posting poetic prose
23 Jan 2023 16 Comments
honey bunch, have a hunch
want to spoon? lovers swoon
we’re married, it’s okay
if hearts get carried away
your room or mine? give me sign
when sleep separate, together’s a date
snuggling close would be nice
if his feet weren’t cold as ice!
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Mish serving up quadrilles (44 words) on ice at dVerse.
11 Jan 2023 15 Comments
in haiku series, senryu Tags: dreams, moon, mother
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!
07 Jan 2023 4 Comments
in couplet
“behold, I AM making all things new…
these words are trustworthy and true.”
(Revelation 21:5)
30 Dec 2022 4 Comments
in haiku Tags: goodbye, snowman, time, year end
snowman leans over
in final hours of old year
as time melts away
23 Dec 2022 5 Comments
in senryu Tags: blizzard, fireplace
sheltered snug at home
i warm hands by fireplace…
where does squirrel hide?
20 Dec 2022 5 Comments
in scripture Tags: incarnation, refugees, unplanned pregnancy
from a strictly human perspective
(which is our only small point of view),
jesus confined in utero would have been
considered an “unplanned” pregnancy;
mary could have been stoned (at worst)
or labeled a divorcee (at best) if joseph
hadn’t been the man who stepped into
his hard role as husband and father of
the young and the restless (present on a
holy night). infant delivered into smelly
cave; later, trio left town as refugees to
escape paranoid despot’s slaughter of
the innocents (are any of us innocent
when it comes to) not recognizing
the full divinity, cosmic authority,
and humblest, self-sacrificial love
of that singular squalling baby boy?
16 Dec 2022 8 Comments
sleigh me with holly-
festooned bouquet of
ruffled-candy carnations
and blood-red roses to
match metal runners…
though pine boughs dry,
love remains evergreen
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tempt me with dainty
toffee treats, dipped in
choice milk or dark, dusted
with crushed almonds to
tantalize taste buds…
crisp buttery crunch of
melt-in-your-mouth savor
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Full disclosure: toffee was gift from investment company and floral centerpiece from realtor who sold us our new home 🙂
13 Dec 2022 12 Comments
in quadrille Tags: candy, candyland, gingerbread
how many rounds
of CANDYland can
grandma possibly play?
SWEET littles in my life!
let’s begin again
GINGERBREADs,
we’re lined up at start
in primary colors
happy for shortcuts;
hopeful to see princess
LOLLY POP up in deck
rather than feeling
glum and PLUMpy
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Check out dVerse poets for more confectionary quadrilles…
03 Dec 2022 3 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: children, divorce, family, sexual freedom
no fault divorce
has nearly killed
marriage in america,
LGBTQ agenda
will nail coffin shut.
children — confused,
abandoned, impoverished,
scarred and/or enslaved —
pay the price for adults’
sexual freedoms.
family foundation crumbles
from failure to invest;
when amoral people
ruin a republic
chaos reigns.
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Ten days after writing this, President Biden signed into law the so-called “Respect for Marriage Act”, codifying the “right” to same-sex “marriage” and repealing the 1996 Defense of Marriage Act.
Is marriage a “right” given to anyone by the government or God’s design for the family? Love may be love but real marriage is covenantal marriage and we should preserve it.
02 Dec 2022 17 Comments
pure and persuasive as spring rains
accumulate and wait for moonrise…
memos from heaven everywhere; next to
my feet…see, i am taking off my shoes.
bare branches as springboards for
flight, riding the breath of God?
onion heart…never getting all the way in
but what cardiologist God, wearing scrubs,
air around him clarified suddenly and
by that i think God means us to be
an inner fountain springing always fresh
to grow in His reflected image!
An ending poem of 12 lines for the end of the year and the 12th month as prompted by Laura Bloomsbury at dVerse. I chose ending lines from poems in Sea Glass by Luci Shaw, 2016. (In final line I changed pronoun “its” to “his”).
02 Dec 2022 5 Comments
in tanka Tags: alone, loneliness, quiet, soul
listen to your soul
alone is not loneliness
but self-connection
we all need time to process
life’s challenges and trauma
a poem in my pocket 
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