Safe in Grace #devotion

pink lily

encompassed in sweet fragrance

held together by His grace

bold sunshine rises golden

each day you warm my face

I fear the passing days

you assure me with your love

so little within my grasp

all I have comes from God above

Do you have those days where you turn a corner and you lose your resolve? Is it hard some days to get out of bed and face trials, pain, recent loss? We are held together so lovingly tho at times it seems just a breath that suspends us and keeps us from falling into a pit of despair.

2 Corinthians 12:8-9 Three times I pleaded with the Lord about this, that it should leave me. But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me.

Hebrews 4:16 Let us then with confidence draw near to the throne of grace, that we may receive mercy and find grace to help in time of need.

The Thousandth Teardrop #poetry #pain #illness

As this posts I will be in surgery. I must remain hopeful…

I plead for a painless night

Relief an out of reach dream

serene sandy beach walk

ends in peals I scream

Endless days / more nights

I ponder walking off the pier

free fall into oblivion

but wait a sweet voice I hear

speaking silently

to my tear stained heart

the words that are spoken

placed not in the dark

the deepest night

proceeds the most glorious dawn

“light is on the way”

with that your words were gone

the pain it wont take flight

but I harken for a voice

I will not lose this fight

Behind the Bumper #poetry

On the road of life there are sunshine days and their are exhaust filled bumps in the road. Yet each day is an adventure in a Studebaker

It was a perfect no bumps

breeze blowing hair

California reality


kick off shoes 

dip them in the stream of life

childish glee



blow out in my rubber existence

stop can you help?


on bent knees

before the chrome bent image

 I am behind you!


bump bump

as my limbs rattle

against the gravel of despair


breathing hatred’s exhaust

leave me

on the side of the road




bump bump bump…

Photographic Images:  Selection from “Oldies but Goodies Studebaker Series” L. Moon Copyright 2011

Nothing and Everything #poetry

Life ~

filled with nothing

bareness , no growth

light recedes into darkness

clouds and the wind reside here

yet always imagining

the taste of “everything”



breathe it

 like the finest scent

of roses

taste it …

a rich bouquet

the finest wine


sunshine and laughter

love -would- be -there


and then …

a glimpse from a vacant room

it was Everything

scenes from my dreams

hopes in my heart

it was you


Laughter yet sadness

sunshine and rain

flowers and harvest

our hands

mere millimeters away



whatever it was receded

as hope often does

 now my nothing

is more vacant

filled with pain

life without any possible


of you

Photo acknowledgement: D. Sharon Pruitt

“Bucket of Tears” by L. Moon 2010

I Woke Up ( Jingle Thursday Poet’s Rally week 14)

I woke up to the sound of rain last night

there was an unfamiliar fury

yet a known howl in the wind

I brushed sleep away

sensed the storm’s closeness

then realized-  it was inside

it was the  pounding of my heart

Why the fury, the uncertainty?

I reasoned, I probed

are we together-  am I alone?

will I ever be embraced again

The storm in my heart

is far from the end

I am weary of this toil

will clear skies ever

visit this heart again

Thanks for another rally week Jingle

Thanks for the photograph – Tony the Misfit (License Creative Commons)

Please Don’t Forget Me I’m in Haiti

Still Missing

Right now in Haiti there is a “round the clock” effort to find those still alive and trapped in the rubble. The hours are ticking away. Searchers know that time is not their friend. Family members are frantically posting pictures and names of those still missing.

My sister, her husband and their two young kids… Please oh please help us find them so my mom and I can actually sleep at night,” just one of  an overwhelming list of missing posted on an on-line message board.  (CNN)

It is a seemingly hopeless business. For every victory, there is a setback. With every recovery, there are many still missing. Those still hidden under the rubble are screaming out in their spirits – Dont Forget Me! I’m Here!

Is Hope Missing?

No (break). No chance. We will have to deal with new needs, new sufferings, new situation of hunger, new despair, new devastation.”  states Rev. Duken Augustin in an e-mail.    (Huffington Post: Nicholas Sabloff)

The news is sobering. Where does one look  for a piece of hope?

The hope is in the faithful rescue workers. Please don’t give up! Reach in, grab, search. Hurry the clock is ticking!

Thank You to all those who are searching and who are not giving up on those who would otherwise be forgotten. Take heart.


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