Tag: Love

Beggars Would Ride

If wishes were horses beggars would ride Prince Charming would come on the evening tide Yet better than 1,000 wishes are prayers Lifted in faith to a God who cares One simple prayer brought Prince Charming to me Thirty years later I look back and...

Meanwhile

This is a little vignette I wrote in response to a prompt during my memoir class with Sarah Thebarge. (I learned so much from her.) The prompt was to think about the resolution of our story arc and write about what other things were happening...

My Story in 44 Words

Another poem written during my coaching class with Sarah Thebarge. —– My Story – A Quadrille They stole my innocence, my peace Left me powerless, without any choice Pain buried in alcohol, drugs, academic success Unhealed pain, despair, darkness never leave, never will God calls...

The Loveliest Jar

A lovely jar thrown in clay by the Maker See it cracked chipped, smashed upon the ground Shattered to dust and shards Despair lingers until the Maker comes sweeps up each shard Each grain of clay dust He restores the jar to greater beauty ——-...

Resurfacing in Blue

I should have seen it coming this sense of feeling blue Delving into trials of the past to write a memoir that’s true I’m doubtful that this venture is worth the time and pain Will I survive this process where no secrets will remain Or...

A Dog’s Summer Vacation

I love vacation because I get to spend more time with my mom and dad. Even if a lot of that time is riding in the back seat of the car. Eventually we get out and I get to hang out while they eat their picnic lunch and share pieces of pastrami...

Where Division Begins and Ends

I watched the children at their play Left to their own devices Selfishness and pride ruled the day They seemed to forget what nice is I saw the ones who had no toys Longingly eye the others The rich, the privileged girls and boys Ignored by...

For the Love of Summer

Love keeps no record of wrongs To me summer means love with its hot sunny days and plants blooming everywhere Do you suppose summer keeps a record of winter’s wrongs its harsh cold blizzard blasts freezing rains and icy winds Does summer hold a grudge...

If I Had a Gun

The latest mass shooting (I won’t mention which one, because there will likely be another, and this post will apply then) has brought out the gun control and how do we legislate a way to prevent the next one folks. We just need more laws and this violence wouldn’t happen, they say....