Dawn's Awakening

March 2, 2014

The Storm

The Storm

This steely door of night
Has imprisoned harsh emotions
Of fear, anger, and helplessness,
Into the bosom of the lonely woman.
For long, sleepless, dark hours,
Waves so strong had tried
To crush her soul to dust.

Why did this happen?
What did I do?
Why do things fall apart?
Whose fault was it?
Where did I go wrong?
What was I thinking?
Why did I trust?

Eyes too dry to cry
Open to squint at the sky.
Soft pink of dawn is
Prying night’s door away
From the distant, eastern horizon.
Wet beach reflects the change.
Toes wiggle with relief.

She had made it through the storm.
The night would not take her sanity.
A heavy weight now lifted from young shoulders.
It had been incredibly difficult
When the men had come to her door.
They were very sorry to inform her that
The love of her life would not be coming home.

Being a military wife
Meant to be strong no matter what.
She couldn’t fall apart.
She couldn’t end it all.
Two young daughters needed her.
Didn’t matter if her heart was broken.
She must carry on.

Another wave of emotions hit,
But the sting was far less.
The seagulls were crying off to the right.
Scanning for the sudden disturbance
Brought an incredible sight.
Three white stallions raced in the surf.
Sand shook as they drew near.

Puzzled, she stood up.
Turning as one, they came to her.
Slowing in greeting, they nickered.
Why are you here? she wondered.
Stunned beyond words, she knew.
Her love had sent her a sign from beyond
Just as he had promised. Just as he had promised.

They had shared a love of horses.
It was one of their passions.
One day they’d of retired to raise them for fun,
But that was not meant to be.
God had a different plan.
She thanked Him for this gift.
She thanked her love for thinking of her.

As if on cue, the moment was gone.
The horses’ playful race was on again.
Manes and tails flowed golden
In the rising sunlight. Beautiful to behold.
She named them from the Bible.
They were Faith, Hope and Charity
Because they had delivered Love to her.

2014 © Dawn L. Huffaker
All rights reserved.

This poem will be included in the new book I Will Fly which will showcase the poetry of Maria Kontaxis and myself. If you would like to be notified when the book is available, please go to my website and sign the guestbook.    

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July 10, 2013

The Lake

This was an exercise for the PnP Authors. We were to:

Write a story without using ‘I’ or ‘you’.
Use the following words: faith, window, cane, meadow, lake, character, love.

The rest was up to us. In my story, the meadow is assumed.



The Lake


The Saturday morning arrived with a fanfare of birdsong and the golden sunrise outside his open bedroom window of the summer cottage. This cottage was weatherbeaten, but it had character. White, cotton, curtains billowed playfully in the yellow glow. Jake smiled happily as he took in the beautiful scene from the bed. He sat up with back against the headboard. The light splashed across his legs under the sheet. Wiggling toes made the shadows dance with the sunlight. Magical! Made him feel like a boy again.

He gave a mighty stretch to chase away the stiffness from the night. Charlie horse tried to tense up his thigh making him wince. Nope, old boy, you ain’t as young as you think. Jake massaged the area, and reminded himself to take his meds. Grabbing his cane which leaned against the nightstand, Jake pulled himself up and started the morning trek to the bathroom.

After morning meds and a quick shower, the next stop was the kitchen. In the refrigerator, he had prepared a breakfast of yogurt and fruit the night before. It was in a paper sack waiting for him. The sack went into the top of his knapsack, and out the door he went.

The stairs from the porch to the path took a little bit of time. He was still getting used to maneuvering with a cane. Once to the path, he wandered down to the lake. Taking in the sights and sounds of a new morning, he was grateful to be right here right now. A duck glided in from over an oak tree across the way. It lit gracefully onto the lake. The wind had stilled, and the lake was like a sheet of glass. It reflected everything perfectly.

Jake made it to his destination. It was an old wrought iron and mahogany bench someone had placed here long ago. This was where he came to think and meditate. No phones to bother him. No kids to stop by. No intrusions. It was exactly what he needed.

He laid his knapsack on the left side of the bench. Then, he eased himself gently down onto it. Sighing, Jake looked all around like a child on Christmas Day. Everything seemed fresh and new, even though he had been here many times over the years. The difference was the changes in his life. His wife, Martha, of 50 years suddenly died of a heart attack six months ago. His world went dark then. Took a while to regain his step after that. His oldest daughter, Sherry, had been a big help. She was such a comfort.

Then, his business closed because of the bad economy. The accountant had told him it was better to shut the doors and retire. He would be able to make ends meet that way. Grudgingly he agreed, and went through the process of becoming a private citizen and not a boss. In a way, Jake was relieved. It was a heavy load to take care of his employees and customers.

Now, he was free. Whatever he wanted to do whenever he wanted to do it was just fine. He couldn’t be extravagant, but he was content. That made all the difference.

Taking out his breakfast, Jake said a silent grace, and partook. When the last bit of banana was eaten, he cleaned up the remains and placed them in the paper bag.

His old bible came out next. Different passages came to mind. He read about Daniel in the lion’s den. Then he read about Ruth and Jonah. These were friends of his. Of course, Jake ended with the Beatitudes. He knew that Jesus was looking over his shoulder as he read. With a fervent prayer, he lovingly closed the book.

A memory of Martha at the lake played out in his head. He saw her picking wildflowers, and coming to sit by him on this bench. That was a wonderful vacation. It would always be precious to him. He missed her, but it didn’t seem to hurt so much as it once did. Jake blew a kiss to heaven for her. His love would never end.

Jake knew that one day he would join her. That didn’t really bother him much. His faith in Jesus would guide him home to Him, and he would be with her again. What a joyful day that would be!

The hours ticked gently by. Soon it was noon, and he needed a nap after lunch. Bending down, he grabbed his cane from the path. He balanced with it until he was standing. Then off he went to the little summer cottage by the lake.

2013 © Dawn L. Huffaker
All rights reserved.

December 19, 2012

New Press Release for Nature through Poetry 2013 Calendar by Candace Morehouse

New Press Release for Nature through Poetry 2013 Calendar by Candace Morehouse

This is the new press release for our calendar Nature through Poetry 2013. It was written by Candace Morehouse-a wonderful and talented contemporary of mine. If you would like to spread the word about the calendar, please feel free to use this press release.

Nature through Poetry 2013 cover (small)

 

April 5, 2012

Imagine

Filed under: Poetry,Writing — Dawn Huffaker @ 10:21 pm
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Easter Morning

Imagine


With eyes closed,

Imagine the following:

It is the first day of your life-

Never been sad,

Never been mad,

Never been hurt;

No shame,

No guilt,

No regret;

Free to be happy,

Free to be content,

Free to be inquisitive.


The blood of Christ

Has taken away all sins and regrets.

This is your new life, so:

Release the past,

Release the pain,

Release the people;

Open your mind,

Open your heart,

Open your spirit;

Live in the Now,

Live in the Oneness,

Live in the Kingdom.


Believe in the gift of freedom

That Jesus gave us on the cross.

Believe in the love that created us-

Unconditional and limitless.

Believe in the life that God’s grace

Has freed us to experience.

Be this help to those who are seeking God.

Be this love with those in your life.

Be this forgiveness so needed in the world.

Give thanks every day for this freedom!

Give thanks every day for this love!

Give thanks every day for this grace!

The Lord has Risen! Happy Easter!


2012 © Dawn L. Huffaker

All rights reserved.

July 28, 2010

GodLovedMe – a new website community for Christian women

I would like to talk about a fledgling website for Christian women that I am currently affiliated with. At this website, there is talk about any topic relating to women-from the fun stuff to the serious. There is a Friday night chat where members kick back and explore different topics. A Shout Out box is located on the home page where anyone can post observations or encouragement throughout the day. Finally, there are several blogs covering every possible topic (and more on the way).

There are blogs that answer questions about the bible. Members read previous posts, or ask a question for the staff to respond to. Blogs also cover daily Christian life, and for those times when a little extra help is needed like during an illness, a death, or a divorce. Anyone can come and fellowship with members who have been through similar situations.

They are members of all ages, occupations, and experiences. A vast wealth of knowledge is being created at this new website. Please stop by. The website address is: www.godlovedme.com

January 30, 2010

Night Made Day

Night Made Day

 

Night made day

By moon on snow.

Sleeping trees whisper

In their dreams.

Biting air keeps the animals

In their burrows.

Branch shadows glide across snow

With ease.

 

I look out with wonder

At the scene before me.

Magical it has become

After the mighty storm.

Nothing is as it was, and

The world is weighted down.

Only the wind can come and go

As it pleases.

 

What a blessing it is

To live in my mountain home!

God’s handiwork is so close

I can touch it with my own hands.

Indeed, I am made rich with the bounty

That is set right before me.

Nothing manmade can compare

With His Masterpiece.

 

2010 © Dawn L. Huffaker

All rights reserved.

January 3, 2010

New Year’s Wish

Welcome to the year 2010! How many thought that they would ever see this year? How many are where they want to be? How many remember that they were just in high school, and now they are grandparents?

Time marches on. It does not stop for anyone, or anything. Like a river, it flows on and on.

For most, that is a good thing. It prods us to analyze where we had been, and where we want to go. This keeps us on track, and leads us into the future.

Hmm! What is my wish for this year? My wish is to be available for my family and friends. I want to enjoy every beautiful moment with them. I want to be a blessing and a gift to them.

This time, next year, I hope to have achieved this goal. For no matter how many poems I write, or books I sell, time continues on. There are only so many chances to share the precious moments that happen with those we care about the most.

What is your wish for the new year?

December 14, 2009

On A Cold Winter’s Night

Filed under: Free verse,Poetry — Dawn Huffaker @ 9:41 pm
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On A Cold Winter’s Night

 

On a cold winter’s night

So long ago,

The Heralds proclaimed

The birth of our Savior.

 

It was

The miraculous beginning

Of a new chapter

In our history on Earth.

 

A star guided the wise men

To a humble manger

Where a mother gave birth

To her first son.

 

When the angels beckoned,

The shepherds came

To pay homage to Him

Their newborn King.

 

Jesus’ gentle smile

Touched their very souls,

And all knew that God

Had remembered them.

 

2009 © Dawn L. Huffaker

All rights reserved.

November 26, 2009

Created By God

Filed under: Free verse,Poetry — Dawn Huffaker @ 12:38 am
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Created By God

 

Created by God

To be His children.

We find our way

Home to Him.

 

Working through the problems,

Learning from the experiences,

Finding the rhythm of life, and

Seeing the progress made.

 

Realizing it’s not about us, but

Helping those in need.

Finding joy in the now, and

Growing as we go.

 

Uniting with our brothers and sisters.

Building a strong and happy family.

Bringing peace to every moment.

Letting love lead the way.

 

We are our Father’s joy.

We have our Father’s love.

Give thanks for God in our life.

Give thanks for Jesus leading the way.

 

2009 © Dawn L. Huffaker

All rights reserved.

November 20, 2009

Favorable Review of Flower Escapes by Chase Von

I received a review by Chase Von for our new book Flower Escapes. He was very pleased with our book. Take a look.

Incredibly Beautiful Master Piece!

I have to admit, at first I thought the price for this book was a bit steep, particularly considering the number of pages. Now that I have it in my possession, I have to say this is such a sublime creation that I don’t think personally the price is too much at all! In all honestly, I truly think it’s worth far more than the price it is listed at and then some!. The poetry by Dawn Huffaker alone is a breath of fresh air but the stunning photographs by Michele Duncan makes for a match made in Heaven.

Recently I finished a book I stumbled upon on Amazon called “Same Kind Of Different As Me” by Ron Hall and Denver Moore. New York Times Best Seller and deservingly so. It gave me a feeling that indeed God himself had a hand in it. (Don’t take my word, read some of the reviews on Amazon and see how many others mirror those same feelings as well). But the reason I mention that is because I got the same feeling from “Flower Escapes.” It’s “Thee Perfect” coffee table book and because it is so beautifully done and inspirational, I can easily see it in Doctors waiting rooms all across the world as well as in Beauty Shops, Nail Salons and yes, Flower Shops beyond a shadow of a doubt! For the guys out there, I don’t think there is a woman on the planet that wouldn’t love this, and I’m sure they would feel as though you have indeed, given them a tiny portion of Heaven. And getting back to sharing it in waiting rooms? I would also like to issue one word of caution. Keep tabs on it or it might grow proverbial legs and walk away on you, if you know what I mean.

Those who love nature? This is a must and you won’t just be pleased, you’ll be stunned! The pictures are indeed breath taking and I also think it would do nicely in any school setting. I would also say that if I didn’t have one, I would buy it as a gift for someone I love “INSTEAD of actual flowers or to accompany the flowers.” This little creation deserves to be in the finest art galleries across the land and I know a few artists I believe would love to recreate on canvas, some of the incredible images captured by Michele’s lens.

(Pictures of nature don’t get any better than the ones she’s taken).

In closing, if this all seems like mighty high praise it is, but I think it falls short of the mark. It states in the upper left hand corner, “Escape Awhile Into God’s Garden!” Which I think personally is a pretty bold statement to make as well but truth be told, it feels exactly like that! Again, this is hard to explain but I have seen flowers for so many years but the apparently God given gift that Michele has, to capture breath taking pictures combined with Dawn’s incredible poetic ability to give nature a truly believable and authentic voice, makes this creation not only something that is intensely beautiful in all regards, but spiritually healing as well.

One last thing, incredibly stupid as this might sound. Until I looked at the pictures in this book, I had no idea how truly beautiful flowers actually are. I have a feeling though, that when you have it in your hands, you will understand exactly what I mean.

Chase Von

Author of Your Chance To Hear The Last Panther Speak, Pink, Blue and Green and Dream Reachers along with co-author and career journalist and former newspaper owner and editor, Betty Dravis

 

Thank you, Chase! Your review means a lot to us.

If you would like to see some of the pages of our book, please go to:

www.dawnhuffaker.com/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=66&Itemid=113

Our book is available at Amazon and Lulu. Here are the links:

www.amazon.com/dp/0578029804

stores.lulu.com/duncanhuffaker

 

At the Lulu store, we have 2010 calendars with poems and photos from Flower Escapes.

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