Beauty for Ashes

I found this poem from last year and wanted to post it. Maybe you have felt the same things at times?     I gathered all my strength and tried to raise up from the ashes. I held ashes in my hands and raised them up to Him “Here, take these ashes– I screamed!” “Give…

Grace

The picture above is a cabin that was built out of refurbished wood from my grandpa and grandma Green’s home. It was built on their land, and I love it. I entered this particular poem in a contest a few months back but did not win. However, I enjoyed writing it and since my husband…

The Photograph

It hung there like a branch on a tree. The color? It was more of a brown, Like shoe leather and cream with orbs of splattered sunlight. The timeworn camera had captured a split second of special. We would call it a black and white photo today, but to suggest it had a quality of…

Son Flower Seeds

  She sopped me up like a piece of bread dipped in venison gravy She said she tasted something wild even though I soaked in vinegar “It’s a tad gamey.” she folded up three creases on her forehead and twisted her mouth unpleasantly. “Buuuttt how?” “I steeped like a teabag. Why, I submerged until my…

Bruised Plums #240

They were unpromising Words grated like cheese Words reduced to small shreds Words strung like pasta Tossed like a salad Thrown together with a pinch of thyme And oregano The other morsels were small Irritants Acidic Tomatoes, garlic, and onions Barely noticeable to the tall ones Their necks stretched out in the clouds They see…

Hate is?

Hate is like a piece of yeast. It permeates and puffs up with satisfaction It says, “I am right!” I hold truth! I carry all knowledge! I will rebuke! It wipes its mouth with a napkin And still the juice runs Hate dripping off chins Spilling over into diaper bins And storefront shelves Magazine covers,…

Candy Apple Leaves

Yellowed candy apple leaves floated down the skies and melted into the grassy brown earth. The wind sang in her ears. It shrieked with delight, whipping and twirling more leaves, causing them to dance a forceful Allegro! The sun crackled from a fire on the horizon, and her heart drank in winter like a warm…

Superman Ice Cream

Her eyebrows looked like two worms– bait worthy for catching trout, and her smile was like a bag of marshmallows—soft and gooey, sweet even. I couldn’t stop watching her piercing green eyes that made it hard to notice the other pieces of her collected self. A hat would have helped the frizzy hair, but for…

Off the Grid

I want to go off the grid. My mouth and fingers away from the eyes of a button marked click like, love, unlike. A thumbs up. An emoji that cannot equate the feelings in the heart created by Our King. I want to go off the grid. Away from the scrolls and scowls of the…

Pink Cotton Candy

“There’s always a time to shine,” she said, curling her bottom lip. “You need to let the light shoot out of your hair like cracked eggshells covered in glistening white yolks.”   Sparkles.   I pictured her hair standing up all over her head illuminated and glistened like the moon draped over an armchair or…