What Really Matters?

As I maneuver between the goalposts of my day, I brush up against all sorts of realities. Some deceivingly mundane, some clearly molehills, others require deep prayer to survive their clutching, smothering embrace. As a sat in the library on a Saturday morning where I had offered a writers’ support […]

Menagerie of Hidden Influences

My synaptic mailbox is full. Sitting in a relatively quiet room—the birds are chirping outside, the downstairs refrigerator is rattling, and the drier is whirling about—I alternate my gaze from myriad unfinished projects to pictures and paintings covering the walls to the well-tended jungle growing just beyond my porch. In […]

If Trees Could Talk

If trees could talk, What would they say? If they could walk, Would they also play? Leaves tremble in silent breeze. Their colors change, as seasons please. Fruit for the plucking. Bees—nectar sucking. Giants with myriad homes, Rest for the weary soul. Hewn down. Unable to escape—fire, flood, disease… Yet […]

Journey On

It amazes me that we humans ever understand each other given our robust ability to mess with syntax, translations, and meaning. Some years back, the kids and I visited my dad in Kansas. My youngest, only about five at the time, was very impressed by something my dad shared with […]

Yet Another Day

Exorbitant fear dooms all, In gloom see nothing but a fall. Dear spirits above holding tight, Overcome tragedy strong-willed might. Fragile flowers do harsh winds face. Honeybees against storms do race. My roots dig deep to foundation core, Faith holds me, feeds me from an ancient store. When the light […]

Wait a Bit

Snow fell on the green grass, Yesterday Apple blossoms shivered in frosty coats, Last Night Misty wisps covered the fields, This Morning Chill winds fluttered over fresh leaves, At Noon Sunshine and showers blessed the garden, Evening Bliss Forecasters hint at weather, Tomorrow If you don’t like it, Now Just […]

Kingdoms of Our World

Of late, I’ve waged a war on carpenter bees, which seem heck-bent on burrowing holes throughout my porch to the point where I have to sweep sawdust off each morning. My attempts at repairing and staining only appear to alter their trajectory, not their aim. Little do they care how […]

Soul’s Amen

A spider web in the branching trees, Sends winking glints in a gentle breeze. What an intrepid climber you be, Forever free! My little friend may claim great might. Above the landscape, amazing height. Birds flutter in anxious haste, You watch in expectation, not a breath of waste. My admiration […]