The month of flowers

Happy Sunday, everyone! This is the first month in which I’ve decided to have a theme to my poems that I post daily on Twitter. Since it’s May and the month of spring flowers, I decided to share a new flower each day with the prompt word from our hashtag poetry group. The result is…

From rain come flowers

Happy Sunday, everyone! I’ve been writing a lot of poetry related to spring recently because you know ‘tis the season, and it’s my favorite. 🌺 So I wanted to share one this week that reflects the proverb “April showers bring May flowers.” Growing up in New England, we lived out this proverb, where it is…

I will awaken as the spring

Happy Sunday, everyone! Today I’d like to present a poem I wrote about the awakening of spring from its winter’s rest. In a broader sense, this poem represents an optimistic trust in the provision of the future that as yet cannot be seen. I go to sleep in want, but I rest contentedly knowing that…

The Wishing Well

Oh wish us well, Wishing Well When life is bad or life is swell Was my briefest message to tell As I sat there by the well On its old stone wall in the cool of the day To lament the state of my garden by the way For though I missed the butterfly and…

Our little havens of rest

We would often find ways to escape In our imaginations that served us well And found places to hide away When the waves of life would ebb and swell As we held on tightly to each other Words and stories of comfort we’d tell These storms will eventually pass, we’d say Before any plight to…

Loving the little things

I wonder if we ever take the time To wander among the sublime In our busy lives that upend our peace When does the chaos ever cease? Perhaps we breathe in the answer in azaleas, lilies, or roses The beauty of life that each one proposes Or taste it in sweet lemon meringue Or in…

Recipe for love cake

Preheat the heart With kindness and humility. Butter the pan of your mind With unselfishness To prevent the batter of life from sticking. Mix together patience and contentment With a generous helping of joy. Add the zest of life And sweetness and honey As much as you desire. Gently fold the mixture And sprinkle in…

Dear broken sunflower

Dear broken sunflower Do you ever feel tired Of the unjust treatment you suffer? Of the harsh winds that blow Upon your beautiful petals? Of the frosty nights And the biting cold And the rain’s relentless shower? Do you ever just want to say to the sun My dearest, loveliest sun Long have I bathed…