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Friday Fuel for the Weekend: Light

February 4, 2011 By Sandra Heska King

It starts as a hint of hope, a thin thread of red at the hem of the horizon that gives way to an ever-widening pink streamer. New day birthed in a candle glow that nudges black. The sun climbs the steps of night and peeks over peak. Breath clouds billow and dissolve. Ribbons of light […]

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Friday Fuel for the Weekend: Hope

January 28, 2011 By Sandra Heska King

Hope Rises heavy under a misty veil i see dimly until startled by a cardinal on a naked branch and hope rises on scarlet wings. ~Sandra Heska King (2010) Hope is that thing with feathers that perches in the soul and sings the tune without the words and never stops . . . at all. […]

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Window on Writing: Cracked for Light

January 26, 2011 By Sandra Heska King

The cracks are how the light shines in, and it is only by remaining aware of imperfection that we remain open to redemption and reform. ~Leonard Cohen hidden heart room veiled from sight until the light breaks through the curtain cracked flames bright reveals the dirt that melts in muddy rivers cleanses and creates beauty […]

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Saturday Snaps: A Baby Visits

January 15, 2011 By Sandra Heska King

The night hours creep through jangled sleep of beeps and bubbles lights and voices strangled by a crumpled sheet a slew of tubes every breath a challenge press a button take a pill pull it out put it back push it under shed a tear stabbed by pain smoothed and soothed with a cold cloth […]

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If I’m Still Enough

December 2, 2010 By Sandra Heska King

Sometimes when the light is right and if I’m still enough I catch the glitter of tinsel dust that floats above melted memories of magic and mystery in the waiting and anticipation of gifts delivered in the night and I long for simple times when I delighted in an unseen omnipotent giver and all I […]

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First Snow

December 1, 2010 By Sandra Heska King

soft no flurry at the feeders no song in the air no footprints to follow just brushed wet kisses and manna whispers still Cleanse me with hyssop, and I will be clean; wash me, and I will be whiter than snow. Psalm 51:7 (NIV) Adding my words to other poets at One Shot Wednesday. And […]

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Bread

November 28, 2010 By Sandra Heska King

Lines of breadless bellies and moldy dreams black blizzard coming in the bread basket breadwinner lost dusty hope. Hungry children chew on hands because it’s not my day to eat waste not, want not let’s play eviction. Some buy what they can use while others can’t buy what they can’t live without Bread of Life […]

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I Will (repost)

November 25, 2010 By Sandra Heska King

I will seize today for it is shiny and new sparkling with promise a gift wrapped with moments for delight to savor. Anticipation. I will let go of yesterday’s wrinkled regrets faded failures broken bows of disappointment moments to forget and forgive. Finished. I will not treasure tomorrow for God has not promised on earth […]

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I am

November 9, 2010 By Sandra Heska King

I am too big in my box to see I AM but when I am out of my box I am small so small and I see I AM everywhere I am. I write this in honor of L.L. Barkat who has inspired me to leave my “box” and yield myself to the vastness of […]

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Sensing God

October 27, 2010 By Sandra Heska King

I see God in golden spotlight of morning stage with pink and lavender curtains billowed. I hear God in feathered symphony and leafy whispers of Spirit breath within my ear. I smell God in golden crisp of autumn wrapped with subtle scent of smoke and damp. I feel God in warmth of sunshine on my […]

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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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