hearts, image by Pezibear, on Pixabay A cento is a poem made from lines written by other poets. To me, it is a way of remembering the...

Waiting for Dawn Silky webs stretching in sunrise Capture foggy mist. Diamonds on string Worn by sagging telephone line Delicate prayers...

Easter Where are the women who mourned, the men who whipped him along the way? Where are the soldiers who divided his clothing among...

Parable Mountain I call to you in my high places where it is easy to forget your name. I call to you in lower places, where the...

Vocation Praises climb my spine, through the throat, buzz inside cheeks, adjust my heading. ~LA Felleman Currently, LA is an accountant...

On Brothers, Journeys, and Faith Beyond that corner, beyond my neighborhood, besides my town and roads abroad, even above these clouds...

MY HIKE IN THE WILDERNESS Three days of hiking with only bottled water is penance enough for one lifetime, the path littered with opera and

~Cindy Bousquet Harris Cindy Bousquet Harris is a poet and a licensed marriage and family therapist. Her poems can be found in Eclectica,...

Spirit Surfing Surely you know that you are God’s temple Tonight, moonlight silvers dunes and shells. The surf chills bare feet....

The Garden There were trees in the garden, They flourished in the wind, Placed there with love, Each to the others companion and friend....

Untitled There was a hymn in the night clouds in the sky sailing like great ships and the moon was full, ablaze with light. The entire...

Incendiary So many small lights banishing night. Beeswax, white Small, lit column by row In round burnished copper holders melts into...

Crystal Tear Have you ever been in bed awake in awe over someone or worry with wonder until daybreak Have you ever had a tear that welled...

Into Discovery When you have risked it all just to have a taste. When you have feasted on victory, and swallowed defeat. When you've...

SINKER 6 year-old neophyte angler begins his journey after daybreak surf fishing with his Father vacant beach Jersey shore steadies the...

Praise In cathedrals and churches, abbeys and convents; in the small chapels on the top of the mountains; in pilgrimages and spiritual...

“I’m Just Passing Through This World” A soul steeped in Christ, eyes closed the last time, Left this broken world to soar above. He...

Lord, only You can... Turn my pain Into power Makes things in my life sweet That's gone sour Who can provide for me Like You did...

The Name Name so holy, none could speak, nor hope to venture near. Astounding, that the awesome One would choose to meet us here. To...

Those days The patterns on my bed sheet Take me back to those days When I used to sit In a nearby park With feelings of emptiness But the...