bark shrill in pale sky
damp chill creates twin sun dogs
guard stark winter day
posting poetic prose
29 Dec 2025 2 Comments
in haiku Tags: dogs, sky, sun, winter
bark shrill in pale sky
damp chill creates twin sun dogs
guard stark winter day
16 Dec 2025 13 Comments
in rhyming verse Tags: baby, God, heart, life, Magdalena, miracles, pray
At dVerse poets , we look back on 2025 for the last poetics prompt of the year…
Looking back in rearview mirror,
on events of past month of year,
swipe tissue under blurry eyes
and serve up slice of humble pie.
Sweet baby, born before her time,
fits beautifully in family line
but tiny heart anomaly
means coming home not yet to be.
God, in his wisdom, has a plan
higher than that of mortal man;
helpless we feel to watch and wait
while surgeon’s skills work delicate.
Magdalena will live her name
demonic power of death won’t reign;
her will to live is stubborn, strong
her parents, faith-full, walk along.
Grandparents care for brother, Gid
( and wonder at precocious kid! )
family and friends all watch and pray,
believe in miracles today!

09 Dec 2025 13 Comments
our friendship, not hemmed in
by time or location, offers ample
ease for plenty of free movement.
we started on school bus, bobbin’
as fresh-facing kindergarteners;
as middle schoolers, we darted
on bicycles to local pharmacy,
spacious park or shopping mall
to gather summer memories. in
high school and college, took
backstitch or two along the way,
but eventually stood witness as
each took vows binding ourselves
to husbands (promises we’ve kept).
an old favorite friendship that can
stretch seamlessly across the years
and distance; comfortable and warm
as a patchwork quilt; hearts appliqued
with sisterly love, lined with laughter,
covered with grace-patterned shalom.
For my dear friend, Joyce ❤
Joining with dVerse Poets to “sew” some poetry together!
06 Dec 2025 15 Comments
in prayer
Our newborn grand daughter, Maggie Mae, born 11-28-25, awaits heart surgery 12-12-25.
Dear Father God,
who knit this little one together
in her mother’s womb,
why are we now tied up in knots?
we wonder as we wait for her coming heart surgery…
it’s hard to hope for the best when we imagine the worst,
and yet…yet…yet…YOU. You are with us
in the waiting; You are Immanuel, Lord of Advent.
You watch her sleep (as monitors beep) in this sterile space;
You hold our dear grand daughter in your gracious embrace.
You love her more than her mother, father, or any of us can.
You hear bold prayers by day and quiet sobs in the night.
You are the ultimate Healer and we know You will
work on her tiny heart (even as you work on ours).
Grow all our hearts bigger, like Yours!
Amen.

23 Nov 2025 Leave a comment
in Uncategorized Tags: hope, light
alone in the dark
waiting and watching with hope
God’s kingdom coming!
Spirit is deposit of
amazing inheritance.
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From today’s sermon by Pastor John Lee on Micah 7…when the darkness is deep, we look for the Light!
03 Nov 2025 4 Comments
in tanka Tags: alaska, bird, Raven, snowstorm, winter
intelligent eyes
watch tourists enjoy salmon
until winter comes
brave wings push into snowstorm
heart of alaskan spirit
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24 Oct 2025 2 Comments
in quadrille Tags: Christ, light, love, shine, sparkle, spirit, Word
his spoken word
created light to shine
into chaotic darkness
God’s voice as big bang
trinity of love plays with clay
spark of divine – imago dei
his begotten Word
bursts into our world
starlight announces birth
recreated in Christ’s love
we sparkle, we shine
“… so that you may become blameless and pure, children of God without fault in a warped and crooked generation. Then you will shine among them like stars in the sky. “ (Philippians 2:15)
17 Oct 2025 Leave a comment
summer’s turtle doves
splash together in birdbath
triplet squabs wait turn
* * * * *
how many eggs hatched this year?
dry birdbath counts more grown doves!
16 Oct 2025 8 Comments
in rhyming verse Tags: debate, disagree, news, politics, words
Merril hosts dVerse poetics and (remembering the infamous headless horseman) encourages each of us to “hold on to your head!”
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when you strongly disagree
with either them (or maybe me)
…hold on to your head
when politics don’t seem to go
the way you think that they should flow
…hold on to your head
when the news sounds awfully bad
or reported stories make you sad
…hold on to your head
when nuance colors point of view
you recognize both sides are true
let common ground be found anew
whenever you are criticized
or favorite group is stigmatized
control yourself, be civilized
hear outrageous words you said—
you truly wish “those” people dead?
please…hold on to your head!
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08 Oct 2025 17 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: autumn, fall, geese, harvest, leaves, moon

music of mysterious season
every extra-ordinary evening
when fall’s awe-calling and
autumn’s beat thrum-drums.
dry cornstalks quiver in crisp
whispers of sweater weather as
honky geese migrate late, and
de-fruited trees leave with a sigh.
orange pumpkin planets shimmer
eerily in phantom-tastical gleams
of the ghostly harvest moon-beams
that pierce clouds’ flimsy shroud.
Join dVerse Poets where Dora invites us to “trip the October light fantastic.”
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