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.
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The “Fizzled Enchantment” and other stories of ruin tell stories of The Eye who disguised itself as a spider and silently clung to the top right corner of the 14-foot-wall in the old Imperial Inn, Hattenville, TX. It was a picture … Continue reading
Why would one go to a cemetery where she knows no one? Ask me. That’s what I did. I am 350 miles from where most of my family members are buried. I wanted to honor those who might at least … Continue reading
WILL I STILL FEEL LIKE THIS WHEN I’M EIGHTY? I’ve been reading a journal in which I wrote in 1998. So at that time I would have been 73-74, ten years ago. January 8th that year I read a selection … Continue reading
Person inhabiting a body; birth bringing forth a newborn soul, submitting to dependence, crying for liberty. At last, his own man, finds freedom in submission to God. Life. +++++++++++++++ For more information about nonet poetry: http://www.shadowpoetry.com/resources/wip/nonet.html