
A butterfly haiku. Back in mid October, we had some visitors who matched our orange lantana that was still in bloom.
they stopped by, briefly
on the way to Mexico
Monarchs on the move.


A butterfly haiku. Back in mid October, we had some visitors who matched our orange lantana that was still in bloom.
they stopped by, briefly
on the way to Mexico
Monarchs on the move.


she lives in the woods
and roams the rolling prairie
a hunted hunter

early autumn snow
chills the aging apple tree
leaves briskly falling

autumnal breezes
crisp as vibrant foliage
across the bright sky

the chilled morning fog
rises to the warming sun
reflecting fireside
Through the Lord’s mercies we are not consumed, because His compassions fail not. They are new every morning; great is Your faithfulness.
Lamentations 3:22-23 (NKJV)

good news of great joy
one cloudy autumn Sunday
sunlight through stained glass
But the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid. I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people. Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is Christ the Lord.”
Luke 2:10-11 (NIV)

through the morning mist
he walks across sodden leaves
into the silence

good till the last leaf
fall foliage painted dance
sky flutter carpet

wind rakes dusty leaves
across an empty courtyard
*constructive conflict
*If one intends to lead, they must bring their people along with them. Otherwise, it’s just a lonely walk.