A Spring Walk

A couple of weeks ago, I took a walk in a park. A little path wound through the park. This field was a gorgeous sight dotted in yellow. A few surprises just on the edge of the park trail included a sighting of mayapple. The big surprise was to see the quantity of...

Mothers Day Poem

  I wrote this poem a few years ago. The poem is in a form called the Shadorma, with the following syllabic structure in each stanza: 3-5-3-3-7-5. ***  

A Little Bit of Hope

I spotted this little surprise by the front door a few days ago. In the darkness, a little bit of hope waits quietly. When uncertainties, questions, and unknowns linger in our minds, this little picture of spring is a mess that will arrive at the right time, a promise...

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—...

The Making (a poem)

The Making a poem by Prasanta Verma   Scattered, broken particles must be remade after life on earth snaps….   Read the rest of the poem here, at Evangelicals for Social Action   (image from...