Words are the heartbeat of my life. I cannot remember a time before them, nor can I escape their captivating power. I find words life-giving in all forms, whether I'm reading them, listening to them, or writing them myself. They are capsules in time that keep living, breathing, and multiplying long after we are gone. … Continue reading Of Words, War, and Rumors of War
Author: Brianna
Colorado Aspen Gold
I breathe in the mountain smell. The hoarfrost gleams in the first light beamsat Maroon Bells.And we are walking through the leaves,cornflakes underfeet, Polartec fleece,I'm falling for you deep.Don't want to go.Just want to stay here with you, letting this feeling grow.I don't knowwhere this is headed or how far we're gonna go.You might be … Continue reading Colorado Aspen Gold
What Tony Saw
We have an old friend from Canada named Tony. My husband first met him on a hut-to-hut ski tour long before the two of us were an item. When I met Tony for the first time, I didn’t really expect him to become a meaningful person in my own life. But I love Tony. He … Continue reading What Tony Saw
The Plea of the Lamb
Half of the world is hopeful and drunkwhile the other half burns to the ground.Sipping on cocktails and telling the tall taleswhile survivors sweep ash off new burial mounds.Deception hangs thick, the shofar blasts sound,the days of Noah counting us down.Glasses in hand, raise a toast to the future, glazing right over the forbodeing picturewhile … Continue reading The Plea of the Lamb
Babies in Caskets
It doesn't matter what side you're on. Babies should rest safely in the arms of their mothers. Toddlers should play happily in the sunshine. No one deserves to be captured, tortured, murdered, and returned to home, locked in a casket months after their first breath. Those precious little boys. Their mom. Is she alive? Does … Continue reading Babies in Caskets
Two Precious Stones 