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Simply Sunday

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TRY AGAIN

The drought spreads
dry, dusty air
into my lungs

Seeps under my skin
Hardens my heart
Oppresses my soul

I search for
A sip of water
A drop of rain

Any semblance of relief
I know it exists

That kind of help
already at work
before you even
know it is needed

A light breeze
carrying a cloud
A heavy cloud
releasing the rain

I try to sing
but the words
get caught
in the back
of my throat

You quietly whisper
I am here. Try again

One note carries another
and soon, a melody emerges
from a time long gone-
Restoring body, heart, mind, and soul

“He hides my soul in the cleft of the rock that shadows a dry, thirsty land.” Fanny Crosby

The Daffodil and Me

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Buried deep in the earth
surrounded by fertile soil
a cycle of moisture
and warmth from
an unseen source above

Encouraging the tiniest of stretches

Baby roots begin
to reach while
grounded- In chorus,
ready to follow
an unknown path

The hard work of
seed to sprout-
The patience of
bud to flower
while weathering storms

Until the sun affectionately
lifts her lovely face
toward the sky
begging the question

What comes next?

This poem is from my collection The Space Between Clouds.

Simply Sunday

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IN THE CLOUDS

Posed on a calm
quiet breeze
or shouted
in frantic storms
the question remains the same

Do you see me?

My soul longs
to slow down
to be still
Locking my eyes on
the whole of you

Do you see me?

Recognizing the purpose
provided in your design
whether serene or inclement
Answering your question
as you answer mine

Yes! There you are! I see you!

Simply Sunday

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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.


Simply Sunday

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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

Simply Sunday

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It Might Snow

Sweet baby girl
Little sister
Already loved

Your big sister
is so excited
to meet you

“Around Christmas time, when it might snow!”

Somehow, I think
she knew about you
before anyone else

Big sisters have
been known to
be a bit bossy

Yes, this is a personal admission

But I have a feeling
the two of you
will be best friends

And the rest of us
will continue to watch,
to learn, and to love

Getting Carried Away

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Where would I wish to go?
And who might do the carrying?

If carried by a cloud,
wherever the wind blew-
Watching shadows float
across the landscape below

Not simply reclining, but
looking through binoculars

Searching the trees, flowers,
and people below in hopes
of greater understanding

If carried by a horse-
Sitting tall, laughing
As my hair flows behind me
Holding tight to the reins

Exploring places only
The horse knows how to find

Admiring hidden
landscapes, amazed.
I’d have so much to learn.

As with any trip,
It would eventually
come to an end

And I would free
fall, confident
You’d catch me
and carry me home

Simply Sunday

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Will I ever recognize its approach?
The way it works itself into
a regular day, so slowly.

By the time it was revealed,
The day had almost disappeared.
But it was not wasted.

True, it held an uncertain sadness.
Until I realized I was missing you.

Of course, grief would visit
the day before Father’s Day.

But sweet memories also arrived.
And grief quietly took its seat.
Allowing its counterpart, always
nearby, to offer comfort, hope, and joy.

Happy Father’s Day, Dads! Your job is more important than you know. I hope you feel celebrated and loved today!

Simply Sunday

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The Poetry Marathon
Prompt 1

Hand in Hand

Shadows danced along
the ground as we
walked hand in hand

A canopy of curved
branches and fluttering
leaves woven overhead

Our steps attempting to
catch tiny moments
of light dancing
with the shadows

A give and take
not to be ignored
Like the give and take
between the two of us

Sisters, friends, not always
in agreement – Yet, willing
to walk hand in hand
under the canopy

Whether light
or shadow
leads our steps

Pastoral Pink Petunias

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“Where flowers bloom so does hope.”
~ Lady Bird Johnson ~


Heads bowed, a quiet
Thank you! for protection
during the stormy night

Now, rain barely falls.
And they nod, barely aware.

Faces turned toward
the afternoon sun-
Their preference-maybe later

Solemn quiet allows space
for a prayerful song

Growing deep from within
where roots, long forgotten,
began to wake due to the

Slow seeping of evening
rain reaching the underground

A renewed purpose-Holding
strong, so the faces above
remember their origins

Reassurance that they will
again turn their faces to the sun

Knowing from their current
posture, future sunlit faces
will accompany grateful hearts