Author Archives: Sarah
Baby Birds about to Fly
What am I?
Hard shell. Soft shell. Molded plastic. Plastic-coated cardboard. Their telltale shape declares what magic they contain. The gentle feminine curves revealing the carrier to be musically inclined. I’ve seen them in cars, restaurants, airplanes. In all varieties of travel. I have seen them being held by the handle, cross shoulder by the strap, worn asContinue reading “What am I?”
Inheritance, 2015
Jacob the Man
Jacob the Man Jacob, the man, has turned 21 When help is needed to you he runs. Not away, but towards the fire, To fear no captive he. His prayers ascend from his lips, his movements match his love. Present and aware, He fully enters in. And when all is safe, he’ll sit satisfied and true,Continue reading “Jacob the Man”
awakened
Off plane, we catch a taxi, diesel fumes assault my nose, Twitching and inhaling as if awakened from a doze. The mind alert and smiling, enjoying each new sense We have left Oklahoma and I’m five in Great Britain. She walks me over London to parks some with water, some just green. She takes usContinue reading “awakened”
Rubbings
I look at a brass rubbing my grandmother made over 40 years ago. She was living in England at the time. Immortalized in a photo, she smiles at the camera. While she was still living she and I had found it buried in a box with a bunch of others. She had me tape itContinue reading “Rubbings”
For Want of a Father’s Prayer the Kingdom was Lost
(My version, Oct. 25th, 2014) For want of a prayer the father was lost. For want of a father the mother was lost. For want of a mother the child was lost. For want of a child the dream was lost. For want of a dream the hope was lost. For want of hope the battle was lost. For want of the battle the family’s kingdom wasContinue reading “For Want of a Father’s Prayer the Kingdom was Lost”
These last six months…
Our only son has been in a foreign country working on a ranch with two families. It has been their life’s work. He, some young blood to get some physical jobs done. He comes home Friday and if it is in the Lord’s plan, if he arrives safely and on time, I will get to see hisContinue reading “These last six months…”