It’s a miracle they say. The treatment healed the scans revealed All traces of cancer are gone. It’s a miracle they say. Despite the wreckage they walked away From the accident without harm. But what of those I say Whose disease consumes their bodies That fade before their loved ones eyes? What of those I
Month: May 2023
Why is it such heresy to speak of God as magical? For what is creation but supernatural? What are our prayers but sacred spells? What is life but mystery? Karri Temple BrackettMay 22, 2023
The compass can sense the direction and show North, south, east, or west. It cannot tell me which direction to go For that the heart knows best. Karri Temple BrackettMay 22, 2023
In the days before, I would play in the dirt, No obsession with cleanliness or fear of germs. In the days before, I would create in the mud, The hitch of a trailer both a mold and a place for my sculptures to dry. In the days before, I would design tiny dams, Using twigs
Representative Of all You, me, her, him, them God’s promise Beyond our ingrained preconceptions Inclusive of everyone Vowing to press on until all humankind experiences equality. Karri Temple BrackettMay 20, 2023
Birthdays, holidays, and every days Each season has its joys and its sorrows. Each year passing more quickly than you can imagine Until yesterdays are what were once our tomorrows. Karri Temple BrackettMay 20, 2023
In a chair… On a beach… By the gulf… Only the seagulls for company. Waves breaks… Gulls cry… Breezes blow… As the shore restores my soul. Karri Temple BrackettMay 16, 2023
Once the temp and humidity climb Each year in early May. I stay inside, let the A/C provide ‘Cause it’s hot both night and day! I’d love to be the type of girl Who enjoys fun in the sun. But if I’m sweating, I ain’t getting Much of anything done! Karri Temple BrackettMay 14, 2023
Swirling, rising, settling, obliterating any sense of direciton or distance. I stumble forward then back again. Not sure which way to turn, where to go, or what to do. Fully consumed by the fog of this day, these decisions, these choices, these reponsibilities. So I stop to get my bearings, To orient myself in the
Kinship…next of kin….family….relations Whether biology or by choice The people who support and sustain us Are our kinfolk. With you I share a bloodline And with you a common interest But we are connected in some way Kindred spirits in a discordant world. Karri Temple BrackettMay 12, 2023 Photos below from a gallery in Crystal