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Faith
Listen Wait Putter Putz
I open my eyes and wonder what Words await while the sound of rain on the porch roof catches me by surprise. Listen, wait, putter, putz. The open umbrella left to dry billows like a chest taking in air. I inhale, exhaling as the truck idles beside the sidewalk out...
To the Lighthouse
A breath, a breeze, a wave frozen in time. A seagull sketched above the horizon then erased. A thought, a word. A memory lingers and fades. Morning walk, the eye— the lamp of the body as Nature speaks, distilling Deity. A trunk, a twig. A nest rests precariously. In...
To Hope
I sometimes forget about you You are abstract Love has it so much better Doesn’t she? But who is Love Without you? We can see Love In her eyes In her smiles In her tears We can’t see you But Hope seen Is not Hope! Love needs you, Hope Don’t disappear...