“Saudade”

    So there are these voices in your head, there are these unfulfilled longings, and other secret pains and not-so-secret pains each day. And you feel it, you see it: such a beautiful world, such a beautiful but fallen, broken world that you live in, and...

Little Free Library

  I pass by this little free library when I take walks. Someone did a really nice job making this one. Occasionally, I open the cabinet doors to peek inside. It is usually full of books of all kinds. I haven’t taken anything to read, but I like to see what...

Some Verses from Psalms

Here are some verses that I’ve read and prayed in times of uncertainty, pain, and difficulty… the plight of the human condition has been the same… our sinful natures, our hearts and minds needing God… and the Psalms have some words that...

In April (poem)

In April surprised by any old thing that should uproot itself and subvert the winter awakening to newness from sleep surprised each morning I, too, awake  words– thrown away by winds souls– slaughtered  by hatchets see—    but don’t see my heart left me—...

Southern Spring

The trees are already dressed in early spring shades of green. The skies are a clear, bright blue, the sun is shining golden. The weather is perfect; warm but not too warm, with the brush of gentle breezes. Spring is awake and alive in mid-April in the deep...

Easter Sunday (poems and songs)

Easter Sunday is a day of celebration and joy. We celebrate the gift of life, Jesus’ resurrection, and the defeat of death!       A Better Resurrection by Christina Rosetti I have no wit, no words, no tears; My heart within me like a stone Is...

Holy Week (Good Friday Poems)

Brier (Good Friday) By E. Pauline Johnson (Tekahionwake) Because, dear Christ, your tender, wounded arm Bends back the brier that edges life’s long way, That no hurt comes to heart, to soul no harm, I do not feel the thorns so much to-day. Because I never knew your...

“What Will a Life Magnify?”

Every Easter, I like to repost this blog post that I first wrote in 2011. Hope you enjoy it. Did Jesus practice eucharisteo as he walked to calvary? As people spat and spurned, did he continue to give thanks to God the father? When he was so greatly burdened, bowed...

Scar on the Cheek: Judas’ Betrayal (poem)

Scar on the Cheek The kiss on the cheek planted swift, turns to thorny scratch, burns long and thin, drips red on black dirt. Fragile petals live a breath away, a thin vein from death. Roses keep distant, far from drawn swords ready to impale petal-skin. Repent and...