radiates from Thee
on Your throne
Angels sing
Holy our exalted God
Merciful art Thee

bleeds from Thy crown
on the cross
Mary weeps
Holy my exalted Son
Forgiving art Thee

emanates from Thee
in my heart
I adore
Holy Spirit dwells in me
Comforting art Thee

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Writer’s Block

Doubt masquerades
as writer’s block

If you’re truly a writer
you have to admit
there’s no such thing
as writer’s block

Words constantly swirl
around in your mind
clamoring to get out
to be written on a pristine
piece of white paper or
typed on a computer screen

Along come doubt and fear
What if these are the wrong words?
What if these words aren’t perfect?
What if someone hates these words
. . . once I write them?

Oh, dear writer,
your answer to doubt must be bold
What if these are the right words
. . . but I never write them down?
So what if they’re not perfect?
What if these are the words someone
. . . desperately needs to read?
What if these are the very words
. . . God intended me to write?

So tell your doubt to shut up
to quit pretending to be writer’s block

God did not give us a spirit of timidity
Fear has no place in the writer’s tool box
Write those words that swirl
Share them with the world

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Goodbye Winter

Goodbye winter
you are dismissed
you won’t be missed
I’m delighted to say
spring is on its way

It’ll be here tomorrow
driving out sorrow
caused by winter blues
your white and gray hues

Vibrant colors will abound
from flowers all around
Sun shining bright
more hours of daylight

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A New Friend

Once upon
a midnight dreary
an empty
pair of pants
sauntered past my open door
startled me for sure

I jumped up
from my easy chair
ran right down
the porch stair
hollered to those empty pants
Want to be my friend?

Then those pants
stopped right in their tracks
turned to me
and replied
Yes, I’d love to be your friend
So he came inside

Ever since
we’ve been best of friends
The lesson
of this tale
Don’t let fear stop you meeting
different kinds of friends

I decided to write another Shadorma today. Linking again at dVerse Poets Pub. This one’s more lighthearted and is inspired by a Dr. Seuss story about empty pants.

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The Battle Rages

Angels fell
from the grip of grace
Heaven’s gate
down to earth
bringing rebellious evil
to God’s creation

Spirit realms
where angels struggle
for our souls
yours and mine
heavenly host fights demons
grip us in His grace

Eyes open
to spiritual
war of words
lies and truth
discerned by the vigilant
child of holy God

I wrote this Shadorma for the dVerse Poets Pub Meeting the Bar.

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Bushtits Flit


Rain showers fall
…..with a chill in the air
Trees blossom pastel pink
….weighed down by heavy drops
……….now sway in sunny breeze

Tiny bushtits flit from branch
….to suet feeder to branch
Then the flock departs
…… one fell swoop
to another tree
……in another yard
…………until tomorrow

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Lost Time


My brain frantically searches
For lost time
A missing hour
Misplaced somewhere between
Saturday and Sunday
I think perhaps someone stole it
The quest exhausts me

I think I’ll go to bed now

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