the people in black will mourn the Man of sorrows seeing him through tears ~Zechariah 12:10
Tag: Poetry
burden
cast your burden in the depths of the ancient sea remembered no more
stream
be washed inside out the pure in heart will see God crystal cleansing stream
the garment of your soul…
“The Wave” by Scottish artist, Gina Wright to touch the garment of your soul, to slip between raw, unfinished seams
Never Forget…
the scars in my Hands say I will never forget you, never leave you
haiku: my distant pity…
compassion is bread and salve, my distant pity is a waste of time
old journals…
yellowed pages of yesteryears’ poems… my life revealed and concealed
Light Bulb in a Moscow Graveyard
Life is full of revelations, and some of them I have chronicled here in my blog over the last two years… it seems many of them come to me late in life… The first time Wayne and I visited Moscow and walked through the graveyard of their Russian leaders I had a moment of illumination……
I Bowed to Worship Another…
I relished a trip to Amherst, Massachusetts, a few years ago with my family. A long-time writing heroine of mine, Emily Dickinson and I had an appointment. I could hardly wait to visit her childhoold home. I consider Dickinson America’s best poet, exceeding the writings of Frost, Whitman, Sandburg, and Emerson… even contemporary poets like…
haiku: broken-shadow moon
in the twilight ofdusky eve your smile sparkedthe broken-shadow moon
Bonnie Saul Wilks 