Wednesday, October 27, 2010


Julia! Was the only mark you left on this world the small gravestone that denotes your passing? Or did your lungs breath air and your voice erupt with sound, if only for a moment? Did your mother hold your tiny hand and grieve for the daughter that would not be? Or were you whisked away as your life was ebbing to spare her pain? Is your name listed in the family bible? Did your passing leave souls as empty as the cradle that would never rock? Or was it promptly stowed away along with your memory?

Julia! Does your voice erupt with sweet sounds, for all eternity, as you rest gently in the arms of God? Or does your voice mingle with the heavenly choir in praise to the Almighty?

Written in response to a prompt from Magpie Tales.

Monday, October 25, 2010

For Eternity

Love; beautifully woven
Wonderfully crafted
Carefully nurtured
Blessed of God

Years; touchstone moments
Periods of elation
Times of restoration
Memoirs written black on white

Reminiscence; what was
Minds bonding, bodies melding
Senses heightened, love kindled
Alone, I sense him still

Rejuvenation; beyond the vale
My lover beckons
Outstretched arms embrace
Together for eternity

This was written in response to a prompt from Jingle Poetry.

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

A Monster Among Us

Inside a man, a soldier
A monster groans
Hideous and cruel

Years pass
Odd events transpire
Obscure, no trace

Women travel in pairs
Some fall prey
The trail remains cold

Stealth, wandering through their abode
Moving through each life
Robbed in their guise

Death, long to arrive
Beseeching, desperate pleading
Broken and stretched upon the ground

A monster in high standing
Hidden in plain view
Forensic tracks betray his way

Souvenirs mark the course
Documented death and perversion
Horror, despair, pain

Families grieve, their world suspended
Can justice be gained?
Can punishment satisfy?

God enters the court
The monster weeps yet turns away
Red flames of hell flash from his eyes

Families recognize the Saviour
Vengeance is Mine, the eternal judge
God alone can satisfy

This is written in response to a prompt from Magpie Tales and reflects my thoughts on the
crimes enacted by Colonel Russel Williams, Ontario, Canada. Best description: the devil's work with ferocious drive. Prayers for the victims and their families.

Sunday, October 17, 2010


Into the wind I bend
Head bowed, arms across my chest
Working, pressing onward
Reaching for something higher, something greater
Unwilling to fail, eager to win

Challenged, I tread onward
Aware of the impossibilities, the barriers
Conscious of my strengths, my beliefs
Gaining power from beyond
I rally my troops and wage war against my foe
Unleashing my will, yet preserving my dignity
I fear no enemy this side of the grave

Written in response to a prompt from Writer's Island.

Wednesday, October 6, 2010


Fall is my favourite time of year. Warm colors, cool breezes, rustic sunsets, and starry nights enhance the moments and bring peace to the soul. Who can kayak across a lake reflecting the colors of the season or walk in the woods to the sound of crunching leaves and not feel in awe? Warm fires invite us and hot apple cider delights our pallet as we gaze into the season and relish the victory of a summer well spent.

I am convinced that God’s plan is intricately woven into the spectacular beauty of this refreshing season. Recognizing that many of us in the northern hemisphere must endure 4 to 5 months of harsh winter, He blesses us like no other, with this gracious gift of autumn, preparing us for the journey to spring.

This is written in response to a prompt by Magpie Tales.