0558SD

(Howling) Dog Daze of June

Whiskered, black chins tilt skyward  furry necks and grungy blue collars  exposed as their raucous, tandem howling exceeds beginner harmonica’s yowling. Even after spittle stops flying and breath stops pressing hard from music-learning mouths, I cover my ears laugh loud tears until I relent, join them with lips pressed hard toward the moon. . . June […]

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1337sd

Slip Knots

push back stand firm when evil rushes in   enough! enough!   ribbons slip knots off daylight unbound found love   truth mercy strength unfurl grace shields . . Psalm 103:2-5 (NKJV) Bless the Lord, O my soul, And forget not all His benefits: Who […]

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cwSoldierSD

And He With Me

Handle my broken? You’re kidding, right? I’ll sweep, gentle-like, sharp shards of glass; replace with glue, a mug’s cracked handle; tape a page, nearly tore in two — but staunch the wounds of my own heart? It’s not possible, plausible, sensible that I’m worth any […]

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1218-2sd

Your Face So Sweet

. . . Before I had ears Before I could speak My eyes still shined to Your face so sweet Yes, You called out my name – You called out my name.             And as I grew I breathed You  […]

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hatSD

Warrior – CountryGirl Style

I oscillate between showing the soft side and the gritty bit of country living – between showing who others expect me to be and who I am in the deep-downs where my very soul lives — between showing strength of self and my reliance on God. And then there’s […]

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Nuts for Coconut

Nuts for Coconut

What’s a person to do with a hairy, (mostly) edible orb? . . This morning I took hold of one and poked its eye out with the pointy end of sharp stick. No foolin’ buckaroos. Next, I inserted a straw, gave it to the kiddo, and stood back […]

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1164SD

Slay the Night

  It’s dark at 4:15am when I saunter into the kitchen. It’s still dark at 5am when my husband rumbles down the gravel toward work. And even though this fantastical view is literally a stone’s throw out my living room door, I only see it after God and I slay […]

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1095SD

They Ride

They ride ink  across lonesome diggety-dog dirty prairies of their cowboy minds. . Yawh! Yawh! . Sons and daughters  spur words, squeeze blank pages as if flanks muddy, heaving with stories untold.   . . . Inspired by last weekend – when we helped a rancher friend. The […]

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roseMarlys

Mr. Mustache

I stooped in my Saturday mornin’ rose garden, nostrils flaring, fingers bleeding. Someone tapped my fence with a fisted hand and rasped loud, “You are some kind of lovely.” As I stood, I looked but I could not see his lips because they were buried […]

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0914SD

O Garlic! My Garlic!

    Papery petals  pink, white brown weighted ends of stalks yanked dry - days, weeks, months – long after slender, green curly scapes  are sautéed.   It’s pungent head pried into multiples, peeled  crushed, minced – dressed in oil, fried with onions, potatoes, and eggs. . Only papery […]

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tea hands SD

Isaiah – Passover haikus

For the past several weeks I’ve been deep in the Bible’s first prophet book of Isaiah. In studying the Good Word, I’ve employed many different techniques over the years, but this is the first time I’ve summarized my daily readings via haiku format. Each word is chosen […]

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