April 19, 2019 No More Veil The Holy of Holies Where God dwelt Behind a veil The High Priest knelt The veil of blue Purple and scarlet Barred the way Because of debt When on the cross My Jesus died Darkness fell And women cried The veil was torn Ripped in... Share this:TweetMoreShare on TumblrPrintEmailLike this:Like Loading... Categories Poetry Comments: 0
April 15, 2019 I Predict I’ve submitted my memoir manuscript to three publishers so far with four more planned I predict that each one will absolutely love it and offer me a contract or they will hate it and send me a form rejection email or something in between they’ll... Share this:TweetMoreShare on TumblrPrintEmailLike this:Like Loading... Categories Poetry Comments: 7
April 11, 2019 Where I’m From I come from eucalyptus-lined dusty dirt roads with dust devils swirling by the sun shining bright and an above-ground pool in the backyard, adjacent to the garden where carrots grow, next to dill and pickling cucumbers, purple green beans and tomatoes red and fat, and... Share this:TweetMoreShare on TumblrPrintEmailLike this:Like Loading... Categories Poetry Comments: 0
March 28, 2019 To Pray Boldly This poem was first published on Anchored Voices blog in February, but I thought I’d share it here as well. To Pray Boldly Boldly I plead with You Lord …..Have mercy on my dear wandering one …..Whose heart has gone a tad astray …..Mired in... Share this:TweetMoreShare on TumblrPrintEmailLike this:Like Loading... Categories Poetry Comments: 2
January 7, 2019 My One Word 2019 To treasure something means “to regard or treat as precious; cherish.” Dictionary.com. Jesus said, “For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.” Matthew 6:21 (NIV). I have decided that for 2019 my “One Word” to guide my thoughts, words, and actions is Treasured. A lot of people are choosing words... Share this:TweetMoreShare on TumblrPrintEmailLike this:Like Loading... Categories Christian Living Comments: 4
December 31, 2018 It Is Time for Walking Today I’m sharing a poem by a dear friend and poet. She is more introspective and cautious than I am, less boisterous and loud. But dear nonetheless. I hope you enjoy her words. It Is Time for Walking by Kathleen P. Bufford Silent, we descend... Share this:TweetMoreShare on TumblrPrintEmailLike this:Like Loading... Categories Poetry Comment: 1
October 27, 2018 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 with eagles soaring above leaving... Share this:TweetMoreShare on TumblrPrintEmailLike this:Like Loading... Categories Poetry Comments: 2
April 23, 2018 Gathering Treasure Once upon a time I gathered grievances like treasure stored in my heart pain without measure I held tight to my rights I learned in time to gather forgiveness instead like leftover pieces of miracle bread when the 5,000 were fed True treasure beyond measure... Share this:TweetMoreShare on TumblrPrintEmailLike this:Like Loading... Categories Poetry Comments: 18
March 30, 2018 Good Friday Mystery The thick veil ripped in two Darkness covered all the land As the Spirit of God departed the body of Jesus the man How it transpired a mystery Our fragile minds cannot grasp Sins on the cross all forgiven When Jesus breathed his last Satan... Share this:TweetMoreShare on TumblrPrintEmailLike this:Like Loading... Categories Poetry Comments: 3
February 21, 2018 My Prayer Precious Heavenly Father Lord God Almighty Maker of heaven and earth of all that is, seen and unseen You are my Rock and my Redeemer my ever-present help in times of trouble my comfort in times of grief and pain my strength in times of... Share this:TweetMoreShare on TumblrPrintEmailLike this:Like Loading... Categories Poetry Comments: 3