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Still Room for Joy

There is still room for joy Amidst the weeds Of violence, disease, and hate There is still abundant room for joy People still fall in love Birds still sing and chirpWater still bubbles and tumbles Over rock laden stream bed Clouds still grace the robin’s egg sky Leaving wisps of lovely as they fade awayContinue reading “Still Room for Joy”

Bridging the Chasm

While on a writer’s retreat Meeting with creative, intelligent people Engaging in meaningful discussion I met a lovely young woman. As I sat with this woman, warning bells clanged She spoke of her beliefs She spoke of her pain of isolation and rejection And of suffering caused by others’ judgments of her. Her beliefs wereContinue reading “Bridging the Chasm”

Tender Shoot

I am at a Writer’s Retreat at Mercy By the Sea in CT. We were given a writing prompt with instruction to choose the paper that “called out to you” and write about it! We had 10 minutes. Here is my “offering”!! Tender Shoots The fragile green of new life Bright with possibility and vitalityContinue reading “Tender Shoot”

Good Friday Lamentation

Good Friday Christians around the world Recall the crucifixion of Christ The day is sad, woeful A sense of lingering doom Clouds the day As Death is anticipated It is not always that way I have sat beside many people As they stand watch Their loved one approaching death They remain alert inContinue reading “Good Friday Lamentation”

Eggplant

I had read about vermiculite Using it as is To start your seeds “What’s to lose,” I thought. My parsley was not growing In the organic starting mix from the Coast of Maine. The peppers seeds Were still dormant or had they died Beneath the perfect soil? No sweet talk seemed capable Of drawing themContinue reading “Eggplant”

Putting Down My Fork . . . Between Bites

Recently while eating in silence with mostly nuns I became aware that I was rushing I saw myself merely shoveling the food in As I have done for years Always hurrying to the next event. But during that meal In silence I had an awareness of the preciousness Of each moment. I became open toContinue reading “Putting Down My Fork . . . Between Bites”

Liminal Space

Let me begin here by explaining what liminal space means to me. Liminal is the space between two realities. When moving over the threshold from the old to the new, it is the space between the two. In my life, I found myself in liminal space often when sitting at the bedside of a dyingContinue reading “Liminal Space”

Morning Light

Morning Light A fresh beginning Awash with possibilities A clean canvas On which to paint The life of my choosing A fresh beginning Yesterday’s missteps released and Warmed by the rising of today’s sun I embark upon my day A fresh beginning Each step imbued with hope Going forward into the unknown I stand onContinue reading “Morning Light”

Fear

What grants you such power? What gives you authority? What feeds your growth? What does it take to prune you? What will trap you? How can your roots be contained? How can you be kept in your own place? What will prevent you from overtaking The Garden of Life? Fear An invasive species Not nativeContinue reading “Fear”

Ocean’s Allure

Scaling footpath up the dunes Cresting Breath paused in awe Raging waves breaking onto shore Foam residue blowing across the beach Sounds of power Music of dance Healing drumming of cascading water Eyes fixed on the infinite horizon of ocean Icy waters surround me unannounced Frosty water filling my snow sneakers Thankful forContinue reading “Ocean’s Allure”