White Christmas
I’m dreaming of a white ChristmasJust like the ones I used to knowWhere the treetops glisten and children listenTo hear sleigh bells in the snow … . Uncle Joe was… Read More »White Christmas
I’m dreaming of a white ChristmasJust like the ones I used to knowWhere the treetops glisten and children listenTo hear sleigh bells in the snow … . Uncle Joe was… Read More »White Christmas
Plates jammed with meatloaf, collards, macaroni and cheese, steam rising in the air, the green, yellow and brown foods pushing up against each other, each flavoring the others, mingling the… Read More »A Cup of Cold Water
When my Uncle Glen was a child, he had gotten his sister, Aunt Frances, a Christmas present and had been very careful to keep it a secret from her. One day… Read More »A Little Lamp
Where have all the flowers gone?Long time passingWhere have all the flowers gone?Long time agoWhere have all the flowers gone?Girls have picked them every oneWhen will they ever learn?When will… Read More »Where have all the flowers gone?
Sincere thanks to guest contributor and friend, Darlene Swanson, for sharing her following homily with the KAE Writes community, originally preached August 20, 2017 at St. David’s Episcopal Church in… Read More »Jesus and the Canaanite Woman
God hurled a cosmic gift across the sky on Monday, August 21. Crickets and cicadas came to life. An eerie, organish light permeated the air. Streetlights came on at 2:47… Read More »Not Even the Hounds of Hell
Princess Diana called her sons from Paris shortly before she was killed in an automobile accident. Both of the boys cut the call short – they were eager to get… Read More »A Princess, a Friend, a Mother and a Father
An angel carved of stone. Meditation benches. A stone altar. Lush greenery — trees, shrubbery, flowers. Friends and family nestled in sacred soil. A carved St. Francis of Assisi. Quietude… Read More »The Good Earth
It turns out that if you kiss a Banana Slug, your lips will tingle. Yep, tingle. And if you go through with it, your reward is to become a member… Read More »To Kiss a Banana Slug
Hummingbirds keep us company throughout the spring, summer and early fall. And then they leave us for their long trips south. A woman writes to Dear Abby that her long-time… Read More »Ghosting