Beneath the Glass

This poem is for my mom—an intelligent, fun, beautiful woman who could have done anything she wanted. But she chose to be Mom to my five siblings and me, not just in her free time, but 24/7. The gift of growing up with her is one that I will treasure forever. Happy Mother’s Day, Mom! […]

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Evening Drive: Wyoming Edition

I like to take the long way home, The lazy road that wanders there Among the sagebrush outside town. I like to roll my windows down, The cool air swooshing through my hair, Bewitching me again to roam. The sky shines blue after the rain And stretches, touching earth on all Horizons. Puffs of white […]

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No Goodbyes

To You, I never have to say goodbye, Feeling a piece of heart tear away with You As I watch You leave. I don’t have to turn my back on You and drive away, Forsaking my home. You will never leave me.   You have rescued me From that vast place in the little word […]

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The Gift of Life

God gives life in moments, Tiny, glass globes Placed into our hands. Don’t let them fall And shatter on the ground. Don’t throw the ugly ones away. Don’t grip the nice ones Till they break. Catch them. Kiss them. And let them go.

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Resurrection

Darkness falls, The cloak of evil claiming all the world. The One to save us from our sins, Our highest hope’s become our deepest loss. We put our one Light out upon a cross, And all is darkness now. ___ Cold and dark The death-cave where we lay our only Light, Nothing but a shadow […]

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A Pantoum

I thought that I was finished—I was wrong. A Headache night, a little sleep, a hurried day. Classes never ended, a week that lasted long— Waiting eagerly to eat and drink and play. A headache night, a little sleep, a hurried day Became my accepted practice all the time. Waiting eagerly to eat and drink […]

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