I like the time of day when all is still, The early morning crisp and cool and wet...
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The Crossing
While hiking on a lonely trail, My goal: another mount to scale, And feeling rather wearisome, I pause in sweet delirium Upon a bridge where blows a gale.
How Many Trees?
How many trees does it take to clothe a mountain? How many grains form the river’s watershed? How many drops does it take to fill a fountain? How many hairs wave and toss upon my head?
Standing Tall
Fragile yellow bloom stretches toward the sunlight nothing else matters
Poetry Six-Word Challenge
Poetry = whispers to your heart
Teaching Spanish
Motivational posters on cinder block walls Dry erase markers in red, blue, and green
Prayer
Soft wind stirs the trees makes the branches bend and bow in holy reverence
A Salute to Old Glory
On June 14, 1777, in Philadelphia, the Marine Committee of the Second Continental Congress adopted a resolution that read the following: “Resolved, that the flag of the United States be thirteen stripes, alternate red and white; that the union be thirteen stars, white in a blue field representing a new constellation.” On July 4th of … Continue reading A Salute to Old Glory
The Abundant Heart 