I found the opening stanza of this one in an old poetry notebook. (I have a lot of those.) And decided to finish it out. It may be a bit early in the day for the cozy sleepy mood, but I hope you enjoy it. A crackling hearth, warm and bright Gentle voices in the… Read More Quiet Fire
Something for your Christmas, especially for those who feel caught in the darkness. In shattered hope and broken dreams The truth comes silent and in-between In-between betrayals In-between all loss In-between the pages Where comes yet the cross. Let broken spirits gather near In ghostly presence in-between In-between the hoping In-between the pain. In-between the… Read More Between
Something uplifting to start your week. A step taken in darkness Towards a steady, burning flame. Feet quest ever forward Testing the ground again. Each step somehow finds purchase And carries the traveler on Though some steps hang in the balance And the road narrows, but never gone. The light, though small, never waves And… Read More Path in the Darkness
I keep a stash of poetry fragments where the poems have escaped me (slippery things.) and stumbled in the beginning of this one. It decided it needed to be finished so here it is, and I hope you enjoy it. A tiny print upon the sand Slowly fills with water. Wave wash away the lonely… Read More Waves Upon the Sand
As often happens, a friend said something that stuck in my mind and turned into this. I hope it lifts your spirits. We are meeting on the other side of midnight Though the dawn’s still far away We are looking for the future bright, For naught can stop the day. We are turning to our… Read More Past Midnight