A Scroll Through Facebook I feel like I just stepped into the wardrobe, and I’m waiting, waiting for “spring” in so many ways, just waiting for summer, running toward the mirage of the perfect life. Cannot wait. Word Count: 33 All the One Word Less for Lent 2015 posts are bundled here. In the […]
One Word Less For Lent 2015 – 34
The pencil’s the thing that scratches down my cor, turns me inside out. But this lead wobbles like a loose tooth. That tip is a splintered dry socket. And I can’t find a pen. Word Count: 34 All the One Word Less for Lent 2015 posts are bundled here. In the stillness, Sandy […]
One Word Less For Lent 2015 – 35
For the price of a bag of oranges I’ll be an ass for my id look ten years younger redefined revitalized renewed the wizard says just follow the yellow brick road for a trial run. Word Count: 35 All the One Word Less for Lent 2015 posts are bundled here In […]
One Word Less For Lent 2015 – 36
Creation’s writing love notes, inking jeweled lines on blue parchment and punctuating with a kiss of red. Snow dust spills in sunlight like makeup glitter, and life’s being conceived under a white sheet… hope of spring. Word count: 36 All the One Word Less for Lent 2015 posts are bundled here In the stillness, […]
One Word Less For Lent 2015 – 38
One papered me with stickers The other readjusted, removed, stuck herself. They squabbled. We were baffled. Time for timeout? Yuleisy got to the bottom of it She’s fighting for you, she said, because her friend has offended you. In the stillness, Sandy Note: These sweet girls are part of Compassion’s Child Survival Program in the […]
One Word Less for Lent 2015 – 39
They spread a table with handcrafted hospitality. Take one, they say, and when enough is certain, take another. We, proud, hesitate to accept a free gift. But in the end it’s not about the gift it’s about the love. Word Count: 39 Love has endless ways of being expressed ~ Holley Gerth Note: I took a whole suitcase […]
One Word Less for Lent 2015 – 40
Sunday starts with mourning a headless dove. In church we nibble cinnamon rolls, sip coffee, speak of grace and peace because we are the people of the cross. But there was blood on the beach, and Sunday ends in mourning. Word Count: 40 In memory of 21 Egyptian Christians, beheaded by ISIS, martyred for their faith. 1. Miliad […]
The Sounds of Silence
I’ve tried to write to the sound of music, but it doesn’t usually work well for me. I create better in silence, although there really isn’t such a thing. I know this because when I’m silent I hear stuff. Stuff like: the pit-pit-pit-pitta-pit-pit-pit of ice melting from the eaves the song of the chicka-dee-dee-dee-dee-dee the distant whoosh […]
What If? (A Glass Slipper Sonnet)
And now for something a little more light-hearted. Do you get a poem in your inbox from Everyday Poems each weekday morning? You should. It’s only 5.99 for an annual subscription, and whether you write poetry or not, it’s good for what ails you. Or what doesn’t ail you. It’s just plain good for you. […]
On Poetry, Cracking and Other Stuff
I’m a bit breathless and cracked, broken and wrecked. And yet full, complete, repaired. Re-paired with renewed passion but still trying to find my balance after the last three months. In November, I made my now annual trek to my other home in a Texas canyon–Laity Lodge for a High Calling retreat. Then there was Thanksgiving at […]
