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Mariners

We are mariners, mariners we, made for the land, parted from sea from that second day and still – striving as on the earth to fill- drawn by its alluring, billowy waves- we drink down the depths to find watery graves. . We hear the call, that age-old call, a whisper first, a breeze enthralls,…
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“Easter morn rose grey with fog”- A Poem for Easter Sunday, 2018

Easter morn rose grey with fog -anticipation hid- No dawn’s light to testify to what the Savior did. . Still we know and sing aloud of the Risen Son And yet the part that strikes me most was that on Friday done. . Rising up is natural; the sun never stays down. What is more…
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Tenebrae: a sonnet

Awhirl before my eyes did swirl the sparks As one by one the candles turned to smoke And sitting there in silent, stillest dark, A flicker burned within and I awoke. . I felt a pang for that dear body broke That bled betwixt time and eternity. It seemed I saw His image in the…
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Fairy Dust
I am a firm believer in dandelion wishes. Now, I don’t mean to say that I think they always come true, but I know the joy that comes of finding the perfect, fuzzy blossom, squeezing my eyes shut tight, and whispering a little prayer as its petals dance away on my breath like pixie parasols.…
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Weekday Communion: a little poem
In God alone my soul finds rest And oft I meet Him here: In the quiet, dim narthex, Breathing the churchly air. Babies here have been baptized And joyful couples wed; Funerals tearful bade goodbyes And pow’rful scriptures read. But as I sit now quietly- No sound but for the organ- I rather think this…
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Ordinary Beauty
Sometimes I want to weep At unnoticed beauty – That’s not seen for its shyness, Dismissed, “ordinary.” It’s in the chatter of the birds, The smell of mesquite trees, The ebb and flow of whispered words Caught by th’eavesdropping breeze. In foamy sips of coffee In silly, printed cups, And in the dreamy things I…
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Year in Review: The Arts

This year was crazy and everyone seems to be bidding 2017 good riddance. However, there are so many beautiful things that I discovered and enjoyed this year! Though Facebook tried to make my “year in review” (and somehow managed to gather all of the photos I am least inclined to post), my true year in…
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Poll: Best Part of Movies are Concessions

PHOENIX, ARIZONA- Polling of consumers leaving a current blockbuster film reveal that the best part of the movies are, indeed, the concessions. “But we don’t just mean popcorn and jumbo sodas!” said customer relations director Jack Hughs. “It turns out that the concessions made by viewers are what allow them to enjoy almost any…
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Beautiful Lines
As a writer, I spend a great deal of time editing and lamenting over my own work. Admittedly, I probably should spend more time revising papers than text messages, (yay, overthinking!) but in either case I am painfully aware of my weaknesses as a writer. However, sometimes I surprise myself as the ink on my…
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Writing: Expectations vs. Reality

Expectation: Showing off your stellar vocabulary. Reality: Spending ten minutes trying to remember how to spell “potpourri” because you’re too proud to look it up. Expectation: Writing elegant rhymes to express your emotion. Reality: Sounding like an angsty Dr. Seuss. Expectation: Writing free verse poetry that seems authentic and avant garde. Reality: Sounding like an angsty and, now, drugged…
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