I Want to Meet You

 It has been long my friend; I want to meet you
And speak with one another face to face
Throw open the door widely and greet you
Standing here together in the same space
Thus the threshold becomes a holy place
Where we can freely laugh and weep: converse
Knowing we’ve o’ercome the very worst



Written for dVerse. This is my attempt at a Chaucerian stanza, a seven line poem in iambic pentameter. Writing in meter has never been my strong point, so it's far from prefect. I think though, we are all eager to see each other in real life.

If you have the inclination, you are invited to join members and friends of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints on April 10 in Fasting and Prayer for relief from COVID-19. Everyone is welcome to participate.

How to Read a Book

Photo by 🇸🇮 Janko Ferlič on Unsplash

It’s a quest to pick just the right book
as you search through every nook
running your fingers over the spine.
Does the title sound sublime?
is the cover so faded it’s hard to view,
or is it crisp and bright and new?

When you finally pull the tome off the shelf
and hide away with just the book and yourself
do the words erupt and leap off the page,
or are the characters all hiding backstage?
Where are you going as the pages flip by
while alone upon your couch you lie?

Now that your journey’s begun
there’s work to do before you’re done.
For you’ve become both jury and judge
opinions are forming; will they budge?
Does it please you, or do you learn?
Will you set it aside before the last page turns?

Each and every book is change
no matter how large the range,
they cause your thoughts to readjust.
Inspiring doubts; creating trust.
So will you venture into the fray
and learn how you will change today?



Looking for a life changing book? Try The Book of Mormon: Another Testament of Jesus Christ.

Blue Geyser

for dVerse

Geyser erupts throwing white on the sky

As if the water turned cloud against the blue

Hangs for a moment and then with a sigh

Falls back to the sapphire from whence it flew

Where indigo ripples bubble anew

Until the last ring fades and all is still

Leaving the heated turbulence tranquil