Here lies a woman; there stands a man. She silent lies. He silent stands. With broken heart he...
This old Bible, Grandma’s Bible, pages filled with thumbprints left by her. Though I cannot see them here,...
Free and endless blue, a dancer with no partner — surly bonds clench me....
This is a poem Because I said so. “It can’t be,” you say, “with no poetic foot!” That doesn’t...
I had forgotten about this poem, but my lovely bride reminded me of it. I was surprised that I...
Photo: Angie S. Some weeks ago, a dear and respected brother in Christ was called “beyond this land of...
Music has moments of rapturous sound And Intervals of rest. It thrills the heart with its majesty And soothes...