Tears course softly down freckled cheek Eyes look towards heaven, answers to seek Face contorts, shoulders heave, Daddy, Daddy what mess we perceive Choices made with utmost discretion Path followed by your directions Ultimate goal not what we sought Did we go left, when right we ought? Barricaded, trapped, as if bands of steel Elusive Read More
Precious Daughter
Crafted, sculpted, beautifully formed Father loved before sky adorned Smiling eyes, shiny hair Known before you drew breath of air For His pleasure you were created Arrival on earth anxiously awaited Separated from Mother he knew you would be Created another to love like she Oceans divide, connected in heart Both long for the time Read More
Slow Thaw
Clamped shut, barricaded, sealed A once tender organ now protected by steel Fiercely guarded with might No one breaks through without a fight Self preservation caused heart to flee Days now approached with dreaded misery Heart longs for fellowship, cries alone Never intended to impersonate stone Innocent, trusting, naïve Learned the hard way; others deceive Read More
Her Story
Mother’s heart cries out for son Wounded, broken, unsure what she’s done Son’s heart wondered astray Hopes, dreams wrecked along the way Reflective memories of days gone by Bring tears of joy to Mother’s eyes Smiles and laughter replaced by sadness and pain Mother clings to hope; one day son’s heart will change Calloused scales Read More
Dwelling Place
Reflection can be a dangerous activity, one that allows our mind to travel where we did not intend to go. Thus was the case with me one recent morning. It was my first day back on the track in about a month. A temporary detour down a path of lesser resistance brought this epiphany; the Read More
Prison Break
Sir Darkness screams my name Tempter brandishes sword “Succumb to the cries; live no more.” Walls close in trapping their prey Will I survive another day? Mercy pleas echo throughout the chamber No one hears my cries of danger. Crawling swiftly, attempting to flee Sharp boulders gouge my naked knees. Blood oozes from wounded palms Read More
Significance Quest
A one woman posse on a quest for significance: Where does one begin the expedition for such a priceless commodity? Where else? Don’t all important events begin with proper attire? The sleek huntress searches her cavernous wardrobe settling on alligator hide. The thick exoskeleton provides protective covering for her delicate skin, which is far too Read More