Brave Waves

Peacock Poetry

A couple of weeks ago whilst walking in the heavy rain, I began connecting to my resilience. All sorts of powerful images were coming to mind and I couldn’t wait to capture them into the notes section of my phone and write a poem. Just at the point of completion the raindrops on my phone jammed the delete key and my whole poem was erased! I returned home deflated and then decided, in the true spirit of resilience to write the thing again. It came out differently and yet I still felt happy and, more importantly, expressed!


Thrash me hard into the walls against the storm raged pier

Smash me down, I’ll take it all, and still I’ll reappear

Scrape my legs against the rocks, push my head in the sand

My soul has seen a thousand knocks, each time I fall, I stand

Engulf me with your reckless…

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God’s Gift Of Hope ~

CHRISTian poetry ~ by deborah ann

God’s gift of hope,
is heaven sent . . .
for He sees how often
we’re tired and spent.

So He sends to us,
hope each day anew
so our faith in Him
we can daily renew.

God’s gift of hope,
is ours to hold onto
the closer to Jesus . . .
we press into.

For He knew we’d need,
His love and grace
so He gave us hope
to finish the race.

Hope is God’s gift,
to all of us . . .
when we place in Jesus
our faith and trust!


1 Corinthians 15:19

If in this life only we
have hope in Christ,
we are of all men
most miserable.

King James Version
Public Domain

Copyright 2020
Deborah Ann Belka

~ to GOD be the GLORY ~

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Why do we really do random acts of kindness?

We often hear the phrase “random acts of kindness”, it is a relatively well-known concept. When you think about the times you’ve practiced random acts of kindness, what are some past practices that come to mind?

I found myself thinking about this question as I wrote this post because it’s an interesting one to ask, “When did I give something without expecting anything in return?

A little too often, I find it difficult to spread light and positivity when I don’t get the same in return. I go on sprinkling my love and my kindness, and I even end up feeling silly when I don’t get treated the same. But one lovely summer afternoon, my very wise teacher told me – we should operate from happiness, and not for happiness, and treat people with no expectations of being treated the same. Spread love. Don’t always do it for…

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Bright Forest Light

Peacock Poetry

I decided to take the long way home after my massage appointment yesterday and it was so worth it! It was a crisp, sunny winter’s day and unbelievably beautiful in the forest. Putting the emails and arrangements off in favour of thirty minutes of mindful forest walking was just what the Doctored ordered!

Forest Flavour

Fortune is found in the forest

Where winter’s sun slides through the bark

It is here our true nature is purest

and our everyday cares we can park

Freedom is found in the wandering

past the wisdom of moss-crafted trees

When we give room for dreaming and pondering

then a sense of good will comes with ease

Most things can wait til the morning

There’s a need for us all to regroup

Life can change in a blink with no warning

Are you walking ahead or in loops?

May the pine-scented natural florist

lift your…

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Anchor Of Our Soul ~

CHRISTian poetry ~ by deborah ann

An Anchor to the soul,
the hope of our certainty
Jesus became the way
to everlasting eternity.

Sure and steadfast,
in the truth grounded
our salvation in Him
is securely founded.

The veil has been lifted,
through Christ we enter in
in His righteousness
no longer bound to sin.

To His Father in heaven,
He gave us the boldness
to approach His throne
in the cloak of newness.

The Anchor of our soul,
Jesus is our security . . .
for He paid sin’s penalty
giving us all impunity!


Hebrews 6:19

Which hope we have
as an anchor of the soul,
both sure and stedfast,
and which entereth into
that within the veil;

King James Version
Public Domain

Copyright 2020
Deborah Ann Belka

~ to GOD be the GLORY ~

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Ordnance P-47 Thunderbolt in the Pacific

Pacific Paratrooper

WWII painting, P-47 Thunderbolt

The P-47 Thunderbolt was not generally welcomed in the Pacific theatre. It was seen as too clumsy to compete with the very agile Japanese fighters and it did not have the range for operations over the vast expanses of the Pacific. Worse, the P-47 was best at the high altitudes at which American bombers operated over Europe.  However, in Japan most combat occurred below 20,000 feet, where the P-47 was at its least maneuverable.

Despite these problems, General George C. Kenney, commander of the 5th Air Force in the SW Pacific, was determined to acquire as many aircraft as possible for his command.  The Lockheed P-38 Lighting was popular with American pilots in the Pacific, but not available in sufficient numbers.

The U.S. Navy escort carrier USS Barnes (ACV-20) underway in the Pacific Ocean on 1 July 1943, transporting U.S. Army Air Forces Lockheed P-38 Lightning…

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Out and About

Peacock Poetry

Yesterday was a cold wintery day, the type that makes you want to stay in and get cosy by the fire with a good book. I coerced myself into a couple of walks nonetheless and was, as usual, grateful to have got out in the fresh air and connected to nature. No surprises there!

Winter Ease

Though winter’s bite is setting in

My heart’s fire is still roaring

The naked trunks look sparse and thin

Yet hope peeps through, imploring

The copper husks and woodland musk

assure me and affirm me

I do not fear the early dusk

Each season has its journey

I’m letting go and letting in

With patience much is forming

Though winter’s bite is setting in

My heart’s fire is still roaring

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Entranced- #Poetry for #ChallengingTimes



Entranced in Fallow Liberty

Haunting dreams of Infinity

Whisper into the Realm Beyond


Shallow Voices Respond

As enigmatic nightmares
Encrypt the Lore



Entranced Fallow Liberty

Stagnant Memory
of Captivity.






Beautiful Original Photography by Photo by Vigold onfivehundredpx

· · · Man in captivity by Vigold on 500px

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