Poetry

With a New Year beginning - And the unknown in our future; I pray that our worldly wounds - Can heal with a gentle suture. Only God can sew that stitch - If we unbend our needles and ask; Many are...

The sound of the refrigerator running, Echoes through the house where I sit; There is a pillow under my elbow, Riding up into my armpit. Popping noises fill my ears, From an air purifier near the...

I step off the aggregate patio, Into a pile of air-blown leaves; The trail of colorful browns and red, Outline our home in hills and weaves. Like the limbs swaying in the wind - Allowing their...

I sat on a plane not long ago, With two young men seated behind; One refused to slide up his mask, The other sat slightly reclined. The stewardess had to inform the pilot - And he walked back to...

Our drive from Indiana to Washington, Was the longest trip I ever took, From the hills and knobs we started, Passing every mountainside brook. Corn fields along the way were brown, Irrigation...

Spring is my favorite time of the year, When newness of life springs forth; In our climate the blooms appear later, Because our weather is cooler in the north. I love the smells of fresh cut grass,...

Many are celebrating Father’s Day, With dinners, siblings, and fun; But many have hearts hurting, And would rather cry or run. Great food and pitch-ins smell yummy, Kids laugh and play with vigor;...

I did not have a single clue, What to get you for Father’s Day; I sat for hours just thinking about, Your heart in every way. When I was little I remember, Piggy-back rides through the zoo,...

Moving closer to the airboat, My eyes scan the water so calm; My nervousness has mounted, To the point of blowing like a bomb! We scale over the edge of the side, To only plop down on a hard seat;...