Blue Danube

When Fawny walks alone, and she walks alone often, she keeps the river on her left and the levee on her right, so she won’t get lost.  But on this day when the levee curves at the bend near the university, she wanders into a stand of cottonwood trees and passes through an invisible curtain … Continue reading Blue Danube

Guardian Angel

In the crowded jumble of black and khaki-colored jackets and coats, olive green knit caps and brown gloves, Nick’s eyes were drawn to a woman in a royal blue trench coat, an orange and yellow floral scarf wrapped around her head and neck.  She was neither young nor thin, but gazing at her, he was … Continue reading Guardian Angel

Allow the Magic

A year ago Jean had a love affair with a man who moiled the river.  He was a lanky man, with a day’s growth of stubbly dark brown beard on his ruddy cheeks, a man with an easy laugh.  He’d come from a different era, a ghost from the gold rush, whom Jean had met in the … Continue reading Allow the Magic

Praise Poem

I want to wish everyone a peaceful Holy Week, and a Blessed Easter.  I wrote this poem a few months ago.  I'd seen another praise poem, written like this, designed so the reader would read the first column from top to bottom, and then come back up and read the second column.  I thought it … Continue reading Praise Poem

Loving Harvey: some Christmas musings

I wrote and published this piece six years ago, shortly after the death of a close friend.  I came across it this week, and honestly, I'd forgotten that I wrote this as a Christmas meditation.  The idea of surprise is becoming a theme for me this December.  Life deals us all some pretty unpleasant surprises … Continue reading Loving Harvey: some Christmas musings

grace: a surprise from the universe

This is a true story.  It happened several years ago, when I was still working full time. It was early on a Saturday morning when I set out with a long list of errands.  First up:  go to the ATM for cash so I could do the other errands! As I walked across the parking … Continue reading grace: a surprise from the universe

Angel Food

Written with my Thursday night group with the prompts:  Angels don’t have to eat but Gabriel likes it, he missed tasting food, it looked impossible, my first reaction, or “It looks impossible,” Gabriel admitted, “but remember,” he added, pausing for effect, “impossible is my bread and butter.” Rafael winced at his colleague.  It always came … Continue reading Angel Food