Tag: Poem

Territorial

He zips in, takes a sip His long tongue rippling The sweet drink Backs up, forward again Then zip, he’s gone Should a rival dare to sip His nectar sweet and fine He’ll chase the interloper off He declares: All five feeders are mine! ___________________...

The Art of Revision

“Pick a different word,” she wrote “This word appears 44 times in this manuscript. Use your thesaurus.” So I change pain to anguish or misery Substitute torment for suffering Replace anger with outrage Switch adore for love Editing is about changing yet saying the same...

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...

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 verses to compose his quintet...

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 Traveling for days from afar...

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...