CLEANSING RAIN
Cold, heavy rain falls
No end in sight
A constant hum
forcing quiet
contemplation
The sound of troubles
being washed away
Cleansing the
Cluttered
Landscape
Reminding my heart
even while we live
under the same sky
our needs vary place
to place, day to day
If this day found you
weary, parched or hollow
May it leave you
refreshed, quenched
and overflowing
I am grateful for the opportunity to share my poetry this afternoon at Tidewater Winery in Drumright, OK. I wanted to share one of the poems I will be reading with you.❤️
I have been absent from WordPress lately- just life- and have missed reading your words. I plan to get back in a routine soon.
Tag: community
Simply Sunday
Some days call for revisiting, revising, and then sharing again. Today is one of those days. Sending Love. 💙
Living Kindness
Thirst quenched
with a cup
of cool water
Hunger eased
with a tasty
morsel of food
Fears calmed
within the warmth
of safe shelter
Hands in
desperation
seeking to survive
Hands in
kindness
seeking to share
Hand to heart
Heart to hand
Soul to soul
Doorways opened
Pathways cleared
Kindness lived out
Community
I hope you’ll listen to my recent conversation with Emerge-Magazine editor, Aubrey Green. We talked about blogging, writing, poetry, and life! It was an honor and so much fun!

An Open Invitation
It begins with only one-
Centered and steady
A series of tones, each
bleeding into the next
An open invitation
for others to join
A new timbre, mellow and
low, compliments the
original with its own-
The invitation grows
Others continue to join
Adding new registers,
patterns, and tones-
Each is beautiful on its own
But together-together
They create a harmony
that tugs at my heart
Its slow crescendo draws
My breath in before gently
releasing me in a slow exhale
A peace felt only in unity
Recognizing the true gift-
Each one of us, together
Prompt 6 Listen to the following song and write a poem. The Poetry Marathon
Communities
Please check out Emerge Magazine. I’m excited to have a poem in this month’s issue.
Thanks for stopping by! 😊
Rising
Do you feel it?
The growing weight
A blanket sewn of fear
and hate cast over
everyone in its path
Another layer added
with each news story,
unsolicited opinion,
misguided answer
Like being wrapped in
a down comforter on
the hottest day of summer
And I am suffocating
But no amount of worry
will ease the weight
Or change this season
Do we burrow deeper?
Do we kick off the cover?
What if I reach for your hand,
and you reach for mine-
Then together, together
Like brilliant sun rays
piercing storm clouds
We poke pin holes
in the fabric
Each aperture releasing
a breath, a smile, a memory-
Droplets of hope
Rising in solidarity
State of the Heart
Are my hands open,
gently reaching?
Arms linked
in cooperation
Ears open to
understanding
—Or—
Are my hands clenched
into tight fists?
Arms stoically held
across my chest
Ears closed,
even to my own voice
I have choices-
And my choices
offer clues as to the
health of my heart
May my hands remain open
My arms graciously linked
And my ears, intent on listening
A Shared Lament
Like unwanted vines
choking a rose bush, it
blocks the sun and rain
until delicate buds,
nearly ready to bloom
Whither and fade-
Their true colors
never allowed to
grace the garden
I would miss your
beautiful colors
even more than
those of the roses
So, let’s face our
grief together, and
let tears fall like a steady
rain, reviving wilted buds
And with open arms
invite others who are
hurting to join us until
we are wholly comforted
Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted. Matthew 5: 4
Take a Listen

I am excited to be part of this spoken word anthology. You can listen Here.
Not the Only One
Pink lines and blue spaces
pulled me into the day
Inviting my thoughts,
one note at a time
A quiet calling, not
rushed, but encouraging-
Today waits for your melody.
Waits for our melodies-
Whether joyful
or melancholy
Raucous or
Peaceful
So, go ahead, sing
Let your notes float on
the breeze, blending
with others before
returning to you
A new song-
not meant to soothe
every worry, but to
remind us that we are
not the only ones singing
