Category Archives: Poetry
I like to think of fall as a dignified season. All tweed blazers and pea coats and sweater vests. But the truth is, fall is just Mother Nature wearing her pajamas out in public.
We’ll head to church in a few hours, but first, I visit my sanctuary. The pews are dew soaked lawn chairs, bought used from Craigslist. (We made sure we had enough for everyone, but most of our monkeys prefer carefully … Continue reading
Another day begins stretching its arms up to brush away the dark. In the morning let me know your love, O Lord. New mercies and joy arrive each day. Some mornings new mercies look like a cup coffee; joy like … Continue reading