Saturday, January 31, 2015

Postcard # 14

Tumbling Water
Decaying Building

It’s all fall

But the mountains stand tall.
If they would move,

God is still our refuge and strength.

God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble.  Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea.
                                                                               Psalm 46:1-2

Friday, January 30, 2015

Postcard # 13

Oh My!

The happy black bear 
dances through the dandelions,
spilled yellow paint 
across the valley floor. 
He thinks he found the yellow brick road.
He looks for lions,
and Dorothy.
Oh my!

Thursday, January 29, 2015

Postcad # 12


The word “color” seems
 to stand out in Colorado today,
Not just red, 
but blues, white, silver, grays,
oranges, purples, yellows, greens,
painting my soul,
allowing it to sing in harmony
with God and the angels.  

Wednesday, January 28, 2015

Postcard # 11


Strap on skis
Grab poles and push off
Heart races
Snow flies out
Mountain scenery speeds by
You made it!
Stop and look back and up
As the ant-like skiers approach

Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Postcard # 10

Paint me a picture with words
Sing me a song with colors
Tell me a story with melody
And I’ll dance to the music of your soul. 

Monday, January 26, 2015

Postcard # 9


M ajestic mountains
O verlook a fertile valley
U nder a cloudy sky
N ew wild flowers spring up
T elling of their creator
A wesome, amazing, beautiful
I worship Him gladly
N ow, in the solitude of a
S unlit collage of wonder

Sunday, January 25, 2015

Postcard #8

Little Blessings

In situations as harsh as the highest mountains,
 it’s the little things,
 like wildflowers, butterflies and bird songs 
that brightens a person’s day. 

When Dad had Alzheimer’s, 
he forgot it wasn’t manly 
to say, “I love you,” 
or bring roses from the garden.