Lanterns {a poem for Memorial Day}

  Lanterns   They sleep peacefully here, hiding silvery secrets under thick, worn skin A whisper emerges from shadows, among rows of granite Quivering souls— now stilled The spirit of outstretched hands shakes in all seasons I feel the grip of hope, salute the...

Psalm 107

  Let the Redeemed of the Lord Say So 107 Oh give thanks to the Lord, for he is good,     for his steadfast love endures forever! 2 Let the redeemed of the Lord say so,     whom he has redeemed from trouble[a] 3 and gathered in from the lands,     from the east...

Mother’s Day (a poem)

  I wrote the poem below several years ago; I share it here once again for Mother’s Day.   The Longing Arms Emptiness filled now and spilling when arms hold and hush the long anticipated one- sweet love requited. Did I know how empty they were- my...

Every Day (poem by Naomi Shihab Nye)

    EVERY DAY    My hundred-year-old next-door neighbor told me: Every day is a good day *if you have it.* I had to think about that a minute. She said, Every day is a present someone left at your birthday place at the table. Trust me! It may not feel like...