a resolution
December 31, 2009
long to be anonymous
lurking in shadows
unnoticed and naked
no title attached
alone, standing quiet
silent sentinel to life
a moment untainted
only a moment
no angle or viewpoint
surrounded by activity
sans desire and intent
baptized by awareness
sanctuary of solitude
replenishing to soul
learn to treasure all
Nephew Update
December 28, 2009
***UPDATE*** Connor is home after passing all neurological testing with flying colors! The first round of testing on the tumor shows it to be benign and MRI showed it to be completely removed. THANK YOU ALL for your prayers and support. I am so blessed. Have a wonderful and safe New Year’s celebration. ******
For those of you that are checking in… my nephew is now in ICU after 8 hours of surgery. I’m hoping for more of an update once he wakes up but feel relieved that this part of the journey is complete. Thank you for your continued support and prayers.
Christmas Quiet
December 25, 2009
awoke at dream’s flight
something on my mind
perhaps, more correctly
something on my heart
a prophet, a man, God
depicted in every color
so that all can relate
random date assigned
birth time celebration
it is not about one day
hope birthed anew
annual renewal reminds
ours is not to act as God
we only extend invitation
the divine into humanity
Saviour in the recognition
of splendid common ground
awakening once more to belief
Portrait
December 23, 2009
do bring your kindest perceptions
when you paint your picture of me
a tired and thoroughly worn vessel
i’m daily fighting to set myself free
it might be that i disappoint some
perhaps i travel an unknown road
worries, fears always in reach here
that type of burden’s a heavy load
this mind wanders into minefields
when left without balance of heart
forgetting the gift is already given
letting doubts try to tear it apart
each morning i step into sunlight
chance is a choice that i’ve made
thankful for beauty surrounding
know debt is with gratitude paid
in anticipation i peek at canvas
find things you think to be true
amazed at all that you capture
the picture of me could be you
Edge of the World
December 19, 2009

sitting on the edge of the world
watching winds capture curtain
i began trying clouds on for size
blowing by as borrowed distress
some looking as wild horses alit
dragging me with the stampede
to high clouds of icy desperation
on clear days forever bloomed
with hope of eternal existence
encircled by a nimbus of faith
cradled in arms of belief until
again a mustang would charge
leaving me to teeter and sway
i no longer pilfer heaven’s robe
gales blast then blow across me
no struggle has been harnessed
with repeating choice to remain
sitting on the edge of the world
Doppelganger Hunt
December 17, 2009
i have lost my twin
we were separated
before birth, actually
before conception
i think it happened
when the great artist
mixed colors
spread us thin
across life’s canvas
i know i am not alone
many search for
lost connection
trying to complete
the other half
when, sometimes
they don’t feel whole
we scan heavens
hike across hills
scrutinize creek beds
as water reflects
a million faces
exploring daydreams
nights moon struck
by the challenge
still, i am alone
now wondering
is it shadow i seek
Whisper Request
December 13, 2009
speak of foods that melt in mouth
dreams that land softly on pillows
laughter recalled in darkest night
kisses imprinted on each reunion
fill me up with fragrant serenades
let joyful memories be my bounty
calling me home from masquerade
let cloaks of sadness be checked
fill no hearts with longing regrets
curse only the act to seek a divide
weep losses while knitting them in
nightmares lasting only an instance
whisper me a future of gratitude
Christmas Window
December 11, 2009
Birthing Poets
December 9, 2009
life is birthing poets
from uncanny places
carts with broken wheels
birds without a melody
dolls with teased hair
and missing clothes
paper castles set on fire
but with each word
they tighten a bolt
discover a new song
and comb things out
putting patches to holes
setting mortar to brick
to home and hearth
life is birthing poets















