Ancient Melody My grandmother grew up on a farm–one of twelve children– a school teacher of twelve grades in one room. As a student herself she studied math hard… because it was hard… so they told her. Many years later, she worked at H & R Block filing income taxes for others–way into her seventies–because she…
Tag: Poetry
Cursed Capernaum
Ancient synagogue in Capernaum, Israel I wrote this poem in Israel while on a tour. If you have ever taken a tour to Israel, you will discover that most of what you see is ancient stones… from the Romans, Turks, Crusaders, Byzantine monks, Israelites, Caananites… The stones and antiquated relics of people who have occupied the…
haiku: one hour
if one day is a thousand years, then one hour with you will be enough
haiku: blurred light
in this place layers blur light, here honey tastes sour and bitter is sweet
Salty Old Fisherman
Salty Old Fisherman
haiku: scars
scars on furniture mark character, human scars say imperfection
Remembering Mothers
Pontormo’s “Visitation,” –famous mothers, Mary and Elizabeth I wrote this in honor of my mother and mother-in-law.
Moonbeams
moonbeams upon a rolling sea unlocked a song buried within my heart
A Thousand Pieces
A Thousand Pieces
haiku: the sprinkling of blood
roadside poppies dot the Land in spring, Lamb’s blood cries out from the ground
Bonnie Saul Wilks 