He’s coming? Oh, dear! Search the pantry– a little bit of rice, a few cans of beans, all out of spice, the fridge almost empty– He cannot come here. Still coming? Oh, dear! Check that closet there– a frumpy, grey dress, a pair of old jeans, hair all a mess, no jewelry to wear– He […]
Read more "A Gift for the King"The all-night wait for sunshine’s face, The shade that softens blinding light, A voice like music, eyes like havens, Mirror of each one’s delight, A king who takes the servants’ place. The architect of welcome words, The labor for a loved one’s fate, A prayer of peace exchanged for hurt, All wrongs washed off the […]
Read more "Love"I loved the little, stone-paved road That wound beneath the aspen trees And stepped across the stream that flows Where daisies dance and brush the breeze. I prayed and dreamed the soul-craved road. You stepped away into the grass And offered me Your wounded hands, And what choice did I have? I chose To […]
Read more "The Unmapped Ways"They were always together— Drawn like lovers On their sketch pads. And then they weren’t— Pencils upside down, Purging the past. They are never together anymore— Distinct masterpieces Drawn over the marks that would not erase.
Read more "Break Ups"AFRICA Broad, baked wind plains, immense grass sprawl. Umbrella Thornes spreading shade, branches wide. Speed slaked cheetahs lick their spots beneath the tree, spying on gazelles grazing fearlessly in open light. Lazy sleep heat shimmers far like cooling waves before the leopard’s padded paws return, bringing night. EUROPE Rain drums on car roofs, wetting night. […]
Read more "International Sestina"The earth’s bright glories fade to dark. Beyond— The greater view that daytime never saw: Tonight the drapes of heaven are pulled back To hush the lowly world in speechless awe. ‘Mid bowing grass and silent trees I pause, And cannot help but lift my eyes and gaze Across the endless miles of darkened space […]
Read more "Sonnet I"Blood drips down and pools in little eddies— swirls of life. Warm. Metallic. Salty. Tarns of crimson cradled in stone. A cup to catch the ransom for our life. – – –
Read more "Crimson Reflection"Some hopes glow like bright balloons That lure you to the sky— They take you up to glorious heights Then pop, then drop, then die. And when you wake with muddy teeth And gravel in your eye, With hands and knees and elbows scraped, The pain will make you cry. Wipe those tear drops from […]
Read more "Hopes vs. Fears"To the tune of: “A Debtor to Mercy Alone” I’ll lift up my eyes to the hills. From where will my rescue arise? My help comes from Yahweh alone, the Maker of Earth and the skies. Don’t suffer my foot to be moved. Oh, Lord do not slumber or sleep! The Gaurd’ian of Israel […]
Read more "Psalm 121"Why? Because the scriptures say we should sing and make melody in our hearts with PSALMS and hymns and spiritual songs. We’ve got the hymns and spiritual songs thing down pat. But how often do churches sing psalms? My church decided to change this in our worship services. But we hit a snag. By and […]
Read more "On Reworking the Psalms for Modern Worship"
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