Rising

I stand in the valley With ashes at my feet My heart once broken now burned Holy flames Tamed My past Put it in its proper place at last Letting die All seen from the child's eye Hopeless, loveless Barren, soul-less For it is He Who placed me in the valley Lie down with Me … Continue reading Rising

a grief story

when your mom's gone that grief that overcomes and powers through your only mom she had a way of seeing you   seeing you in your darkest days swimming through seas of shame she knew secrets you didn't know your mama, that one of long ago   the mama who cradled you now gathers round … Continue reading a grief story

Childhood Loss Turns to Gain

Sometimes as a kid I wanted to disappear Into the bushes, the clearing there Crawling in, dirtying my knees Imagine sailing the seas Or maybe decide I am an author Writing and illustrating books, always pushing myself further Bzzz Bzzz In this place the bees would be Loneliness stings It brings A hollow song An … Continue reading Childhood Loss Turns to Gain

A Heart’s Cry (a poem after seeing the movie Unplanned)

This is hot off the press so to speak. God broke my heart for all the babies and the women who carry guilt and shame from abortion and the doctors who are living with the death of souls in theirs.   I pray for the babies Who lost an arm before their soul was gone … Continue reading A Heart’s Cry (a poem after seeing the movie Unplanned)

Falling in Love with Jesus, A Poetic Journey

As I look into the blank white sky I feel nothing But I believe with every part of my being Every breath I am given Every skin cell Every thought slave be to Jesus He is King of us He is Lord And Savior Sent to be with us Immanuel lowed to earth Literally to … Continue reading Falling in Love with Jesus, A Poetic Journey

This.is.Faith

did you ever watch tree tops bend in the wind? did you ever hear their bare branches creak while swaying in the air? looks spooky against a sky of steel gray as if someone endowed with strength determines the whole life should break snapped at the half a trunk once whole, now stumped ~~~ His … Continue reading This.is.Faith

Healing

Freshly fallen Like a wound wide open Vibrant color As the blood runs When the wind stings Hymns of self-pity His voice whispers, Come, tarry Don't wait, make haste For the color in your face Has drained This pains your ABBA Father Time passes Prayers in masses Gashes scab over Fray at the edges Pain … Continue reading Healing