Proof If I’d not glanced out the window at just that moment, I would have missed the flash of blue against blue. I wouldn’t have seen it dart onto a crabapple branch and then light on the backboard behind the net, unmistakable in its orange vest. I scooped up my camera and […]
Dream Poem #3: Laura and I and a Ferris Wheel
Laura and I and a Ferris Wheel Laura had an emergency at work that morning, but first we–she and her husband and I– took a spin on a giant Ferris wheel, once known as a “pleasure wheel,” but today a playdate wheel. We went up, up, up… but at the top, just before the descent, […]
Dream Poem #2: Tom and I
Tom and I We sat on the edge of an operating room table, Tom and I, dangling our legs and eating peaches while juice dribbled down our chins and puddled on the oyster shell floor. A nurse was measuring the walls with a coffee spoon, and a hippopotamus brought a plate of cinnamon toast and a pot of tea. […]
Still Saturday: When You are Wound-Weary
Avalon Here between the branches of the slipping stream bedded by moss and sentineled by trees lies my ever-living Avalon. Here art is forged on the anvil of the mind with the blows of the senses and the heat of the heart. Here I may rest, wound-weary from the world, sit on […]
Dream Poem#1: Hog Stew, Krispy Kremes, and Ann Voskamp
Hog Stew, Krispy Kremes, and Ann Voskamp The quicksand tried to swallow me. Then the train came and an elephant held out his trunk. When I grasped it, it wiggled into a rainbow’d snake that flung me into the red Corvette convertible in Canadian National auto carrier #1000 graffiti’d with gifts. We snaked our […]
Still Saturday: Murmurs
i find myself thirsty for plain sounds that whisper, glory. sure words resonate where i can hear, once again, God moving through broken lines that murmur with tenderness. but at the heart of poetry, silences. ~Laure Krueger as quoted by L.L. Barkat in God in the Yard In the stillness, Sandy […]
God, Are You In . . . ?
At the end of chapter 12 (“Hospitality”) in God in the Yard, L.L. Barkat suggests a writing exercise. Begin with a simple jotting of the objects and people around you . . . Choose just one of the images and make a second list, focused particularly on the item’s attributes . . . Next, try […]
Old Jeans, New Jeans (A Poetry Prompt)
Old Jeans, New Jeans We traveled from up north and downstate, met in the middle of the mitten for family time at an indoor waterpark. Then, after showers and pizza (cheese, veggie, and meat supreme), we cut shoe patterns out of old jeans in our hotel room to give some soles some hope. The grandgirl grimaced […]
One Word Less For Lent 2015 – 5
Alpha and Omega We start from an end. Word Count: 5 All the One Word Less for Lent 2015 posts are bundled here. In the stillness, Sandy I am the Alpha and the Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End.~Revelation 22:13 (NIV)
One Word Less For Lent 2015 – 6
Palms He had a date with them. Word count: 6 All the One Word Less for Lent 2015 posts are bundled here. In the stillness, Sandy
