Friday, June 13, 2025
"Norm!"
Thursday, June 12, 2025
“Look, Look!”
A
deluge last night dumped five inches of rain at our home!
As
soon as our cloudy morning allowed, I grabbed my iPhone for the first round of
pictures. By tomorrow, the drenched clover out front, along with various plants
and flowering bushes, should burst into even more color. Nature’s renewal cleansed
my flagging spirit.
I
am sad.
I
am hurt.
I
am frustrated.
I
am anxious.
I
am lost.
Yet
one night of thunder and lightning, of rain washing away the sins of the world,
fills my soul with hope again.
Copyright 2025 Elizabeth Abrams Chapman
Wednesday, June 11, 2025
"Who Hurt You?"
Your protective barrier
blocks your humanity
It defends your
liberties by oppressing those you fear
It allows you to shriek,
“Unfair! Unfair!” while your child dies alone
It enfolds you within
your fake holiness
It weaves your soul into
heartless cruelty
Who made you so
scared all the time?
Who betrayed your
wants and needs?
Who cheated and broke
your heart?
Who corrupted your compassion?
Who hurt you?
Copyright 2025 Elizabeth Abrams Chapman
