February 5, 2015 The Candle Forgiveness is a candle burning bright In it resides both heat and light Just as one cannot divide the flame To forgive and let go are one and the same Forgiving does not mean the offender was right But means we trust God will win... Share this:TweetMoreShare on Tumblr Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like this:Like Loading… Categories Poetry Comment: 1
February 1, 2015 Friends We are in the middle of a sermon series at church called Faith by the Numbers. We are on number 4, True Friendship, based on the story in Mark 2:1-12 in which the 4 friends lower their paralyzed friend down through the roof to Jesus.... Share this:TweetMoreShare on Tumblr Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like this:Like Loading… Categories Poetry Comments: 2
January 30, 2015 Standing Emotions Massive crashing waves Fear, anger, jealousy, doubt I’ll weather this epic storm standing On the Truth At dVerse Poets Pub Meeting the Bar, Tony Maude has created a new form, the expanded Cinquain. This form has five lines of 3, 5, 7, 9,... Share this:TweetMoreShare on Tumblr Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like this:Like Loading… Categories Poetry Comments: 13
January 28, 2015 Change The change in me when in Christ I believe should be as noticeable as when I dye my hair Love Apple Red The prompt at dVerse Poets Pub yesterday was to write a poem about hair, using it as a metaphor or as the... Share this:TweetMoreShare on Tumblr Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like this:Like Loading… Categories Poetry Comments: 11
January 27, 2015 A New Creation I’m not a sinner and nothing more I’m also a saint who Christ restored I live each day a new creation The Holy Rock my firm foundation Though I have sinned, falling short of God’s glory My life of sin is not the end of... Share this:TweetMoreShare on Tumblr Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like this:Like Loading… Categories Poetry Comments: 12
January 25, 2015 The Veil A thick, dark veil obscures Your beauty not the sort a bride wears that offers a glimpse of what lies beneath An impenetrable, purple veil like an enormous Persian rug hanging from poles of acacia wood and gold Your beloved desires to see the beauty... Share this:TweetMoreShare on Tumblr Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like this:Like Loading… Categories Poetry Comment: 1
January 23, 2015 When I Fly The prompt over at dVerse Poets Pub Meeting the Bar: Breaking and Entering calls for writing a poem to a set form, but then breaking it just a little and making it your own. I started with the Rondeau, first finding a list of potential... Share this:TweetMoreShare on Tumblr Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like this:Like Loading… Categories Poetry Comments: 10
January 11, 2015 Stripped Away Yesterday I had coffee (well, actually I had tea) with my dear friend Ginger at Kyra’s Bake Shop in Lake Oswego. (As a side note, Kyra’s is a 100% gluten-free bakery and the treats are delicious. I know that’s hard to believe, but it’s true.)... Share this:TweetMoreShare on Tumblr Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like this:Like Loading… Categories Poetry Comments: 22
December 27, 2014 Poetry from World War II I had lunch today with a dear old friend. She has been an inspiration, mentor, prayer partner, and much more to me for many years. But sometimes I wish I knew her when she was younger—I’m sure she was a real hoot! We met at... Share this:TweetMoreShare on Tumblr Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like this:Like Loading… Categories Poetry Comments: 4
December 20, 2014 Hope in the Darkness of Winter Tomorrow is the shortest day of the year. On Monday, the days will begin to grow longer and we will have more light. So I thought I would share the revised version of a poem I originally posted here. This revised version is included in... Share this:TweetMoreShare on Tumblr Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like this:Like Loading… Categories Poetry Comments: 3