Feasting

by | Nov 18, 2013 | Poetry

Bread and fishmade the shopping list–easily secured at the corner grocery store,exchanged for coins in my pocketbook.But what of the bread and fishthe Saviour has~~a small amount,yet multiplied miraclesat his hand,sending the food away to the multitudes?No coins...

With Apologies to Laura Numeroff**

by | Nov 4, 2013 | Poetry

If you give a writer a journalShe’ll probably say “thank you”   (exclamation point)And wonder where the nearest pen or pencil is.If she finds said pen, she’ll take to writing   A es a pee.Once she starts writing there’s no tellingWhen she’ll stop—why   THINGS COULD...

On the Night Before the First Day of School

by | Sep 3, 2013 | Poetry

I’m awake behind closed eyes noting the whooshing sounds of far away freeway noise (at 2 in the morning? seriously?) and a howling, train-whistly cry rises in the distance through my open night window. The coyotes are stirring, too. The Psalmist David writes of...

Weaving my Days {a #poem}

by | Aug 6, 2013 | Poetry

If I was inside not here–away– I’d miss the rickety sounding chip, chip, chip of the cautious squirrel feasting on my deck. I’d be still and safe and sure of my surroundings but could never feel this lacy, lingering, gentle breeze lilting along...

Surrender {a #poem}

by | Jul 22, 2013 | Poetry

My husband and I recently spent some time away for our anniversary and I discovered that in confined quarters–our all in one room on the island–it’s hard to find personal space.  My husband’s solution? To not having to listen to me all the...

Summertime

by | Jun 30, 2013 | Poetry

Summertime is either noisy busy, with houses full of now-at-home children and the moms who want to make the most of the days, or, well….just plain busy.God is in all of it–the kidsounds and joy–and in the quiet, when we can coax it out of our...