Pronouns
are like
water
While
not as
flavorful
As
other
beverages
It’s
a fresh
element
That’s
a big
deal
When
you try
living
Without
them
Pronouns
are like
water
While
not as
flavorful
As
other
beverages
It’s
a fresh
element
That’s
a big
deal
When
you try
living
Without
them
With Beth, he will recall when they both worked in the mall. Oh, the joy they shared as they wrapped the shoppers’ gifts. Folding and taping. They were blessed to meet and work the same hourly shifts.
WhistlingWhile wanderingSoloOn serene Saturday mornThrough the sleepy park.ListeningAs birds chirpFrom towering treetopsWhile the sun ascendsSilent mountain peaks.WatchingBirds glide in graceful patternsSilhouetted againstThe shimmering silvery sky.SingingSoftlyAlong to songsSerenading from theCar’s radio.WritingWisps of wordsWhispered to preserveThese precious,Peaceful moments. In this poem, you probably notice a pattern: I’ve leaned into using gerunds to begin each stanza. Gerunds, those…
It’s Time to Unplug Boredom sighs while setting her snare. Scrolling; swiping; clicking; liking; trolling; typing. Thumbprints blaze oily trails followed by Fatigued, dry eyes losing clear focus. Mother calls, “You need a break.” She proclaims, “It’s time to unplug.” The Alarming Reality The situation in schools is dire, with alarming data pointing to significant…
Change can be a lightning rod for complaints, sure. But as I reflect on the dramatic shifts in our city’s heart—where once stood malls now lies a thriving center—I can’t help but feel a surge of affection for this new Salt Lake City.
A pocket camera snapped my heart’s delight,
Light captured time on rolls of film.
How do you balance honesty, accountability, and grace when difficult conversations arise?