Luminous whiteDinner plateGlows like a torchAgainst the tarry night skyA smatteringOf twinkling starsJoin in the illuminationThe snow blanketed earthReflects the lightLike a quilt embeddedwith a millionprecious diamondsNight marches onThe moonResplendent in its fullnessRises westward into the skyAs the wee hours of morning arriveA dark curtain With a rounded edgeCreeps across its faceFrom east to westAsContinue reading “Blood Worm Moon”
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Winds of Change
The treesBend, swirlFlex and resistThey shed branches, needlesBut still, they holdTheir groundRoots planted deeply In Mother EarthThe once undisturbedBlanket of whiteLittered now with debrisCovers the tender soilThe moon watches overFrom the westAs the layers of pink cloudsResting in the eastern skyGive notice Of the risingOf the sunThe air is filledWith the howling of the windAndContinue reading “Winds of Change”
Breaking Open
It is, I think In the breaking open of our hearts That they receive the nourishment And light Needed for expansion When we open our eyes To the pain and suffering All around us To the injustice Embedded in our world The unfairness We must first Acknowledge our helplessness And the pain it inflicts. FeelContinue reading “Breaking Open”
Tanzania
Emotions vie for attention The wolf of fear is trying To conquer The wolf of love As both reside within The wolf of love is winning Fed by Tanzania The Holy Ground Called Ngorongoro Crater The Hallowed Plains Called Ndutu National Park The Sacred Land Of the Serengeti Being present Hearing the birds sing, TheContinue reading “Tanzania”
I Saw Love Today
I Saw Love TodayNot in a card adornedWith glitter and heartsNot in a church hostingA woman in whiteAnd a man in a tuxNot even at a tableLit by candles.I saw love In a hospitalIn the voice of a womanSpeaking for her husbandAdvocating through grief-filled tearsFor his final wishesFor a merciful, peaceful releaseI saw loveIn aContinue reading “I Saw Love Today”
This and That and So Much More!
Hello to all! I thought it was time to pause, say hello and let you know what is going on here! My dear friend and now co-author, Marjorie Burke, and I have completed our book! The title is Spirit in Creation: Two Women, One Vision: Finding Peace and Truth in Creation. The book is atContinue reading “This and That and So Much More!”
Let There Be Snow
Let the white flakes of beautyDance through the airAnd land on the glassIn patterns of delightComplex patternsArtistically uniqueLet them land on my eyelashesReminding me of sledding Down the hills of childhoodLaughing with delightOblivious to the coldLet me catch them on my tongueTasting joyNurturing lifeLet them coat the winter landscapeOf greys and brownsPainting an imageOf pureContinue reading “Let There Be Snow”
Trust
Not merely in your own strengthNot hardlyIt has served youSometimes wellBut it also has blinded youYour own power, knowledge, fortitudeMay have caused youTo miss the Power of the FlowersEmerging from seedsSome likened in sizeto a grain of sand.They break through earthThe texture of clayOr rich, pliant loamFinding a way throughSprouting, survivingGrowing leaves of greenBuds appearAllContinue reading “Trust”
To the Mountains
I come to the mountainsFrom whence comethMy peaceMy wholenessMy soul’s nourishmentAs the car crests the hillA vista opensRevealingForestFields andMountains near and farFrom Kearsage To the WhitesThe vista embraces allBirds soarRiding wind currentsIn the valley belowThe treesNow mostly barrenStand neverthelessUnabashedIn their greys of winterThe zinniasPersevereIn contributing colorTo the fieldAmarinthsStretch skywardTheir cranberry coloredFeathery bloomsEnrich the landscapeOne treeTheContinue reading “To the Mountains”
Are You Scared?
Broken BranchPrecariously perchedUpon your rockyHomeA dry island within Chilly October watersWhat is your story?You carry scarsYour bark Has beenStripped awayYou have been CleavedFrom your tree Of lifeBeavers have feastedUpon youYour pointed tipTheir signatureNow points heavenwardAre you lonelyAs youLanguish uponThe solid slab of rockGrounded in river’s bed?Are you cold?Scared?Or, maybe delightedTo have a perchTo rest uponAContinue reading “Are You Scared?”
Crumbs for the Journey 