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Today I borrowed “my soul is joyful” and “swallows my smallness to magnify my awe” to create my poem about the power of joy and the word hallelujah.

Joy for Humanity (Day 2 of April’s #Verselove Writing)

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Today’s prompt: Write a Blitz Poem with 50 lines and follows the pattern of repetition.

Joy for Humanity

Honoring life’s complexities
Honoring grief and joy
Joy in moments
Moments of solitude
Moments of gratitude
Gratitude for life
Gratitude attitudes heal
Heal anxious doubts
Heal the broken-hearted
Broken-hearted grandparents
Broken-hearted students
Students missing school
Students who suffer
Suffer without interactions
Suffer at home
Home but lonely
Home isn’t safe
Safe is relative
Safe isn’t equitable
Equitable for whom
Equitable provisions fail
Fail education
Fail our children
Children within the gaps
Children starving for love
Love is an action
Love their teachers gave
Gave without expectations
Gave when exhausted
Exhausted is normalized
Exhausted rat-race life
Life prescribed in dosages
Life balanced on edges
Edges of insanity
Edges of faith
Faith to jump
Faith now wavering
Wavering into fear
Wavering back to God
God knows all
God sees all
All the wrong
All the grace
Grace during suffering
Grace for humanity
Humanity being tested
Humanity on hold
Hold for safety
Hold your breath
Breath is life

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