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Window on Writing: Not Yet (A Random Act of Poetry)

April 6, 2011 By Sandra Heska King

I gather heart shreds and try to stuff them into the hollow of my heaving chest as moon grins thin through dark cocoon and hair spills wet on pillow. Let it go But still I cling. Not yet Forgiveness knots in stomach seeks release but I  hang on a little longer. It’s too soon The […]

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Through and Through: Shhhhhhh

March 31, 2011 By Sandra Heska King

Be still and know I AM. Know I AM and be still.   Some weeks are more stressful than others. Filled with more interruptions and unpleasant surprises. That yet hold seeds of possibilities. This has been one of those weeks. Shhhhhhh,   The Lord will fight for you; you need only to be still. ~Exodus […]

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Sunday Seasoned Sayings: Elizabeth Barrett Browning

March 20, 2011 By Sandra Heska King

God’s gifts put man’s best dreams to shame. ~Elizabeth Barrett Browning   Tu lips   were made     to praise     the Lord!     And tulips, children love to stretch Their fingers down, to feel in each Its beauty’s sweet nearer. ~Elizabeth Barrett Browning A Flower in a Letter You believe In […]

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Groaning for Japan

March 17, 2011 By Sandra Heska King

Sun bursts through banks of rolling pink and laughs all gold. Another dawn explodes with hope. A day like any other, with plans and expectations. I eat my oatmeal milked and sweet with slice of amber buttered. Steaming tea in hand, I sit. A crow catches draft and sails above corn stubble in bowl of […]

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Window on Writing: What’s in a Word?

March 9, 2011 By Sandra Heska King

What’s in a Word? a seed mined from a thought planted on a page dispersed with a breath a jewel with many facets pregnant with personality filled with power and rich with a million possibilities A Random Act of Poetry for The High Calling where we are asked to write a poem that tells a […]

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Window on Writing: Sing and Fly

March 2, 2011 By Sandra Heska King

Time lengthens and slows down. To work at a poem is to enter a sacred and timeless space, the field of infinite possibilities. It is a place of silences wherein the chief activities are watching and listening. ~Sandford Lyne in Writing Poetry from the Inside Out: Finding Your Voice through the Craft of Poetry. Sing […]

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Window on Writing: The Sounds of Silence

February 23, 2011 By Sandra Heska King

Deeply listening to what is within and around us changes us. ~John Fox I’ve tried to write to the sound of music. It doesn’t work for me. I create better in silence. Although there really isn’t such a thing. It’s when I’m silent that I hear the sounds of silence. Silence makes you attentive to […]

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Reflections on @stickyJesus: Chapter 10

February 17, 2011 By Sandra Heska King

There will be days when you are interacting online and you will feel lonely and shunned and question whether you are making any difference at all. That’s okay. It’s the emotional cost of being a messenger of grace in a foreign land. ~@stickyJesus Lord help me be a reflection of you a messenger of grace […]

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Monday Meditation: No Strings Attached

February 14, 2011 By Sandra Heska King

He set aside His rights clothed self in clay to show the Father’s love. No strings attached. He spat love on clumps of clay and smeared eyes once blind that now can see. No strings attached. He ladled love on feet bruised and clay cracked God knelt to meet our need No strings attached. He […]

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Window on Writing: The Shelter of His Presence

February 9, 2011 By Sandra Heska King

Thou has made us for thyself, O Lord, and our hearts are restless until they find their rest in thee. ~St. Augustine Restless one pursued by fear homeless and alone spill your pain like water make room for overflowing joy unending blessing and come home for in the shelter of His presence there is peace […]

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“And now, dear brothers and sisters, one final t “And now, dear brothers and sisters, one final thing. Fix your thoughts on what is true, and honorable, and right, and pure, and lovely, and admirable. Think about things that are excellent and worthy of praise.” ~ Philippians 4:8 

#fall #southflorida #hope #thoughts #philippians4 #dayafterelection
“My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in th “My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky:
So was it when my life began;
So is it now I am a man;
So be it when I shall grow old,
Or let me die!
The Child is father of the Man;
And I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety.” ~ William Wordsworth in “My Heart Leaps Up”

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From my back door and then from the patio. A phone can never capture the true glory of a rainbow. I hope my heart never fails to leap at the wonder of one.
We were monarch parents a couple years back, but o We were monarch parents a couple years back, but our food was not enough to support all our “children.”
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But some were better parents. And next month @tspoetry is celebrating with a garden party. And you are invited. 
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✨ An evening poetry celebration with Dheepa Maturi, Laura Boggess, Jules Jacob, and Sonja Johanson
✨ sign up today: https://www.eventbrite.com/e/year-of-the-monarch-garden-party-tickets-1005650847757
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This is called a sweetheart plant. I bought it at This is called a sweetheart plant. I bought it at a farmers market in Ponte Vedra in Feb 2023. And it hasn’t done a thing except not die. I did repot it a few months back just cuz I thought it might need it. A few days ago I noticed it was sprouting a sprout. And today—10 days after having my aortic valve replaced and the day after having a loop recorder inserted—it has UNFURLED!!! A new heart. 🩷
Looking west this morning. “Sometime, enough o Looking west this morning. 

“Sometime, enough of us should plan
to gather and form our own
luminous cloud.” ~ Luci Shaw in “The Weight of Air” (from The Generosity)
Security is on the job. Security is on the job.
So after 13 years of checkups and annual echos, it So after 13 years of checkups and annual echos, it's finally come to this. One week from today I will have my aortic valve replaced. Eeeek! I know it's done all the time--piece of cake. But that's to other people. 😂 Speaking of cake, I've always hoped to blow out 100 candles (at least), and I keep singing this line in my head...

"And my heart will go on and on." Thanks to @celinedion. 💕
Hi! Long time, no post. So… I grew this from a Hi! Long time, no post. So…

I grew this from a pineapple top. We repotted it again over the weekend. Still no fruit, though. Our neighbor has a baby growing on a small plant, though. What’s up with that?

(Also, I do not have a green thumb. Currently the only things still living are this, an avocado, and a little Boston fern.)
We got out here early today, but it was already so We got out here early today, but it was already soooooo hot (later on the"feels like" was 110), and I was just plodding one foot in front of the other wishing I was still in bed. There was not much to see--except the crane family, some blackbirds, a dove. And it was buggy. And a deer fly bit me on the forearm, and it swelled up, and I still have a 1- x 3-inch reddened area. But then... a pink parade.
Just snapped a couple photos of a normal looking s Just snapped a couple photos of a normal looking sky from my back patio with my iPhone! I grew up in Michigan and never saw them before! #northernlights #westboca #southflorida
“So they took branches of palm trees and went ou “So they took branches of palm trees and went out to meet him, crying out, “Hosanna! Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord, even the King of Israel!” ~ John 12:13
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PALMS

He had a date with them. ~SHK
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~ Six words I wrote on my blog in 2015 as part of a daily “One Word Less for Lent” series.
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Photo taken in Israel, 2022.
Dressed for success... Dressed for success...
“Sing, hope, to me” ~favorite line from “The “Sing, hope, to me” ~favorite line from “The First Spring Day” by Christina Rossetti via Every Day Poems and @tspoetry in my email this morning. 
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Whole poem (with lots of favorite lines) here:
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https://open.substack.com/pub/everydaypoems/p/the-first-spring-day?r=3acod&utm_medium=ios
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Wild red poppy anemones from our spring trip to Israel in 2022. And, of course, red is the color of hope. 
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#dipintopoetry #poetry #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram #tweetspeakpoetry #everydaypoems
Sweet baby colts. Just one parent. Apparently the Sweet baby colts. Just one parent. Apparently the other was hit by a car. 😭💔
Bufo serenade AKA the Ballad of the Bufo Bufo serenade AKA the Ballad of the Bufo
South Florida is confused. South Florida is confused.
“Somehow she learns to breathe.” ~ @gyoung9751 “Somehow she learns to breathe.” ~ @gyoung9751 in “The mermaid breathes,” a woven poem from tweets. In my email today from Every Day Poems via @tspoetry.
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#dipintopoetry #everydaypoems #poetry #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram #poetsofig #tweetspeakpoetry
"You have what you need / is what the birds sing a "You have what you need / is what the birds sing all morning" ~ Annie Lighthart in "Conditions of Happiness."
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In my email this morning from 
Every Day Poems via @tspoetry.
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#dipintopoetry #poetry #poetrycommunity #everydaypoems #poem #poetsofinstagram #tweetspeakpoetry
If you’ve made it this far, the rest of the week If you’ve made it this far, the rest of the week should be a snap. #wednesday
Stay behind me. I’ll protect you. No worries. So Stay behind me. I’ll protect you. No worries. So will all those shots. Mostly.
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D still has PTSD from the Great Possibly Rabid Raccoon Brouhaha of 2021.
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