I wrote this poem for the Dayton Christian Scribes newsletter and received compliments so thought I would share here with you as well. Enjoy! Looking back upon the past year,brings to mind much sorrow and cheer.Changes and challenges aboundas escalates, the rising soundof crowds watching the New Year ballglittering as confetti falls. Gain and loss… Continue reading A New Year’s Scales
Elvish Ruckus
Elves around the yule log singing merrily; one pokes at the fire, which sparks it scarily. Others start to push, and then shove others mercilessly. Some begin to cry and yell, shouting extremely loudly. They wake the reindeer in the barn who begin to bay ragingly. Lights flicker on in the cabin; the snow reflects… Continue reading Elvish Ruckus
Happy 2020!
Hello friends! People keep posting about their goals for the new year as they look back upon the last, and I decided I wanted to do that too!. The past year held a few "firsts" for me, which at my age is a bit surprising. In 2019, the good things I did: -submitted a full… Continue reading Happy 2020!
Yule (an Acrostic Poem)
You're Unforgettable. Love, Emmanuel
Happy Holidays!
This year has brought many changes for me and my family. If you've been following my journey, you'll know that I've been focusing more and more on art, and the truth is, that's where my heart is. "A Heart in Art" became the new motto for my website. Sadly, we lost my father-in-law this summer.… Continue reading Happy Holidays!
Emmanuel (an Acrostic Poem)
Every one in the world May have a gift this Christmas Most will doubt the validity And offer up resistance, but No one is excluded from Unconditional acceptance Even when they don't accept themselves. Love, hope, and peace in Jesus.
The Gift
"It's time!" Sheila announced to the room as she pointed at the clock. "Let the party start!" She pulled a Christmas popper apart, releasing a handful of confetti into the air. Everyone laughed and then chairs shuffled and drawers slammed as my coworkers closed up for the Christmas break. I closed my tabs on the… Continue reading The Gift
The Boy (a Petrarchan Sonnet)
***This is a sonnet in the form of ABBA ABBA CDECDE*** When King Herod called the money changer To count all the people across the land From Galilee Sea to Bethlehem sand Baby boys were born in extreme danger. Wisemen came from distant countries stranger While sleeping lowly shepherds took a stand When an angel… Continue reading The Boy (a Petrarchan Sonnet)
Dawn Marie Paul 