Vessels.Filled to the brim.Cleansing for the unclean.Hope for the hopeless.All who come will be welcomedwith a just a splash.Wash away the hurt.Wash away the sin.Wash away the shame.Leave the vessels where they stand.Empty.Discarded.Used.Dry.Laughter fades.Singing turns to silence.Whispers reveal the emptinessof joy,of hope,of celebration.What good is itwhen it's all been used up?What is leftafter it's all... Continue Reading →
A prayer for the girls of Nigeria and the girls of Rivesville, WV Oh, Lord! What it is it about Little Girls with books That frighten men with guns so? All I can do Is turn my eyes to the heavens And cry out. Let Your Will be done On Earth as it is done... Continue Reading →
A poem based on Proverbs 31 A good woman is worth more than diamonds and pearls-- How will we know her when we see her? She is strong. She is honorable. She looks to the future with a glimmer in her eye-- She knows there is hope. She is wise. She is kind. She watches... Continue Reading →
What is that? I squint into the darkness, trying to figure out what that thing bobbing in the river is. I love the river at night. Sometimes, when my soul is restless, the dog and I will walk down to the dock behind the municipal building and sit on the bench, watching the river gently... Continue Reading →
At this point, does it matter who threw the first punch? Hey, girl! Whatchu doin’? Me? Nothin’. Just walkin’. A carefree night. Not a worry in the world. March Madness is brewing in the heavy Florida air. All of a sudden I’ve got a craving for something sweet. Pull on my hoodie, stuff my cellphone... Continue Reading →
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