An Orderly Desk?
February 10, 2026
Those proud of keeping an orderly desk never know the thrill of finding something they thought they had irretrievably lost.
Sydney J Harris
Author: Cale Caron
Just an old-fashioned (& Old) writer of poems and stories, who blogs sporadically about: funny stuff (& not-funny stuff), music, food and Christian faith...which might be amusing or seriously amazing. I'm blessed to be a blessing, so may they fall like dew upon those who pass through.😊✝😊
Love Serves💖
February 10, 2026
Be hospitable to one another without complaint. Just as each one of you has received a special gift [a spiritual talent, an ability graciously given by God], employ it in serving one another as [is appropriate for] good stewards of God’s multi-faceted grace [faithfully using the diverse, varied gifts and abilities granted to Christians by God’s unmerited favor]. Whoever speaks [to the congregation], is to do so as one who speaks the oracles (utterances, the very words) of God. Whoever serves [the congregation] is to do so as one who serves by the strength which God [abundantly] supplies, so that in all things God may be glorified [honored and magnified] through Jesus Christ, to whom belongs the glory and dominion forever and ever. 1 Peter 4:9-11
Heart to Heart
February 9, 2026
We may not always see eye to eye, but we can try to see heart to heart.💖
Sam Levenson
Seagulls Crying
February 9, 2026
From Hagar ~
In half-sleep she heard
the seagulls crying, sound
of distress unsettling her…
so brief, then nothing–
she wondered if she’d
only imagined the cries
but they wouldn’t leave her…
over several days
she thought of them
had her birds tried to send
her a message, like winged
prophets…was it harbinger
of coming loss perhaps…
she’d waited so long
for their return
would not have wanted
to miss even one word…
not in this strange
impassioned winter
its contradictory silence…
its restless wonderings–
Priceless Love
February 9, 2026
New International Version
How priceless is your unfailing love, O God! People take refuge in the shadow of your wings. Psalm 36:7Psalm 32:7
You are my hiding place. You protect me from trouble; You surround me with songs of deliverance.
Iridescent Eyes
February 8, 2026
Iridescent, her eyes
splendiferous the sparks
they cast, illumining
whole environment…
her merest smile mesmerized
mysterious…a test of men’s
resistance to temptation
and ardent tempest…
Popular with strangers
she’d meet by chance? yes…
if they were important
if they couldn’t see
within her… but I
had view of shadow side–
she was winter
without festive glitter
cold, unyielding as ice
one glance could freeze
the soul…never to forget–
~ Cale
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2026/02/01/rdp-sunday-spark/
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2026/02/03/rdp-tuesday-iridescent/
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2026/02/02/rdp-monday-splendiferous/
https://thedailyspur.wordpress.com/2026/01/30/cast-2/
https://thedailyspur.wordpress.com/2026/02/02/meet-3/
Books I was given/2 women…
February 8, 2026
📚📚📚
Bartlett’s Quotations
gift from my mother…
who may have sensed
somewhere in the dark
recesses of cluttered heart
that someday I’d write
a million words she’d
never care to read–
~~*~~
And did She know…
my perfectly well-mannered
dignified grandmother
of very few words
(lest she be chastized
by my mother)…
did she suspect I’d be
the only grandchild who’d
hear the Lord’s voice
and follow His call?
she gave me the white
bible with Jesus’ words
in red letters–
I miss the time
the conversations we
were robbed of by
her jealous daughter–
but this I know
she waits for me, and
we’ll have all eternity–
~ Cale
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2026/02/06/books-ive-been-given/
God’s Love💖 ~ Super Glue
February 8, 2026
And I am convinced that nothing can ever separate us from God’s love. Neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons,p neither our fears for today nor our worries about tomorrow—not even the powers of hell can separate us from God’s love. No power in the sky above or in the earth below—indeed, nothing in all creation will ever be able to separate us from the love of God that is revealed in Christ Jesus our Lord. Romans 8:38-39
Flavor of Grief
February 7, 2026
Grief has a flavor…
burnt toast
(burnt everything)
and hostile aftertaste…
crushed by your departure
I’ve no appetite…
even chocolates
taste of ashes–
And mourning has
no sense of time
it resists scheduling
ignores seasons…
within heart perpetual
calendar pages turn, turn
as mourning wears a style
all its own, regardless
of fashion trend…
elaborate sighs of silk
in pale to pewter shadows gray…
that’s what you bequeathed to me–
~ Cale
https://thedailyspur.wordpress.com/2026/02/07/elaborate-2/
https://thedailyspur.wordpress.com/2026/01/27/sigh/
https://thedailyspur.wordpress.com/2026/01/26/style-4/
https://thedailyspur.wordpress.com/2026/02/05/hostile-2/
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2026/02/07/rdp-saturday-time/
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2026/01/31/rdp-saturday-crush/
https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2026/02/04/flavor/
Mood Indigo
February 7, 2026
A poem by Hagar ~
Indigo mood descending…
for, Valentine’s Day–
as detached train–hurtles
toward resigned heart
standing soldier-straight
on winter-bleak tracks…
numb, she can’t even feel the frost–
~ Hagar
https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2026/02/07/weekend-writing-prompt-454-mood/
Poetry ~ Cabbage After Christmas 