Internal Geography

Thank you to everyone reading from more than fifty countries. This blog has always been about the inner world — the storms, the deserts, the caves, the oceans we carry inside us. Wherever you’re reading from, I invite you to walk these inner landscapes with me and share in the journey they reveal. If you’ve…

Internal Geography:

I am so excited to announce the publication of my newest poetry collection!

Little Fubu

Her little arms and hands, Extend in my direction, Her smile widens, My eyes brighten, Little Fubu so sweet and mild, Her love I feel, Though I knew we must part, My heart eternally extended, To little Fubu, A daughter of my heart, Her orphan face, Her eyes I see in my dream, Her bite…

Arise

Arise, arise, arise, Arid Arabian ghost of the night, Thief garbed in white, Blackened forged scimitar, Sharp point with viper tongue, Arise, arise, arise, Arid Arabian prince of might, Royal hand decorated in splendor, Power held in rings, Voiced by royal decree, Arise, arise, arise, Arid Arabian whisper on the wind, More powerful than the…

Grain of Sand

Time will tell, as sand drifts away, One day, to return and settle, Once, where humans lay, No matter where the hands of the clock, Hands playing timeless lyre, Ticking by, as lies by bright lit fire, Grains, settling into the universe, A piece of matter, never better, Its brother’s and sisters, in unknown numbers,…

Crazy May

Found myself one day, Traveling the wrong way, Tires melted on hot asphalt highway, Sun bearing down cracking dry clay. Jesus I pray, Save me from this dream like haze, Spare me don’t let me fall victim to this maze, Give me strength to face this craze, I couldn’t do it without your amazing, Grace…

Mustard Seed of Life

Entranced in life, I sprout like a mustard seed, So small and strong, Brushed about the ground by wind and storm, Lightening flashes all about, My house made on sand sliding all about, Carried through the desert, Beak breaking through, Dropping me among a throng of stones, Still unable to take root, God’s finger moves…