Who was my mother before she was my mother? A little poem from the archives to celebrate Mother’s Day. I love you, Mama! Within Her Hands Within her hands, now rough and worn, A little girl once held the morn, Once swept the stars and shook the tree, And played with possibility. Then clutching fists […]
Recently, my sister said to me, “If your songs aren’t getting as much air time on the radio, it’s time to release another album.” Point taken. After a whirlwind of interviews in 2020 for my first book, It’s Good to Be Here, I haven’t had any requests since 2021 began. I seem to be getting […]
One morning, as he was taking care of me, my dad had John Denver’s song, Rocky Mountain High, in his head, so he asked our smart speaker to play it. It’s a lovely song that makes you think about the natural beauty of the created world while Denver lovingly describes starlight, streams, forests, and mountain […]
I first wrote this poem in 2016, on April 1, and called it “April’s Fool.” My own personal experiences inspired the writing, though my experiences weren’t so blatant. Poetry is good for expressing the hidden or mysterious in obvious ways. He comes in warmth and beaming smile to rouse her from her rest, and in […]
Happy Easter! Happy Spring! Happy Birthday! Rise up from the tomb of gloom, Rise up from your old ways and be not afraid, Rise up to newness of life! The Beautiful One is calling you, can’t you hear? At the opening, your Lord awaits you, can’t you see? Why tarry in hesitancy, why linger in […]
