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. […]
If I’m Still Enough
Sometimes, when the light is right and if I’m still enough, I see the glitter of tinsel dust floating over melted memories of magic and mystery in the waiting, the anticipation of gifts delivered in the night. I long for simpler times when I delighted in an unseen omnipotent giver and all I had to do was be good. But sometimes, if I’m […]
Jack-knife of Many Trades
Jack-Knife of Many Trades He rapped it on the heel of his hand, then ran the blade around the edge to scrape the cake, opened the pouch and inhaled the sweetness of Red Virginia ribbons, “notes of tea and toast.” He filled the bowl by pinches, tamped it, clamped it between his teeth, lit, drew, exhaled memories that swirled in […]
Poetry Prompt: Waves
I Saw Her Standing There Hey Dude I saw her standing there in the shallows shunning your advances as you teased her toes. She twisted and turned and swayed her hips as the wind whipped hair around her face. My heart went boom when I crossed that room and I longed to sweep her into my […]
T.S. Eliot: Poet to Work Day 2014
Last year I cajoled Emily Dickinson out of the house for Take Your Poet to Work Day. I forgot failed to tell her I wasn’t really going to work that day but that we were going on vacation, and she was going to meet a lot of new people and have a boatload […]
Bread of Life
Books :: Yes, I did. I ordered another one today. I’m filling my basket like a starving shopper in the grocery aisle where everything tantalizes. I hope I can eat it all before it grows stale or moldy. Taste and see. Bread of life. :: Multiplied :: “I cannot live without books.” ~ Thomas Jefferson Of […]
Monday Morning Waltz
Today I feel… lost.. down… sluggish… Not depressed, really. Kind of empty. Or maybe full. Normal feelings after a period of intense activity, I suppose. I still have plenty to do. My house is screaming for attention. I have a couple of writing deadlines. But it all overwhelms me right now. I’m moving slower, thinking slower. […]
Rules
killers :: the soul awakened amazing architecture rewriting the rules :: triggers Inspired by chapter 26, “‘Whitespace Killers and Triggers.” Leaving some whitespace here this month as I rest with Bonnie. I’m reading and writing on a chapter a day. In the stillness, Sandy This post is part of the “Finding Spiritual Whitespace Blog […]
