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Hope for the Broken-Hearted
They are the ones. You know them. The ones who stand by you, stand with you. They tell you when not to give up, and when it's time give it all up. They are the ones who love you, no matter what, and through all kinds of matters. Their gift is that unconditional belief...
Internet Tea
Internet Tea I can’t tweet on the phone anymore, I’ve got a date with my mouse; must let my fingers do the typing (not walking, that was the Middle Ages), while I sip tea and eat blackberry and apple pie I can’t face this book, I’ve got to digg in deep, since...
Red Barnhouse
Red Barnhouse Worn, weathered, smothered, soft As if hands had been smoothing Down its surface for ages We ran our fingers on the planks No splinters, no splinters The porch invited us to sit And live and rock a while We obliged the empty chairs You and me, we...
Streams of Amber
Wheat Field with Rising Sun, Vincent Van Gogh, 1889 *** Streams of Amber When love's fingertips brush against straw streams of purple, amber and golden tears flow trickling down to hungry souls and dripping into an earth permeable to tears of human feet and ambered...
Why Being a Peacemaker Means Making Some Noise
17 But the wisdom that is from above is first pure, then peaceable, gentle, willing to yield, full of mercy and good fruits, without partiality and without hypocrisy.18 Now the fruit of righteousness is sown in peace by those who make peace. ~James 3:17-18, NKJV What...
Truth
Truth A firm place For stubbing toe and A soft place To lay head... Bewitched paradoxed ground with Reeds not bowed by wind. *** The poem above is written in a form called the "Shadorma", with the following syllabic structure: 3-5-3-3-7-5. I wrote this poem...
Driving through the Hills of Pennsylvania
Driving through the Hills of Pennsylvania Somewhere between Toledo and Leesburg I left them behind Driving through the hills of Pennsylvania Tumbling into valleys Pummeling east I see them approaching Catch them after crossing the Potomac The straps of the...
God’s Not Dead: a Movie Review (sort-of)
<Warning: spoiler alert! If you have not yet seen the movie, the post below is full of spoilers. > I watched the movie "God's Not Dead" recently with a group of teens and some parents. Our local movie theater offers a $5 ticket for all movies on Tuesdays, with...
Gently Cupped Hand
Gently Cupped Hand When flowers fall down from heaven floating toward tumultuous land I know not where fragility ends as I’m caught in gently cupped hand. Vapors exhume in darkness but vapor of breath am I Weapons circle sharp around me-- foreign...
lost and found
lost and found I hide rumors in my tightly clenched fists, before I bury them, whole. You won’t find me asleep, nursing my wounds, fading like dusk. I lose roses, I lose nightmares, and find my soul.
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