Pondering The Poetic Heart

Pondering the Poetic Heart is a place to guide our spirits into place of contemplative rest. As a poet, I long to encourage you to find hope and healing through the process of reflecting on God, love, life, and all things that capture the spirit through the written word.

In the month of November, I will lead us through a time of thanksgiving through my 30 Days of Thanksgiving Poems. In December we will ring the bells of Christmas. There will also be other times through the year when we will celebrate love, just for fun poetry, and more. I pray this will be a place of loving contentment for all of us.

Simply Breathing Thanks

Simply Breathing Thanks

Sometimes we make things too complicated. We carry burdens too hard to bear we are not meant to. In these days of hardship and trials, may we remember to stop, listen, and breathe thanks to the Lord simply for giving us each day.

My Shelter

My Shelter

A quick poem of thankfulness to God my Refuge, my Strength, my Safe Place.

Be merciful to me, O God, be merciful to me! For my soul trusts in You; And in the shadow of Your wings I will make my refuge, Until these calamities have passed by. Psalm 57:1

When Roots Run Deep

When Roots Run Deep

Psalm chapter 1 assures us when we are truly blessed when we live a Godly life, we meditate on God’s word day and night, then we will be like a tree planted by streams of water that brings forth fruit. Our leaves will not wither, and we will prosper.

With the sure foundation of God’s word, we are rooted and grounded in the love of God, giving us the strength to live each day.

I can't wait to hear your thoughts on this poem and what it means to you...

Bookstore Wonderings

Bookstore Wonderings

There are two places I get creative in the most. Bookstores and Chick-fil-A. Here's my latest creation upon wandering around aimlessly in a bookstore recently. What gets your creative juices flowing? Is there a special place or room that helps you?

Where Have All My Words Gone?

Where Have All My Words Gone?

Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path. Psalm 109:105

This poem is my song of lament to the Lord. I have tasted the dry dust of the desert the past few months, not able to find the “water of words” needed. Oh, don’t get me wrong. I have longed to sit and write, but I just couldn’t seem to find a creative bone in my body.

In all transparency though, it helps to drink of the Living Water. Something I have been struggling to do.

The Ivy Door

The Ivy Door

This year feels a bit like a gift. Maybe a wonder. I’ve been opening it carefully, unwrapping one side at a time. Peeking inside, trying to figure out what God has for me this year to learn, to do, to be, and to go.
My word for this year is healing. Spiritually, physically, mentally. I turn 49 in a couple of months and I want to enter my next decade of life in a good space. As I prayed about this word and asked God what Bible verse might go with it, He led me to Isaiah 40:31.

Incline My Ear

Incline My Ear

*Incline: cause to bow down, bend, wear away. Instructing us to pay attention, focus on, concentrate on the wisdom of God’s Words. Bend your ear. Listen closely.

Mine ears
Though deaf in this world
Listen for Your words
Softly, whispering
My name.
Closing my eyes
In prayer
I turn my ear to You
Straining to hear
Your sweet voice.

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