Feb 102012
 

The thump
of
the ball
mimics
the beat
of his
players’
heart

Eyes focus
on
the clock
he smiles
and knows
to play
fast and
smart

Muscles
strain
the floor
three feet
below
his feet
then – the
shot

Perfect
aim
buzzer
goes off
three points
to win;
help me
God

Dec 212011
 

last years’
cold
that gripped my
iron heart
– no more
than a
thought

now winter’s
come
but finds no
hold
in the
love He’s
wrought

Aug 302011
 

I see the smallest
insignificant things
that I had forgotten
and the memories
all come flooding back

Each and every one
stored away long ago
puts a smile on my face
how blessed am I for
sad reflections lack