Pretty pink blossoms
I watch you bloom, awed by joy –
blessed by your beauty.

Woodbury, New Jersey
(photo credit: Carla Romarate-Knipel)
Pretty pink blossoms
I watch you bloom, awed by joy –
blessed by your beauty.

#1 Hot Latte
“Extra hot,” I asked,
“coconut milk, vanilla –
one sip, “ouch!” burned tongue!

#2 Rainy Wednesday
cold, damp rainy day
somewhere it’s nice and sunny –
not in Woodbury.

#3 Sermon prep
scribble the Gospel
not on paper but your heart
wait for it to speak.
#1 Avocado in chicken wrap
Hidden deep in lush
greenness, chunks of white chicken,
meshed in sweet goodness.

#2 Iced Vanilla Latte
Bitter at first sip
delightful ‘dulce-ness,’ glides
down my eager tongue!
#3 Coffee shop vibes
Feeling the rhythm –
the music of energy
shared humanity.
You make my heart sing
songs of joy, gladness and bliss –
on this day of love.

My heart sees the world
full of darkness, pain and grief –
longing for healing.

My grandma said, “hush,”
Today God is dead, be still –
Weep, lament and pray.

A haiku for the first day of National Poetry month
Streams of water flow
I watch in grateful silence,
praying with my heart.

In stillness I sit
like an open, empty cup –
waiting to be filled.