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Lenten Poems – Prayer
God, meet me in the morning.I am here and once more overwhelmed. Please guide these stops and starts. Meet me in your word I scarf,barely digested,eating not because I’m hungry but because it’s time to eat.Trusting it to change me more than I change it.To him who is able to do more than we ask…
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Lenten Poems 4 – Feasting
In the presence of my enemiesof death and dying,grief and failure,pain and anxiety,A table has been prepared. Not just with a soldier’s canned rations,a traveler’s bread and water,a servant’s leftover lunch. But with French pastry and blueberry muffins.Spanakopita, hummus, steak, and milkshakes.The good snacks!In copious amounts!Literal gallons of soup.Pancakes, fresh berries, and seven-dollar coffees. A…
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Lenten Poems 3 – Pie
My mom’s last pieWas a peach pie,Sticky sweetIn the heat of August.With sunflowersAnd black-eyed SusansIn a vase by the window.I made the crust with inexpert hands.While she peeled peaches in the sunlight.As we chattedAt the counterLike a million times before.
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Lenten Poems 2 – Pretty
Last night, I dreamed I was pretty. (You are pretty!)(Aw, thank you. So kind.) A friend found a dress and it reminded her of me.A pretty dress!Reminded her of me! A big, loud floral of fuscia silk-satin.Straight off of a 1950’s McCall’s sewing pattern. Down to the ankle. Perfect for swirling around long, slim legs…
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Lenten Poems 1
Welcome to March- the month of not quite.Winter in spring’s ill-fitting clothing. The days growing longer by seconds and minutes.Unnoticed by eyesBut your heart starts to bud,lifting twin leaves.TwistingUnfurlingWaitingAs the skies tipAnd light overbalanced dark.One more month for cozy reading, tea and popcorn,soups, snuggles, movies, socks.And yetOf fasting, reflection.Giving up and going withoutTo continue on…
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Locked in the Library
When I was in seventh grade, I got locked in my the Patterson Library in Westfield, NY. I was perusing the MG section, looking for YA books, which didn’t really exist back then. A librarian walked directly past me and shut the window. Perhaps an announcement was made? I certainly never heard one. But I…
