Poetry Project

  Sacred Spaces I walked by the fire pit today And I was remembering you there Bouncing a ball Melting my heart with your smile Enjoying the...

Greatest Comfort You hated when we left for church I could see a twinge of dread in your face We dressed up nice That's when you knew Bu...

  Double Dose of Grief Yesterday the second hammer fell. Not pregnant. Don't know how to take the news, it sapped away the little hope w...

  I wrote this years ago, I don't recall why or for whom. But God gave me words of comfort then, to help me grieve now. The Other Side o...

  Our sweet 19-month-old daughter, Julia Marie Aalseth, passed away suddenly on Mother's Day. I have written many poems over the last co...

A poem to reflect — specifically on the personhood of Jesus and if my understanding of who Jesus is aligns with the actuality of Jesus. ...

R.I.P. Ahmaud Arbery  Ear buds check, Keys check, Nike’s check, Off through my neighborhood To get my heart and lungs goi...