Elvis said his first two-syllable word today – tractor. He is possibly the cutest thing on the planet, even cuter than labrador puppies. My mom took a short video clip of him, Lydia, my dad, and me sitting on the couch looking through a tractor book. It will go on Facebook sometime soon… if FacebookContinueContinue reading “2009 Writing Resolution”
Author Archives: Sarah M. Wells
Happy New Year!
I just ventured into Google to find out where I’m popping up these days (as my maiden name – the married version pulls up too many hits), and was sorely disappointed not to see Sarebear’s Sentral Spot appearing anymore. So, I dug up the old account and password, which, embarrassingly enough, is the same passwordContinueContinue reading “Happy New Year!”
Pruning Burning Bushes – in Relief: A Quarterly Christian Expression
Issue 2.4 of Relief: A Quarterly Christian Expression came today in the mail, and in it, my first published poem. Look at me, I’m a poet. Ah ah ah.Pruning Burning BushesI am over-pruning burning bushesthat border my front porch on Morgan,cutting back two-thirds of growthto trigger recovery from the trunk up.Horticulturalists wince as I sawthroughContinueContinue reading “Pruning Burning Bushes – in Relief: A Quarterly Christian Expression”
Hymn of Skin
Hymn of Skin*POOF!*
The Merciful Gardener
The Merciful Gardener“Come, see a man who told meeverything I ever did.” – John 4:29It feels as if I’ve been buried hereforever, dehydrated, covered in dirt,a crocus stagnant and frozen with scaleswrapped tight and tunic pointing skywardwaiting for signs of spring. And nowwater trickles down, sunbeams warm the soil,I can feel myself changing, breaking!All I’veContinueContinue reading “The Merciful Gardener”
Snow in Auburn
Snow in Auburn More than once I have heardyour frosty winter promise whispered,the fire crackle of your laughter,felt your sorrow falling with the snapof heavy branches in the woods.Eternity, you roar so loudit wakes me from my sleep; I standby the slamming screen door and stare,wind sudden, deliberate, constant,each gust stirring the empty field.Though annualsContinueContinue reading “Snow in Auburn”
Hope
It has been a crazy week around A-town. The returning theme, however, has been hope. Put your hope in the Lord – nothing else can save, nothing else can be counted on, nothing else is permanent or solid or steadfast or true. God insists in his word that we have a hope and a futureContinueContinue reading “Hope”
Defenseless
DefenselessPut on the full armor of God…You loosened your belt,let truth slide to the floor.You slipped off your sweater,threw it in the corner.Your feet were bare and prone to slip,legs uneasy, head dizzy…What if you’d been wearing a helmet?What if you had had a swordto wave at that demon who luredyou toward the window,who promisedContinueContinue reading “Defenseless”
Consider the Sparrows
Consider the SparrowsSo many come, Dad hides behind a blindwith birdshot and a rifle in the grain field.They scatter, land, scatter, land. I hear themchirping through the boom, watch their flightripple like cotton sheets lifted in the wind.A sparrow’s egg on concrete – the yolkseeping through the fracture – makes me stopto look from brokenContinueContinue reading “Consider the Sparrows”
Gimme All Your Lovin’
Is there anything more moving than your child saying, “I love you too, Mom”? Is there? What could be better than saying goodnight and I love you and getting that reply? This is why we change diapers. This is why we cook meals and then make peanut butter and jelly sandwiches when they don’t wantContinueContinue reading “Gimme All Your Lovin’”
Sarah Marie Wells 