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I Have This Need . . .

August 31, 2011 By Sandra Heska King

They came back last year. Full and flowing and bubbling over like the Frio inself. The High Calling editors. Their words carved a hole in my soul. An aching yawn in my heart that longs to be filled with the beauty of a Texas canyon. To embrace those who have become like family. L.L., who […]

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Five Minutes with Older: I’m Not Ready to See Jesus

August 26, 2011 By Sandra Heska King

It’s Friday. And it’s Lisa Jo’s birthday. So today our prompt is older. Five minutes to let it spill. This should be easy . . . GO! I’m getting older. With way fewer years on this earth ahead than behind. I have a lot more I want to do and see. But the sands of […]

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Fuel for the Weekend: Five Minutes with Beauty

August 12, 2011 By Sandra Heska King

It’s Friday again. And again I’m linking up with Lisa Jo as we explore beauty in five minutes of pure, unedited spill.   I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. ~Psalm 139:14 (NIV)     GO! They buried Grandma King in her wedding dress. My […]

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What If? (A Glass Slipper Sonnet)

August 10, 2011 By Sandra Heska King

And now for something a little light, a little fun, and a lot corny (pun intended.) L.L. Barkat and Tweetspeak Poetry have put out a glass slipper sonnet challenge. What If? (A Glass Slipper Sonnet) What if she hadn’t slipped slipper from foot? What if she’d hurtled headlong down the stair? Would an ungraceful girlfriend […]

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Textures of Text: Let’s Go All Word Wild

August 9, 2011 By Sandra Heska King

Perhaps the role of those involved in the arts, then, is to awaken ourselves and others to beauty–in all its risk and richness. ~Luci Shaw Let’s go all word wild. Let’s bound over boundaries and color outside the fence lines. Let’s open up new spaces within ourselves and dive in deep waters. Let’s be reckless […]

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Fuel for the Weekend: Whole in Five Minutes

August 5, 2011 By Sandra Heska King

Lisa Jo is back with a new Five Minute Friday word prompt. Whole. For five minutes of unedited bleeding. GO! Pieces. It takes pieces to make a whole. Atoms and molecules and cells organize into organs and organ systems. Body parts make a whole body. God’s made us that way. To function as a part […]

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Textures of Text: Servant of the Word

August 2, 2011 By Sandra Heska King

Again, as so often before, I felt the secret thoughts rising in me, trusting them to be God-thoughts making themselves known. ~Luci Shaw breath of His breath I watch and wait spirit of the wild and untamed wind rushing water of many colors swirling dry bones dance to celestial tunes God-thoughts rise beauty to beauty […]

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Window on Writing: Where I’m From

July 27, 2011 By Sandra Heska King

She issued a writing challenge based on a poem by George Ella Lyon titled Where I’m From.   She offered a template link. Here’s my attempt, but I think I deviated from the template. I am from black-and-white two channels antenna perched on post turned to fuzzy and not-so-fuzzy by hand in all weather window open. […]

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I’m Done, I’m Full

July 22, 2011 By Sandra Heska King

We are on the road again. Back “up north” to pick up my son’s car while he works. It took ten days and more than half that in dollars to fix the damage. He ran into the back of someone in bumper-to-bumper traffic on his honeymoon. So we decided to grab a little alone time. […]

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Five Minutes with Grateful

July 8, 2011 By Sandra Heska King

Joining Lisa Jo today for her five-minute word prompt on GRATEFUL. Pouring words for five minutes with no editing. GO! I’m grateful for water that ripples and waves that crash. For sand that sings beneath my feet. For “I do” and “I love you” and a tender smile. I’m grateful for family and friends and […]

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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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