Tag: Poetry

Faithful Presence

A piece of my autumn journey

Seriously, Sisters

Pardon my flab. I’m out of shape. But I miss the daily discipline of writing poetry. If nothing else, let there be poetry.


The reflective nature of secrets

Time to Play

Hello, sweet words. It’s time to play.

A Worthy Sacrifice

The catch 22 of creativity . . .

Hope Rising

Even in the dark, hope can rise


settling into smallness

One in 8 Billion

perspective matters

Worth It

It boils down to this

Scents & Sensuality

inspired again by the spring breeze