Daily Thought

Over the last couple weeks, I started a habit of writing one line in a small journal every night. The line is usually something I was thinking about several times during the day, but occasionally it's just a random idea or question that popped into my head while I was trying to think of something…

Christina Rossetti

Right now I’d like to highlight a favorite poetess of mine, Christina Rossetti. I dug out her verses from among the poetry shelf in my room, and rediscovered how much I enjoy her topics and talent. Many children are introduced to her classic “Who Has Seen the Wind?” poem, although she’s also famous for “In…

Birds (Haiku)

While I may have won some prize money from the HSLDA Poetry Contest last year, I did not win anything this year. So you can bet the winners produced some absolute bangers to shove me out of the competition. 😉 In all seriousness, though, I'm sure the winning entries were fantastic, and I can't wait for them to show…

Rock and Ice (Part 3/3)

I meant to have this published a week or two ago, but here we are now. Alex Honnold’s “Antarctica” was nowhere near the South Pole. Instead of the “frore moor” that the polar explorers confronted, Honnold chose to challenge himself in the balmy Yosemite National Park in California, USA. Honnold himself said he likes to…

I’m Sorry I Could Not Keep Thee Warm

In November, my cat presented a mouse to me. This was not unusual, except this mouse was still alive. This would have been nothing if said mouse had not been a baby unable to survive on its own. Even this would have been uneventful had I not been a completely soft-hearted individual who couldn't bear…

Lazarus Dreams — Poem

Recently, I entered HSLDA's annual, nationwide poetry contest, for the third or fourth time. I submitted three poems to be judged, waited the long couple of months for the judging, then grinned my face off the whole day when I discovered I won not only SECOND place, but also THIRD place. The third poem is…

Skhizien – a Poem

My brother wanted me to write something "dark, brooding, and a little creepy," so I dashed off this poem for him. I think he wanted to see if I could write anything legitimately unhappy. After reading this, he told me, "Um, this is a little bit darker than I meant." I disagree. This isn't that…

Living Martyrs

[A note going in: I am a Christian of sorts – meaning I believe without reserve that everything in the Bible is true, and that the God of the Bible never changes. I don’t do things “normal” Christians do, like Easter or Christmas, because I don’t find them in the Bible. I call Jesus “Yeshua,”…