Category Archives: Poetry

My Redeemer Is Alive

I was commissioned to write lyrics for a song based on some passages of the book of Job. Though he liked what I wrote, ultimately, the person who commissioned me decided to use snippets of the KJV version of the … Continue reading

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Once Upon a Time

Once upon a starry night A single star shown ever bright Outshone angels hovering a field Telling shepherds who rightly kneeled Of the birth of the Chosen One Born of Mary, God’s own Son Wise men followed that singular star … Continue reading

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My Mother Dear

I buried my mother in my journal in red ink with large angry letters that accused her of dying on purpose just to spite me I buried my mother in the Firehole River at Yellowstone among the towering green trees … Continue reading

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Grandpa’s Wisdom (or Folly)

Better an hour early than a minute late, . . . . Grandpa oft repeated. Which is fine, until . . . You arrive at the party and . . . . the host is in the shower . . … Continue reading

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Tadpoles and Broken Hearts

I believe there are three sides to every story I believe puppies with puppy kisses and wagging tails I believe the sun, except when it lies I believe 1986 and 1995, but not 1978 I believe suffering reveals grace and … Continue reading

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Embrace the Unsafe Life

Deep water holds the thrill of grand adventure and the potential for grievous suffering One mustn’t place the two upon the scale of life and act according to the balance thereof Instead flee the safety of the harbor and embark … Continue reading

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Food for the Hungry

Salty crisp potato chips tantalize my tongue because Ruffles have ridges but mostly Ruffles have flavor and they fill my belly already stuffed and bloated My stomach is fat My soul is lean Cold creamy Cherry Garcia swirls my taste … Continue reading

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