ultimate kintsugi

broken, not ruined

God binds our wounds together

life’s cracks heal, gleam gold

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Inspired by japanese pottery and Dawn Minott’s blogpost here

in the stillness

. . .

spending time alone:

loneliness empties us but

solitude can fill

. . .

beast of burden

he carries his old

bitterness in bag of bones

hollow steps heavy

distracted to death?

too busy for God

past moment of redemption

forever thirsty


Linking to The Lent Project which includes a powerful poem by Billy Collins…

mirrored image

Girl with a Pearl Earring by Johannes Vermeer, 1665

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art’s epiphany—

all light is borrowed from God

to reflect glory!

in chiaroscuro contrast—

we’re shadowed, yet drawn to light

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Idea of “borrowed light” taken from book I’m reading, Rembrandt is in the Wind, by Russ Ramsey.

(im)mortality

“When the perishable has been clothed with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality, then the saying that is written will come true: Death has been swallowed up in victory.” (I Cor. 15:54)


stand by open grave

hear hallelujah chorus

death’s narrow doorway

caution

she learned the hard way

that a wink should never be

given unintentionally

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A weekend writing prompt at Sammi Scribbles…13 words, include “wink” ๐Ÿ˜‰

aftermath…part 2

one of two birch fell

husband says we will die too

so…who will go first?!

pride goes before a fall…

Indecent behavior should be called out, not celebrated!

prior to flag day,

president flaunts pride banner

white house is disgraced

south lawn public exposure

(not chicken breasts at picnic)

smudge of grace

ashes to ashes

made from dust, to dust return

yet, we shall be changed!

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Christian observation of Ash Wednesday reminds us of our mortality.

desert blues

in dry gulch texas

cactus rose cantina closed

thirsty owner left

awaken

frightful childhood dreams

creatures of fur, fang, and claw

mount stairs to bedroom

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cannot sleep tonight

half-moon’s eye peeks in window

chases dreams away

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someday…rest in peace

mother speaks to me in dreams

her voice reassures

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In response to Ingrid’s visionary poetic prompt at dVerse poets…for dreamers only!

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