I want to pay tribute to wonderful people I have known, the wonderful country in which I live, the communities in which I have lived, the churches who have claimed me as their own, the God who sends shivers down my back when I really give him a portion of my time—well, maybe not shivers but tears flow easily in some of those most priceless times.
pranabaxom on GRANNETH’S PET? oneta hayes on GRANNETH’S PET? Na'ama Yehuda on TEMPTATION pranabaxom on GRANNETH’S PET? oneta hayes on GRANNETH’S PET?
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Monthly Archives: June 2016
Lesson seven, #introtopoetry subject “flavor,” use found words in the content. I found my words in a inspirational book on my desk. I chose the third word in each title unless it was an article or preposition. Therefore this poem … Continue reading
(From a previous FB status. Still seems appropriate, as we still seem to be asleep.) So, I fear, we Christians slept through it again. I was blindsided by the seriousness and timing of the SCOTUS decision. Yet I probably spend as … Continue reading
My family tree was a noble one But axed beyond recognition, Hewn down and shredded to bits Tossed, turned, spit upon Flattened, cut, and dyed Pressed, marked upon, taped A troubled girl upon my face My life traded for her life … Continue reading
Isaiah 53:5 “…he was bruised for our iniquities…” It looked so beautiful sitting on the Walmart display unit in the veggie section. I reached over and touched the leaf – just a bit more – actually I crushed the leaf. … Continue reading
I was a teen in the forties after World War Two. During the war it was said that secret codes were hidden on the back of postage stamps. That must have been the impetus for what became a fad … Continue reading
By a girl, poor Tommy was smitten For her, he’d gladly take a lickin’. Washed his face, combed his hair Bought new clothes- even underwear – And proposed marriage as soon as was fittin’. Now Sally for Tommy didn’t yearn Enough … Continue reading
Feeling familiar, Best of both worlds—warm water Snug, wet, and cozy. Prompt for poetry Blogging U – haiku, subject water #introtopoetry
Monkey bars give birth To the cheerleader within As future takes hold. Haiku prompt: birth, cheer by Ronovan
Have you ever thought, “This might not be good for me, but who wants to live to be old anyway?” The following is a copy of a comment I made yesterday to Kimberly to a post she had written about octogenarians, in … Continue reading