Porch Swing in September

by | Sep 1, 2020 | Uncategorized

(I’m not quite ready for the porch swinging to end! But I know those days are coming.) Porch Swing in September by Ted Kooser The porch swing hangs fixed in a morning sun that bleaches its gray slats, its flowered cushion whose flowers have faded, like those of...

Porch Swing in September

by | Sep 18, 2019 | Autumn, Poetry, Seasons, Summer, Uncategorized

Porch Swing in September by Ted Kooser The porch swing hangs fixed in a morning sun that bleaches its gray slats, its flowered cushion whose flowers have faded, like those of summer, and a small brown spider has hung out her web on a line between porch post and chain...

Three Poetry Contests

by | Sep 13, 2019 | Poetry, Writers, Writing, writing journey

Friends, I wanted to bring to your attention three poetry contests: Dignity not Detention – A prize of $500 and publication in Poetry International will be given for a single poem written for refugees currently being detained pending their hearings. (A similar...

Holy Week (Poems)

by | Apr 13, 2019 | Jesus, Lent, Poetry

This Bread I Break By Dylan Thomas This bread I break was once the oat, This wine upon a foreign tree ‘Plunged in its fruit; Man in the day or wind at night Laid the crops low, broke the grape’s joy. Once in this wine the summer blood Knocked in the flesh that decked...

A Poem by Luci Shaw

by | Dec 6, 2018 | Advent, Christ, Poetry

    “…for who can endure the day of his coming?”  ~ Malachi 3:2   When an angel snapped the old thin threads of speech with an untimely birth announcement, slit the seemly cloth of an even more blessed event with shears of miracle, invaded the privacy...

Autumn Leaf (Poem)

by | Oct 17, 2018 | Poetry, Prayer

Beautifully curling upward, Cupping droplets that land on its skin I take my finger, wipe the drop Leaving a skirmish behind The autumn leaf is like a heart Turned toward heaven Changing colors, singing in its death— I wonder, Leaf, how many songs have you sung? * I...

Mother’s Day (a poem)

by | May 11, 2018 | Art, Mothering, Mothers, Painting, Poetry

  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...