Morning Strikes

“…. even when the morning gently wakes,   no matter what, the dawn will always break….” A poem about my great adversary: the alarm clock

My Heart in Your Hand

“….If I will trust you, it will be total   or not at all….” A poem about faith, trust, and a cat

“…. A vastness, Dark as the sun is bright,  Seeps, Between the atoms of time Into the Mystery….” A contemplation of the unknowable vastness of God

“That stars come into this world alone is true,   but it is also a lie….” A poem in awe of the universe

“Why does my Lord sleep  When I call out His name?….” A poem about calming the storm

“…. actuality I now suspend, For I will not accept sticker’s decay….” A poem about the tragedy of losing a sticker

“O, how I long to see the stars, Mama….” A poem about a baby reaching for the stars