January 2, 2023 Slow, let this year Pass slow – As a peaceful brook Let it flow. Not like a great river, That makes haste for the sea, A...

26 May 2023 Reflecting on Malcolm Guite’s “The Christian Plummet” this poem came to me as I was sitting with my children, but in the back...

Written at sunrise on Edisto Beach. July 2023 Though not seen, I hear you. Your sled dragging the sand. Awakened at first light, You come...