Beautiful she Sits with dignity— Tail wrapped about her feet, Black as midnight, A bit of moonlight Glowing on her chest, Green eyes slowly blinking. Bright sun warms her coat Through the windowpane, But beautiful she Sits regally unaware Of her watcher.
Category: Poetry
REEVALUATION
The old year passes and the new one Hits me like another wave in a turbulent sea. I forget that I belong to Him sometimes, but This annual reevaluation comes around Reminding me, reproving me, recalling me— A strong silent undercurrent of renewal— Till I stop my busy haste to achieve and Relearn how to […]
Eighteen Today
November 27, 2006… It’s a long way from November 27, 1988. Click on the picture to see the poem.
Guest of Honor
December comes coldly, softly on the heels of November Creeping in the door like a featured guest arrived too soon, Trying not to be noticed while the hosts prepare for The party everyone looks forward to each year. Suddenly, awareness pounces on the whole house and December is the center of attention— Basking in the […]
Dark to Daybreak
In the dark midnight of wounded sorrow Rage runs rampant through bitter streets, Rushing between high, impassive buildings, Ramming itself along like a flood, Seeking weaknesses and gaps to Push through, fill up, tear apart, Until reaching the receptive reservoir of forgiveness. Love opens up, drowning the fury in its depths. As anger pours in, […]
Anna
I knew you then, so long ago When it was just us—two outside loners We became our own private “in” group You came to my house, but More often, we were at yours Talking about the latest Trek novel (I got to proofread the most recently Composed chapter in yours) While John Williams’ movie soundtracks […]
Composing
To create thoughts, ideas, Feelings, things shared without boundary. There is music in the simplicity of silence— Hands still, heart full, eyes closed. There are words on the blank page Waiting, like unpopped popcorn, To burst across the consciousness and land In some format that makes sense. There is beauty unrecognized, but present, In every […]
Immerse Me
Immerse me, O Lord, In you… In you… In you… I wither like an uprooted plant Aching for a few drops of moisture and The womb of soil around my roots. I awake in the night mourning, bewildered As I wander half aware in impassive darkness. It enfolds me, amplifying the feel of your absence […]