I go to worship on Sunday mornings With a searching and thankful heart And when I see my girls beside … Continue reading Writing Poetry in Church

The light that was our lives That bygone past We romanticize And hope and long for Is still out there … Continue reading Like The Stars

Images taken from space Show the earth lit In a glowing blue halo But on a spring day Its hard … Continue reading Spring

Its strange what we remember from childhood. Little moments that seem normal to everyday life become seared into our minds … Continue reading The Shot

I watched her chase down a frog The other evening Fingers lunging forward Grasping and groping gently at the Clammy … Continue reading One Frog At A Time

It had been a warm spring so far March had brought forth The buds of flowers and trees The dogwoods … Continue reading Easter Freeze

I was once told, “Every man should carry a pocket knife” And so, I do It cuts for me Fishing … Continue reading A Dull Knife Is More Dangerous Than A Sharp One

I used to ply the sky In search of the shapes other men Had imagined there The Pleiades, Aquarius, Orion, … Continue reading Constellations

I recall a late autumn afternoon Reclined in the long, golden grass on a bluff above the Flint River In … Continue reading Big Red “Oke”

Wielding a chainsaw on a winter afternoon I cut wood from some trees I knew Old familiar limbs that had … Continue reading Pruning