My Poetry and Prose Blogology
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…”
Mercy is Grace
“my scorching faults burn beyond enumeration
these torrents of rules taunt my rebellious bones
yet who among us has no challenges and trials…”
Hunger Hurts Hearts
“if your heart is hurting—avoid the machines—
social media, pundits, politicos, reality TV
prophets who mold nations on indignations…”
A Path of Meekness
“humble—reverent spirits who suffer
for possessing soft and generous hearts
walk simple paths of mercy and grace…”
The Poor in Spirit
“God patiently teaches me
the forgotten blessings of attitudes
in authentic—broken souls like us…”
I’m a Stranger in a Strange Land
“the days are getting shorter now
as dark storms spin a cunning entrance
gathering fears below my autumn realm…”
A Fish Out of Water
"shivering apparitions of early morning mists
softly settle on their deep—quiescent waters..."
What’s in a Name?
"dark waters haunt me—
with my Scottish name—Douglas
meaning dark river..."
