As the Fire’s Light Flickers

Sitting here in the dark of my house listening to the wild woods just beyond the walls. The wind blowing just enough to move the leaves across the roof. The light of day set hours ago beyond the horizon.

My goofy dog sprinting around his well worn trails, chasing ghosts or raccoons, never catching either.


My thoughts are upon you, my prayers too. I know the Lord will shelter your family and you beneath his wings. All you need do is ask.
Love you, my brothers and sisters in Jesus’s Name, I pray… Be vigilant and stay safe.  Amen.

Memories fade to dust

Another day has come and gone
Yet time stands still unmoving

Shadows tracing intangible lines
Lose their meaning at the door

An invisible breath fills the void
Where once your presence sustained

Now only silent apparitions stalk
Marking existence with a vacant gaze

Guilt or Sorrow, I do not know…

Dark thoughts hidden behind pleasant words and a polite smile

With a sidewards glance a trembling hand reaches out touching memories the mind fears which the heart holds dear…

and on the phone I find silence

Memorials On Tracing Paper

Short words on a long day

Doors closed on faded memories

Listened to quiet hello’s

Silent good-byes

Young children and older siblings

Watched the wind blow through the spring leaves

Yellow daffodils visited by the honey bee

Remembered young faces to be put with old bodies

Cried because that’s the thing to do