An Angel in Autumn

The warm breeze Weaved through the trees Lowering her head, she succumbed To the arrival of Autumn In all its celebration of harvest with feast She tried but cannot shake the relentless beast, The one who knows Her fears and woes And preys upon her being alone Coveting families in their joyful throes Tendrils reaching … Continue reading An Angel in Autumn

When You Can’t See Clearly

When what you see Is speckled over Dotted with Interruption Irritation Litigation Glossed with Shame Guilt A lack of motivation Close your eyes Sense His light Growing Ever brighter in the dark Where the bark bites And fear fights His light Warms from the inside Heals the wounded What-about-me pride Shines for all Each one … Continue reading When You Can’t See Clearly

A Vessel for Jesus

Preparing for a retreat Is like marinating meat In your favorite flavor The aroma of Christ Fills the room Where you pray To be used In His will and way Daily responsibilities checked off But kept at bay The focus of your heart From the start Is opening your souls arms To faith lifting hymns … Continue reading A Vessel for Jesus

Our Morning Star

Onto the porch my socked feet creep Oh the glory of the coming dawn! Moon Ahhh, she's garish Through the trees I spy her crescent slices The stars ... muted, humble Knowing their rest is near Faithful designs Memories stir I wonder why I never learned more than the dippers His sky was not my … Continue reading Our Morning Star

Jesus Calling To Those Abused By Any Priest

I wonder how many Stare at a cross And feel loss When as a child Lied to in the name of God Told 'be naked' in Altar boy robes Groomed with gifts In exchange for sex Deformed and demonic Between man and child Defecated holy When priests helped each other cover up They said "Go … Continue reading Jesus Calling To Those Abused By Any Priest

Good Morning, Jesus

A warm cup Cradled in my palms Comfort As to my soul in the psalms Creaky hips Stiff toes Sit In what I call My prayer chair I seek Him there Look up Aim my eyes In the far ceiling corner A place I assume where spiders gather Can't reach even if I stand on … Continue reading Good Morning, Jesus

Starbucks Revelation

Here in the midst Of Starbucks pop music I hear the words Beautifully broken Not your typical token Dance tune Tapping the keyboard Words of praise Thoughts of power His Over all Lives in us Nothing is impossible Belief In every vein In my blood pumping Each lung fills With Air in here A zip … Continue reading Starbucks Revelation