the girl child came early to church to help prepare the sanctuary place the candles put the ribbons into the book in the right places place flowers in vases for the altar she vacuumed and swept even used Windex and newspaper on the stained glass…

I walk this winding wooden trail With beauty everywhere Toward a peaceful destination Filled with dreams beyond compare Each and every way I look God’s wonder clearly shines Blessing every step I talk For He has made this life mine I see the water, so…

Ice had formed when they found her. No thickened, opaque crust, But a delicate rime along the river’s edge. Moving gently in the bitter water, Tendrils of long dark hair marked the paleness from her skin And stone shadows filled her cheeks with shade. “Come…

Write a poem of praise. It can be praising a person, a place, or a thing (right now I feel like praising coffee). But this poem should be filled with admiration and gratitude.

Old time radio new and exciting for families In comes television family time Drive-ins and dating Technology changing our world VCR’s, CD’s radios, microwaves and swatches The latest and the greatest devices makes life easier but deboches Family time and reality shut up Radiation and…

  It was the top-most window on the left building close to the inside corner, but it’s shut now. The day was just as grey as pictured, In fact, it was sprinkling lightly. You could hear people arguing over taxis, and running to those who…

WOODEN WALKWAY In a Mountain holler I decided to walk I didn’t want distractions I didn’t want to talk.   I came upon a wooden walkway strange among the trees. I decided to diverge, which is not like me at all   I’m a stubborn sort of…

Looking downward, looking outward, yet still looking in Through lenses of perception we see this juxtaposition: The walls we build to guard ourselves from outside trap us in But to see the bigger picture leaves us naked and exposed So… Do we sacrifice greater understanding…

I see you down there looking snug Rested, untested, and feeling all smug Sure you’re fancy With your stupid umbrella Drinking your mai tai Or is it Gin and Tonic Either way, I can’t stomach you Or the way you chew your food I only…

I wish my life was as perfect as that egg shell white umbrella complements the perfectly placed plants, Oh how I wish I could perfectly place people in my life to play perfect father roles or perfect best-friend roles but if that was to happen…