Human Praise
“Human Praise” is from my new book “Giving: a witness to Jesus”
If every human voice should die, and human song in silence lie…
The Carpenter & Our Choice—two poems on the cross
The Carpenter / bloodied / to be set apart from ordinary use, the Carpenter hallowed / His final wood and nail / with use enough to outlast time.
Write Truth
I would write truth. Engrave it on my heart / with flaming pens, of feathers / from Dove’s wings / set hot ablaze
Holy Week Thoughts
Tonight is Maundy Thursday. On Tuesday, while housecleaning, a friend found an original manuscript of Meet Me at the Cross. Because God touched her through it, she inspired me to revisit the book. I was surprised to see Jesus in new ways on pages I’d written long ago. I felt His Spirit wanting me to revise and share these short excerpts with my friends during Passion Week.
America
This poem is a heartfelt plea for America. It’s not crafted for poetry kudos; it rambles through generalities of hope and pain. Sadly, it reflects today’s media negativity more than the down to earth goodness, strength and stability of our nation. That is another poem. May these words speak to believing friends with differing viewpoints. If you like the message, please share it on your FB page or pass it on.
Poems from Places
Geraniums against all outside snow,
Coral lights within my room,
Reaching toward the windows white
In winter bright,
Ignore the tiredness of cold,
Opening spring out of season.
Poems from Pursuit
Its light in colors lived and died
uncaptured,
a world apart
from all the raw and strain
upon my dimming heart…
Poems from Meet Me at the Cross
Flesh?
Yes. Songs and sores.
Sleep and eat.
“Oh sacred heart now bleeding”
All man-defined was there.
Spirit?
You bet…
