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Tag: poetry
A Corrie Poem: A Day
There will come a day, as days come and days fade, when i look at the walls after I walk through the double doors to pick up my son from his elementary school.
Fill Up the Empty Chair for Thanksgiving
Some say empty chairs remain empty all around tables in remodeled kitchens with the island where someone's son ate breakfast. A bar stool sits empty. I arranged flowers this morning for Corrie's room, her spot at the table, and a centerpiece. "Remember me" is a common thought of some who read Bibles and then wonder… Continue reading Fill Up the Empty Chair for Thanksgiving
Of Backpacks and Hymn Books
Gold, despite what some say, doesn't just come from mines.
Will You Know her Name?
... when I hear Beethoven's "Moonlight Sonata, it is the soundtrack playing inside of me for the loss of a legend: the light, the imp, and angel far from where I can see."
Flipping the Nightmare: A Halloween in Reverse
“Mommy, sing me a song, and not about a raven or a nevermore. Sing about where we fly and about my new wings.”
The Greatest Purpose to Write
Just like my son, Corrie was a person you could not just walk away from
Ham Biscuits
Don't promise me when you know, I know, there are no guarantees that the mountain leaves will still cling to trees if we drive up this weekend. A weekend is a hope and a promise; a date when they promise to send you a check. Did you ever wait in a place for someone to… Continue reading Ham Biscuits
Misconceptions of Hurricanes: A Poem
There are misconceptions from the moment I wake up. I may appear as the sun shows up on a given day, but shiver in flip flops, jeans, and a thin blue rain jacket when hurricane winds begin to strike the coast. I was not made one way, but changed the moment a hurricane struck the… Continue reading Misconceptions of Hurricanes: A Poem
The Writing for Corrie’s First Poetry Collection is Done
Relief sets in on an artist when he or she says, "It's done." Some of us take longer. Some projects are shorter. In my life, I've written three full novels. Those are the manuscripts I completed. Two were the warm ups to the third on which I spent seven years. "Son" is an excerpt from… Continue reading The Writing for Corrie’s First Poetry Collection is Done
Corrie's Season 