I saw a cardinal in a tree On Good Friday afternoon...

My God, you are the artist, The Sculptor who fashioned me One long-ago day, And loves me somehow Despite my fissures and flaws In clay...

I saw a Great Blue Heron Standing in the rain. Statuesque and still, she stood, A carving etched from weathered wood. It was a day of...

As darkness recedes, Three gray-cloaked does, Pick their dainty way among the leaves, Stop, turning east, Watching, Waiting, Giving...

Yesterday’s gowns of flame-colored cloth Rustled during the dance. Beauties were bold, Commanding attention, Whirling their opulent...

Wild geese haunt the twilight sky On each All Hallows' Eve, Calling out their keening cry, Joining with those who grieve. Saluting the...

A Dry Soul's Hope

September Sunset

Summer has turned a corner, I can feel it in the air.

Steamy vehicles form A solid battle line along the asphalt Like so many red-coated soldiers Gleaming in the rising mists, Flashing their...

Sun-warmed scent of Wild Carrot meanders through the meadow, diffused from tiny tatted stitching, delicate lace garments for the...

Born with the God-spark, woven in the womb-dark. Children of humanity, corrupted with vanity. Trading Kingdom capacity for intellectual...

Hazy, languid skies Pregnant with tomorrow’s rain Still, no breath, waiting. by Heather J. Willis, author