Poems, Personal Stories, and Observations

Archive for July, 2016

Tell Me Your Story

What is in your heart?
I cannot know,
Except through long years,
And even then, my picture is incomplete.

What can we know of others?
Only by what they say and do,
But mostly by what they do.

How can I know you?
Will I ask you many questions?
Will you lie or tell the truth?

How can I live with you,
Unless we are both honest,
Although honesty can hurt.

How can I love you
Unless I know you?

How can I know you
Unless you share your heart?

How can I love you? —
Tell me your story —
That may be the start.

Book Review: Vikings at Dino’s

My friend Will Duquette has written a fun, frolicking, time-travel fantasy novel entitled Vikings at Dino’s: A Novel of Lunch and Mayhem. The hero, a small man for his age, endures encounters with Vikings, ancient Romans, and Mongols, all within his own little American town of Corey’s End. Or are these invaders really who they seem to be? And the poor man never seems to be able to eat his lunch in peace.

There’s danger, adventure, romance, and a thread of humor throughout the hero’s first person narrative. What more could you ask for? The violence, barely hinted at (no gory details), is of the comic-book type, mainly there to create the conflict and challenges for the hero.

Did I mention that the hero is a software engineer? Computer geeks and other assorted nerds should have no trouble relating to this story. This includes my husband and 23-year-old son, who both enjoyed the novel.  (They might object to my classification of them, though.)

Perhaps my only quibble with the book is that the author makes the Roman types seem nicer than what I know of ancient Romans; for example, they perfected the practice of crucifixion (although it seems to have begun with the ancient Persians).

At any rate, when you’re small for your age … anything can happen.  Well worth the read.

Longing for God’s Love

I seek in the silence
A word from You,
The key to my existence.

For once,
There are no voices around me.

I try to listen …

I beat against the doors
Of Your heart —
Will You let me in?

Or perhaps it’s the other way —
Will I let You in?

I seek for Your answer,
I wait for Your voice,
I hope for Your love.

I struggle and strain
To find You, to know You;
It will not be in vain.

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