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Before the Call

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Twelve days before Donna left

I recorded her

Listening to me read “Before You Go”

A poem I wrote for her

She smiled and asked me if I wrote it

She said it was beautiful

Her last words spoken to me.


Two days before Donna left

I held her hand

Kissed her forehead

And listened to her breathe

Rubbed her pretty little feet

Fancy pink-polished toes

I watched her eyes roam

Behind delicate lids

Like she witnessed life unfolding

Before leaving

I said I love you.


A few hours before Donna left

She slept soundly

I placed my hand on her head

And prayed for God

To keep her in His care

To guide her in to Heaven

In His total peace

I told Donna to relax in God’s presence

To know that everyone would be fine

I kissed my fingers

Touched them to her cheek

Held her arm

Knew the coolness

Was pulling all her earthly love

Closer to her heart

Where that sweet spirit

Would ascend

I said I love you

The corners of her lips quivered

She heard me

I tiptoed out

Knowing she was going.


Before Donna left

I prayed as I went to sleep

For Donna to have a peaceful passing

An hour later

The call.


My selfish sorrows of sadness

Loss and grief

Then a joy unexplainable

For her victory

For her courage

For her wings

Like little Shelby said,

“Donna made it.”

Pieces of Peace Poetry #5

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Pieces of Peace To My Truth

What did I know about truth

at 2

or 22

What did truth sound like

Did it laugh in the dark under blankets

then whisper

Did it wrap itself around your eyes

then cry

What did truth love like

Did it hug away brokenness

then heal

Did it look itself in the mirror

then smile

What did I know about truth

at 32


or 52

What did truth hurt like

Did it smother like fire

then die

Did it speak like scripture

then breathe

Into my life

a peaceful joy?






Why Write?

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I have not posted in 30 days.

I contemplated new writing challenges,

but nothing compelled me.

Nothing resonated in my soul.

Nothing I read encouraged pen to paper,

fingers to keys.

But today I watched the movie, 5 to 7.

One line amongst many

poignant lines

spoke directly

to my silent writer.

“I don’t write when I’m happy.

Writers write when they have pain.

Writing takes the pain away.”

True. True. True.

I have written my best work

while enduring deep sadness,

long suffering.

Wrote through grief.








I introduce

my pen


and keyboard

to words on pages

not found in clenched fists

or heart cries

or chemotherapy.

But words

birthed from joy.

Why write?

Why not?

2015 “Out-Joyed” 2014

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2014 sucked! Family stress, the loss of trusting relationships, just bad in ways not worth writing. Then came 2015. New goals, expectations, and decisions set my energies in a positive direction. It worked. 2015 “out-joyed” 2014, so what resolutions are in my mind for 2016?

Loose ends are not worth my sanity, and I’ve come to the conclusion that once they are finally tied, new loose ends await. That’s how life goes otherwise what am I really working on. The changing factors of 2015 that helped me “out-joy” 2014 were prayer and faith. I prayed for change; I got it. I prayed for patience; I got it. But change and patience are constant forces. I know that when I need the most change, it requires the most patience because it never comes when I think it should. It’s not about me and my timing. It’s all about God. He knows what I need, when I need it, and how to give it to me. I understand now, but it took a year or so to learn it.

I read somewhere if God shows you something that you need to learn and you choose not to learn it, He will show it to you over and over until you finally get it. But the process gets tougher with each lesson, so stop being stubborn, and learn it the first time. Sounds similar to teaching my students. If I have taught a lesson well the first time, most of them learn it. However, when I am reteaching those who did not learn it, my lessons drag, my patience wanes, and the repetition is maddening. My enthusiasm is short. I certainly don’t want God’s lessons to drag; His patience to wane, or His disappointment to show. I need all the enthusiasm He has for me.

In 2016, I expect to “out-joy” 2015. Instead of using my Post-It-Prayer-Pillowcase, I will document my joys in my Joy Journal. I will focus on gratitude and joy, and by this time next year, I will be saying 2016 “Out-Joyed” 2015! I have patience, I have faith, and the peace that surpasses all understanding are the only resolutions I need.


“I Am” 30-Day Challenge #5

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I am assured even through my trials because God said, “consider it pure joy, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith produces perseverance.” James 1:2


Flawless Camouflage

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Behind flawless camouflage


an unarmed soldier



of truth

wearing steel smiles

undetected metal

guarding her heart


black blinders


until truth

gets leaked

between dreams

written in the dark

and words whispered

in the light






Her Haiku Healing: A 40-Day Spiritual and Emotional Journey

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Day 40: Light


Although my journey

is not over, I can see

clearly in the dark

My 40 days of haiku healing have reawakened my muse, helped me express feelings from the depths of my darkest pain, and allowed me to walk in faith towards a light that awaits me at the end of this spiritual and emotional journey. Although my journey is not over, I can see clearly in the dark. I can see that I am worthy, that I matter, and that it is time to begin anew. I’ve always believed the scripture that says weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning.  I can hardly wait for that morning. It may not be tomorrow, but it’s coming.

Her Haiku Healing: A 40-Day Spiritual and Emotional Journey

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Day 37: Joy


Love today’s smile lines

because they run deeper than

yesterday’s sorrows

Her Haiku Healing: A 40-Day Spiritual and Emotional Journey

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Day 33: Joy



believing in miracles

unspeakable joy

When We First Meet

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 cosmic clouds
When we first meet,
the moonlight will dance on ocean waves.
I will wear what you chose for me,
smell how you imagined me,
and feel the joy we dreamed.
Music will flow on the wind
as you take my hand.
We will fly on cloudy wings
that paint the world around us.
When we first meet,
I won’t hesitate to fall into your embrace.
You will pull me in
where I will gladly go.
You will touch me tenderly,
and I will reciprocate
with gentle intensity.
We will look into eyes
that were once just a photograph,
smile upon lips
that were once only symbols in a text,
and kiss the way we envisioned.
The kiss that melts the shield,
that turns wanting into craving,
and puts us both into position
for complete satisfaction.
When we first meet,
there will be a right place,
a right time,
a right experience.
The place will welcome us
and be prepared just for us.
The time will creep,
like snowflakes that first fall,
to give us every second to remember.
The experience will be ours,
to create as we desire.
I will give you control
because you want to please me.
Then, you will allow me to please you
because that is what I want to do.
You will say you are already satisfied
because you have taken care of me,
but I will say
there is more pleasure for both of us
because we have just met.
Inspire Me for 30 Days, Day 13