And the Word
was made flesh,
and dwelt among us . . .
full of grace
and truth.
From John 1:14 (KJV)
Category: Pandemic
late Fall: large print
I look at my shelves, and what has been there for a time; and I have not read this book or that journal. Then I wonder why – what was happening then? And I remember, and maybe had read a poem or two, or a page or two, and was helped and blessed.
late Fall
and Winter soon
plans for silence
and time to read
poetry
POEMS FROM OOSTBURG, WISCONSIN
with art we can keep
with art we can keep
what may seem lost
create with faith
the best we can
My father taught history, and my mother taught English composition and literature. Every day includes both. Remembrance and Hope.
new picture
new picture
on my study wall
calendar for September
breakfast and music
breakfast and music
when a song begins
I know the words
Amazing Grace
sunrise
sunrise
in early May
tiny bird sings
on the branch
of budding lilacs
new season of art
Spring poetry
journals in the mail
new season of art
Large Print Poems 