She kept the flowers of memory alive by watering them with her tears. - John Mark Green
Saturday, February 7, 2026
Monday, February 2, 2026
Still Held - A Grief Poem
Sometimes there are no right words.
We just sit with those who are grieving.
Thursday, January 29, 2026
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Wednesday, January 21, 2026
Monday, January 19, 2026
Reading the Obituaries of Stars - Poem
This new poem explores some recurring themes in my writing: mystery, wonder, and existential questions. I hope you like it.
Tuesday, January 13, 2026
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Life Is Breath on Windowpanes
Life is breath on windowpanes, we trace our hearts into the gray, while knowing time will fade it all away. - John Mark Green
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With grief, there are no right words. Only the quiet presence of those who care. 💙 -
I'm happy that couples have been using this poem as part of their wedding celebrations, and I'm grateful to the wedding websites Lov...
