lamb will roar


prince of this world

like a lion in lamb’s wool

sneaking, seeking prey

as one who would devour


we like sheep sleep


King of the universe

like a Lamb led to his

shearing, spearing, pray

to One who would ransom


sheep from death’s sleep



lion statue –



struggle is real

An etheree poem with 10 lines of increasing syllables.This is also a quadrille of 44 words, including the word “fire”. Read more at d’Verse Poets pub



hard pressed

fire’s hot test

find release valve

to manage pressure

start to count love’s good gifts

name all that makes you grateful

hold joy in life’s little moments

live each day with enthusiasm

clinging to hope, you will not crash and burn


It’s calving time on the farm and our manager/son had an emergency appendectomy so he’s laid up for a month. The rest of us are working hard trying to cover for his absence! 



another absent father

whether unwed, divorced,

or imprisoned.


family needs stability, child lacks security


boy without manly model,

abandoned heart.

educational system poor fit,

disillusioned mind.

socialization by bullies,

tormented soul.


when slow burning anger eventually flares into violent rage,


why are we surprised?



An open letter in quadrille form, linking to d’Verse Poets.

whimsical banquet of delight

A quadrille (exactly 44 words) for Victoria’s poem prompt at dVerse this week. We recently visited Princeville Botanical Gardens in Kauai and enjoyed a fabulous tour!


helaconia spectabilis



Tour of

garden botanical

on island tropical

inspires poetical verse.


We admire

foliage fantastical

blossoms symmetrical

design creational diverse.


To explain

health benefits topical

know ripe fruits medicinal

guide is natural nurse.


To taste

dark chocolate delectable

cacao content palatable

tourist opens available purse!




ethical questions



how long believe
blind rhetoric?

why hire doctors
to do harm?

instrumental rape
violates mother with child

what kind of ghastly
choice is offered?

by salt poisoning, chemicals,
or crunch of infant skull

when will men honor
mothers’ calling?

where have hope’s
children gone?



Linking with dVerse Poets quadrille prompt…sorry this topic is neither pleasant nor Christmasy. Yet our brokenness and sin is why Christ came…as an infant to a poor, young woman in seemingly scandalous circumstances. Would we have aborted Jesus?

A rock solid Q

“Q” for quadrille at dVerse Poets and “Q” for queue as in a line up of rocks.


Rock & Roll

Rosetta Stone

Rock of Gibraltar


Ayers Rock

Easter Island

Rocky I & II

Blarney Stone

Plymouth Rock

The Sphinx

Rock-a-bye Baby

Rolling Stone

Hope Diamond

Rocky & Bullwinkle


“On Christ the solid Rock I stand; all other ground is sinking sand.”

rode the mother road

Joining dVerse poets with quadrille #44 for “kicks” tonight 🙂  A “quadrille” is a poem of exactly 44 words, not including title…I counted hyphenated words as 2.


since nineteen

twenty-six, midway

thru roarin’ twenties,

classic car aficionados

cooly cruised or raced

rip-roarin’ midway

across america’s past,

passed, and passing

drive-ins, diners,

and wigwam motels

motoring along

singing a song

wheeling to

get their kicks

on route sixty-six!






hope surprises

Keeping hope alive with dVerse Poets in a “quadrille” of exactly 44 words…


hope dangles around courage’s neck,

name etched on soldier’s dog tag.


image by lynn


hope throbs within young love’s heart,

hands held in first awkward clasp.


hope gazes into future’s eyes,

grandchildren carry family name.


hope laughs in fear’s masked face,

dove flies home after violent storm.

say “i do” again

Here’s a quadrille for dVerse Poets and Bjorn’s “bliss”ful prompt… it’s supposed to be heart-shaped but looks more like a carrot!


anniversary weekend

sunshine follows rainstorms

bike paths through tunneled shade

relax to rediscover love’s secrets

playful conversation answers

companionable silence, sit

touching, fingers entwine

between sips of wine

live band remembers

soul sways to tunes

breathe and listen

heartbeats in


of wedded





photo by lynn

elusive dream

I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin, but by the content of their character.”   – Martin Luther King, Jr.


What happened
to distinctly american

of liberty & justice IMG_4629
for ALL,

equal opportunity
of race?

What happened
to respect
for human life,

our constitutional
law & order,

non-violent freedom of
speech & assembly?

What happened
to ONE nation

under God?

Wake to dream again!




Quadrille (44 words) for dVerse Poets  where De invites us to dream together!  

calm down, you’re not in control



fear not

a vision bright

be it angel or demon

bad politics or rad theology

apocalypse or alien invasion

hot warning of global warming

you can start living fearless

for I AM (is) with you

always…that’s aIMG_3668

promise, do

not be a-












My photo and quadrille linked to dVerse Poets for Victoria’s “be not afraid” prompt.

faith’s holy flame


when faith fails,

humanity refuses the Light

rebel hearts and minds

enveloped by darkness

devolve to beasts.


seek stranger sex but

cannot commit to love;

civilization crumbles,

children are crushed.


when wind blows,

flickering flame will

be snuffed out…OR

burst into blazing torch!


Connecting with dVerse Poets for 6th Anniversary and “flicker” quadrille (44 word poem) prompt.

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