Duck Calls
A lone Mallard sits at the crest of the metal church roof quacking. Making such a racket as the sun breaks into the sky, I wonder if he...
On Retreat
It quite impossible to contemplate Christ’s crucifixion on this gentle May morn. Doesn’t sorrow find each human life and too soon? Should...
Empty Womb, Empty Tomb
Barren. Such a harsh word for a painful reality. Considered one of the three greatest sufferings in Ancient Israel. No consolation able...
Sneaky Jesus
After Jesus rose and he tiptoed out of his tomb in the middle of the night, he was much sneakier. People didn’t recognize him right away...
A Spoonful of Resurrection
Each morning when I roll over and open the corner of one eye and the light wiggles through like an impatient child, my first thought is...
I Love You, I Hate You
I hate you because I love you. You have ruined me completely. I was fine on my own before you showed me what togetherness is. I didn’t...
Nasty Women
Talk too much too loudly too directly too honestly. Stand tall shoulders back not hiding heart or breast. Walk in their own shoes ...
The Underworld
Deep in the Northwoods, where mosquitoes swarm in flocks and pine trees try to tickle the clouds with their needles, I sit in stillness...
Roots and Branches
Laying under a tree on a hot summer eve with the solstice sun still hanging in the deep, blue sky. I squirm on the grass until the...
In Praise
I. I always wanted thin, delicate arms. The ones that were meant for cascading down harp strings, alighting over piano keys, pirouetting...