Sunday Magnolia

Sunday Magnolia is written about the great magnolia tree at the First Baptist Church in the small South Georgia town where I grew up. My friends and I would play for hours underneath her canopy, creating worlds of our own.

As children we’d play for hours
In the shade of an enormous magnolia
In the yard at First Baptist Church…

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Resurrection's Song

Resurrection’s Song is a poem more about the passing of my grandmother and the grief that ebbs and flows through the seasons, than the tree in my backyard where her wind chimes hang. I hear them outside my window now, as I type…

The cold air undressed you
Left you bare, exposed to the freezing rain and blistering wind of December
And in the distance a train whistle blows…

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