Category Archives: Poetry

The barrenness of winter Gives way to the bursting blooms of spring. Twisted, gnarled branches Stretch out their arms For the new season of verdant shade, Protecting birds, squirrels, and me. Bulbs and roots awake from their sleep, Revealing stems, … Continue reading →

  Blowing bubbles: chasing troubles False humility: self idolatry   Floating on the wind, circle back again Time has taken hope forsaken   Blowing bubbles: healing troubles True humility: solidarity   Facing in the wind, strong until the end Christ … Continue reading →

  Draw a drink of water Deeply from the well Wayward woman sitting At the gates of Hell.   Living Water quenches What pleasure never can Filling up her emptiness In the arms of men.   Judge not others harshly … Continue reading →

  Shattered, broken life pieces Scattered on the floor Usefulness is ended Beautiful no more.   Shards of glass, sharp edges Gathered up cut deep Vibrant colors dirt-dulled My soul no more to keep.   Shattered, broken life pieces Scattered … Continue reading →

  Precious sacrifice On the altar of my vice. Kicking, churning deep within; Only God can see my sin.   Mother-heart multiplied Beneath my breast and deep inside. Now the heart is punctured through; I saw nothing else to do. … Continue reading →

Motherhood: “…to decide forever to have your heart go walking around outside your body.” -Elizabeth Stone Scrubbing Washing Folding Chopping Mixing Cooking Wiping Rubbing Holding Chasing Tending Training Giving Hugging Kissing Praying Caring Living Leading Guiding LOVING LOVING LOVING LOVING … Continue reading →

Redefining, most confining. Turn around, life’s upside down. Love is lost, left alone. Expectation to move on. Easy said, harder done. You were here, forever gone. Emptiness envelopes me. Loneliness, my legacy. Redefining, most refining. Christ in me, my joy … Continue reading →

Lonely is the wind As it blows across the sea Whistling a sorrowful song That sings eternally.   I hear the lonesome sound And shed a single tear The days of old forever gone But still I hold them near. … Continue reading →

Waterless clouds meaningless words empty promises wistfully heard. Chase the wind around the earth. Only dying brings rebirth.