Poetry by me

New Poem: Your Innocence is Your Protection

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  Your Innocence is Your Protection You’ve done nothing wrong. You have obeyed a higher tribunal. The charges are ridiculous, trumped up, and manipulated. Human nature, craving personal dominance instead of shared dominion is jealous and afraid of spiritual power and systematically discerned integrity, applied. You were cruelly cast out, into the lion’s den, so … Read more

New Poem: Back to the New Normal

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Back to the New Normal Open nesting is challenging. The revolving door brings in gusts of cold air and crunchy-crisp leaf-litter as well as delight. So very good to see them, but your world clutters and clangs to a stop like musical chairs in suspension waiting frozen, like in statue tag as the house becomes … Read more

Poem: Another Blizzard

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Another Blizzard Grocery store so crowded all carts are in use inside a buzz of people line up to buy firewood and hot chocolate; there is no bread on the shelves. Snow drifting in a blanketed hush heaps of glistening powder blindingly bright insulates lives; pristine and snug, quiet and still. Then with an overlay … Read more

New Poem: The Nightmare or the Dream

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The Nightmare or the Dream Last night I had a nightmare: income inequality had gotten so bad in this country that there was rampant anarchy. The governmental system was so mistrusted and corrupt that the infrastructure of our cities couldn’t be maintained and they crumbled dealing with surging floods, soaring temperatures wildly stronger storms, and … Read more

New Poem: Toward a “Both/And” World

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  Toward a “Both/And” World Sometimes we get so fused up over something being either/or when it can easily be both/and. Our son couldn’t decide between Political Science or Engineering so he’s double majoring. Whatever he does in his future he’ll benefit from what he learns in each. Churches struggle with a clash of concepts … Read more

New Poem: Floating Down the River

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  Floating Down the River Submerged in rivulets of undulating millefiori bean shapes refracting vigorously verdant overgrowth while little-bo-peep clouds, puffed, also float in strong blue hue above, and underneath, macrame light nets coppery rocks, anchoring them. But on the surface dapples shift and converse, one color streak jostles with the next, chatting, swapping places … Read more

New Poem: The Problem with Bullies

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  The Problem with Bullies With bullies you lose whatever you do. Most bullies don’t realize they are bullying or jealous or inappropriate and they don’t always only pick on those that are awkward and unsure. Some bullies think they are leading when they intimidate, condescend and overrule. Those petty dictators that so desperately have … Read more