My Poetry and Prose Blogology
Our Hometown
“You're not my hometown, but—
there was a before—where we all lived together—”
The Spirits of Stars
“I secretly spy behind the edge of an echo
observing little children jump and laugh
climbing upon sparks of excitement
discovering endless colors in new friends…”
Her Life as a Pitcher
“A silver water pitcher
gifted for our wedding
forty-five years of age
reflected young smiles…”
Our Forest Home
“raindrops feel different in spring / drizzling anxious bark / melting our xylem frosts / pumping hushed hope…”
A Common Thread
“the vastness of the sea
brings me serenity
as I ponder our residue
in her galactic churns of life…”
The Art of Ultimate Irony
“…Art begs a question of ultimate irony—
What master should we invest in?
The real prophet — or a real profit…”
Salt and Light
“a solitary summit of solitude
standing tall—yonder clouds
freed from clamoring crowds…”
My Avalanche of Darkness
“it begins with a quiet sensation / the odd feel of a distal tremor / then it quickly descends into a panic of total emotional abandonment and physical desperation”
Shores of Mercy
“Of all the dreams I could’ve dreamt—
I hesitated—tumbling numb into another
cavern—mined in my own bastions of fear…”
Beyond the Reality Stars
“I stand at the precipice of forever
where I can freely choose my destiny—”
Funeral for a Friend
“as we wander along the glistening beaches of life
our weary footsteps imprint into sands of time…”
The Last Stand
“there comes a time in our life expeditions
when we must stand up for sheer goodness…”
Children of Peace
“sculpting peace requires only a few small words
words mirrored in the divine gifts of happiness
but unleashed—fierce tongues spew evil spells…”
Endless Stars of Hope
“blessings yearn for steady streams of pure hearts
patiently refined in the flames of God’s Spirit
hearts that grew up—suffering in the furnace of life…”