the shelter of His wings’.


First hearts ne’er sheltered

Their ice encased soul till it

Found true Haven’s warmth

©Leyde/Leslie Rene, 2022 ~ All rights reserved.

“For he will hide me in his shelter in the day of trouble; he will conceal me under the cover of his tent…” Psalm 27:5, English Standard Version

“I will abide in Your tabernacle forever; I will trust in the shelter of Your wings.” Psalm 61:4, New King James Version

“He will cover you with his feathers. He will shelter you with his wings. His faithful promises are your armor and protection.” Psalm 91:4, New Living Translation

“For You have been a stronghold for the helpless… A shelter from the storm, a shade from the heat; For the breath of tyrants Is like a rainstorm against a wall.” Isaiah 25:4, Amplified Bible

Meeting the Bar (dVerse poets) Ghost-Love

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This is one fabulous prompt hosted by Laura Bloomsbury!  I won’t copy all the instructions—you can click the link above and get the whole enchilada. 

In brief, you choose one option of the poetry lines given by the host, and write a poem wherein every word of that line becomes the first word of each successive line in your poem.  Your lines must follow the order of the chosen prompt line.  (Although the host indicated a preference for at least 2 stanzas…I felt my poem only needed one.)

This is the line I chose, by Michael Drayton…with poem to follow:

“Since there’s no help, come let us kiss and part”


Since delusion could serve me no more

There’s reality’s burden to contend with (stones/ashes)

No reciprocation of love…innocent, undemanding; and

Help was unhelpful, bramble’d path heart endlessly walked…

Come away with me anyway, you’re now ghost unfettered

Let us meet on equal realm…and finally, let

Us embrace, be a-whirl ‘mid deferred passion…

Kiss the breath I breathe while restless sleeping

And whisper words withheld sore-long…my Love

Part from me not, nor ever again!

©Leyde Ryan, 2022 ~ All rights reserved.

Morning Comes Odd Hours (dVerse Quadrille)

Quadrille written for dVerse poets, using the prompt “morning”.


Morning comes to me

At odd hours, for Time and I

Do battle, gently…

Autumn soul born of shadows

Twilight, midnight—dawn calls ‘sleep’

Rare now-n-then, eyes

Feast upon pale splendored day

Sun’s rays arise, shine…

God’s glorious grace rests light

On drowsy poet

©Leyde Ryan, 2022 ~ All rights reserved.

Water ~ Element (dverse poets)

Prompt:  to pick an element and write a poem inspired by it. 

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Craving water cool and trickling

Fall free, fountain, deliver me

Fiery heat, summer nausea

Let me gulp, swallow, refreshed be…

Mind’s eye sees waterfall cascading

Like bridal veil or hard rain teeming

Swirly rivulets on windowpane

Rivers running clear, cold, swift

Simple cup… I won’t let drop drip

Perhaps will spill on fevered skin

Stinging-hot with syrupy sweat…

Brain near fried, hallucinates

Great storm clouds tearing open

To restore this Summer’s theft

And I… I sit crouched over

Puddle (that is not real)

Hoard small palmful

Of tepid drink poured

From fine crystal goblet

Shimmering so near…

For, surely half-crazed now

I squint at oasis, rippling mirage

‘Mid horizon’s orange flame

Recall song ’bout a wishing well—

Lord, carry me to the well

That won’t ever run dry:

You are Living Water

The Fountain of Life

And River of Delights♥

©Leyde Ryan, 2022 ~ All rights reserved.

“They shall be inebriated with the plenty of thy house; and thou shalt make them drink of the torrent of thy pleasure.  For with thee is the fountain of life; and in thy light we shall see light.”  Psalm 36:8-9, Douay-Rheims Bible

“How precious is Your lovingkindness, O God! They drink their fill of the abundance of Your house; And You allow them to drink from the river of Your delights.  For with You is the fountain of life [the fountain of life-giving water]”  Psalm 36:7-9, Amplified Bible

” Jesus stood and said in a loud voice, “Let anyone who is thirsty come to me and drink.” John 7:37, New Internat’l Version

Jesus replied to them, “… The one who…believes in Me [as Savior] will never be thirsty…” John 6:35, AMP