Tag Archives: free verse

Another New Year

Posted on January 2, 2023 by apronheadlilly

N ow is the time to take stock, to E valuate choices made—to right W rongs, to plan a way forward that Y earns to see others needs as E ven more important than the A ll-consuming passions of the … Continue reading →

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Collector of Words

Posted on November 7, 2022 by apronheadlilly

I am a collector of words, a hoarder of fractured phrases. I scribble in the margins of my life words wild and wonderful that shout a divine “wow.” Other words I grind down fine as they seep into my belly, … Continue reading →

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Betrayal

Posted on October 3, 2022 by apronheadlilly

I have been thinking about betrayal lately— the splintering of trust, the shattering of expectation. You go along, accumulating pieces of relationship, of mission; and you collect a colorful and varied panoply that looks like truth, feels like truth, and … Continue reading →

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My House is Haunted

Posted on May 27, 2022 by apronheadlilly

My house is haunted. I detect the wily ways she uses to move about, subtle but there, unnerving. My husband notices dishes that I have previously washed—meticulously, I might add—and they will have miniscule specks of baked on something or … Continue reading →

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After All This Time

Posted on February 22, 2022 by apronheadlilly

One day slips slowly by, minute by minute, filling up its hours. One life slips slowly by, hour by hour, day by day, filling up its limits, bounded by health and will and intersection with others on this human path; … Continue reading →

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Threads

Posted on January 7, 2022 by apronheadlilly

How fragile are these mortal threads that bind us to one another, friends and family. That water would be stronger than choices made, that blood would be thicker than trouble. But these silken filaments made strong in adversity from without … Continue reading →

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I Believe

Posted on January 5, 2022 by apronheadlilly

In the fog of moral confusion, in the grey of doubt and fear, when truth feels more like myth, assaulted by a pressing world with a million reasons not to believe, I believe. Faithfulness, truth. I hope in the promises … Continue reading →

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When I Was Young . . .

Posted on June 15, 2021 by apronheadlilly

When I was young, I dreamed big dreams of earth and sky, of progress and promise. Context was safety, and I was so safe as to not know what real danger even looked like. Though it would not have been … Continue reading →

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Purify

Posted on June 7, 2021 by apronheadlilly

When real life gives you murders, injustice, pain, vigilantism, discrimination, betrayal, and the myriad other destroyers of the human spirit, we rail, we protest, and we grieve . . . and yet, when we seek some respite from the real … Continue reading →

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The Silence of Saturday

Posted on April 20, 2019 by apronheadlilly

Do you hear the silence in the tomb—hard and lifeless—vacuous hopes of my heart buried in a borrowed grave with one who would save us? Do you hear the silence in the streets where palms, faded and brittle, blow to … Continue reading →

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