Divinity Dance

When we are one, it
is at the top of a peak —
it is quiet, silence and light
the air and temperature
is of no real importance —
a veil flows like a flag.
However there is no
bottom beneath us.

How I got there, unknown.
But at a moment, he
appears and we interlock.
He holds me and assures
I am whole and healed
for I am there, within him.



Notes,: this poem is free-verse, yet in the container of a Sonnet. It follows no rules like scansion, because this is a metaphysical conceit bound solely to beauty, built with the castle like form of a sonnet.

One Sun II

The sun consists of love
and light to become God’s
true nature. How could
our scientific lens
capture His full bloom?
Camera’s show light stream
from a bud – the world
now the beginning

creation — rather
when our spirit dances
it casts light over
the shadows, beauty
twirling into the heart
without fear, but glory.


note: I casted this Sonnet in Hexameter, with the envoy to juxtapose the Sestet casted in pentameter, however, hexameter used in line 10 and the penultimate. I was hoping for the expansiveness of God to come through with the breath, when reading the lines of hexameter. The use of prosody I did not fully deploy here, however, maybe another draft would prove it usefull. This is one of those poems that I have been working on for too long, so I am freeing it to see where it goes.

Math and Queries

At the ocean,
I counted waves.
Doubled my math with white caps. Then my hands cupped sand and the sum was lost. These infinite places.

In the city, it seems the only lights come from skyscrapers, which compared to other peaks and the infinte stars, can we really compare? Less than or greater than?

I wonder how many people we have loved or in love? Not only people we love, but things: animals, flowers, places, food, books… add up each beloved part within us? 

How many times have we victorified? Fill in the oval of types of victory.  How many times have we prayed? Fill in the oval of types of prayers. How many times for joy? Fill in oval.

Morphology and morpheme, see Neologism: victorified

A Sonnet to God

I had found a way in
with the sonnet, God,
in this glass vessel
of holy water –
reflecting the sun
while crystal rainbows
shined out into day –
divine assurance
//
unchanging deliverance
this almighty sound
in meter, this matter(s).
I will sing forevermore  –
a locket of light 
anchored in my heart.

God’s Children 3D Flipbook

Dear Readers:

God’s Children, Flip Book: This is a book of Children Poems I wrote and was illustrated by my daughter, Dahlia. The book consists of Sonnets, Hymns, Villanelles, Ballads, (Heroic) Couplets, Epigrams, Heterometric Rhymes, Odes, Biblical Free Verse, and other Forms of poetry, including ranges of prosody. It is appropriate for all ages.

It is mostly rhyming poetry and Christian based. Surely, I have not taken my verse to the Pulpit. Instead, I have composed contemporary poetry written for children with the message and fibers of Christian faith with its joy, kindness, peace and love with one’s self and others.

When you click on the link and flip through the pages, you may have to wait a minute for the images to upload. (Depending on your internet connection.) I hope you enjoy the book and I hope it inspires some of our children to enact on their own creative endeavors. It brought me great joy working with my daughter creating this book and I am super proud of her. The book was written for my daughter, and I also hope that every child knows how precious and sacred they are. 

Sincerely yours, Kate and Dahlia

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power

anything in your heart
that resides
that sings
that helps
that cherishes
that forgives

however, non violent

is possible
even finding the grace
to meet the heartless

your strength in love
is the warrior of night
and the charging white 
because that love
can defeat
and outlast
ten thousand men

for the crusader’s flag
is actually love
and the heartless
return to their faces

however,
you are loved
and have won the good fight
so find yourself
at this moment
perfect and loved as you are.

The beloved 
The adored
The cherished

God’s Children

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To follow nature
we hold our child’s
hand to God’s door. 
When this all matures
with the weeping willow
and the joy in heart flowers
we brush the Yellow Poplar
to find the green showing 

its vastness. From the beginning
with the sprouts in the greenhouse
to lovelit orchards: this life is grace.
The sun dances around the moon
as if dancing the movement of time.
It is here, I say to my child, Amen.

This is a Sonnet of mine, which I would love to see in my book project, God’s Children.