Let’s Write: A Poem
Frustration fills me as I stare at the blank page. I know I can do this, I tell myself. I know I can do this. Then why is it so hard? Every day I take out pen and page, filled with a hard determination. I’ll do it this time,...
Waters: A Poem
In this hour, This day, This minute, We are keenly aware of the fact That life is a handful of water Gripped in our tightly clasped fingers. The more we clench our fists, The more tightly we hold on to the droplets, The faster they drip between our fingers...
Raindrops II: A Poem
Drop. Drop. Drip. Drop. Look up, child, and see the rain. See how it falls? It falls from the heavens. So high. See the clouds? Don’t be afraid. See the drops? Hundreds. Thousands. Millions and millions and millions Of drops. I made them for you, child. Look at the...
Because You Are Mine: A Poem
I see it all around me. What the world calls beautiful. Glamour, Artifice, Power. And I look at myself. And what I see is not Glamorous, Artificial, Powerful— And I tremble at my ignorance. And I ask, God, Why am I not beautiful? Didn’t you make me to be...
Raindrops: A Poem
In the early morning hours, On the porch I sit. I sip my coffee and think about lovely things. And I listen to the birds singing. And the rain that falls from the grey skies Is so beautiful, And peaceful. And I sigh with wonder. In the early morning...
Songbirds: A Poem
In the early morning sunlight, the songbirds awaken. We see them now, in the branches of the maples, Singing with no thought for tomorrow. The light of the sun shows us their gentle beauty, Their eyes, so bright. The cares of the day have not reached them; They have...
The Beauty in the Long Way
A faithful reader of mine told me that she had been checking my blog every day in hopes of a new post. That’s one of the reasons I’m writing this now. I don’t know what I’m going to write about tonight. I’m going to start typing and see what...