Writer. Photographer. Child of God
If you do not go with me, Do not send me up from here. I cannot bear to go alone. I need your hand to bring me home. If you do not go with me, Do not send me from this place. Be the lamp who guides my feet, Through laughter and the bittersweet. If you do... Continue Reading →
"I am cold." "Let me warm you." And he slipped off his jacket "I am tired." "Use my shoulder." And she fell comfortably to sleep "I am sad." "Let me hold you." And she wept and was comforted "I am frightened." "I'll protect you." And he shielded her from their blows "I am lost." "I... Continue Reading →
wistful(having or showing a feeling of regretful longing) restless(unable to relax or rest either emotionally or physically as a result of anxiety or boredom) lost(unable to find ones way, unable to cope with a situation) broken(having breaks or gaps in continuity) disconsolate(unable to be comforted) © Rachel Svendsen 2015
The music lilts through the house, soft and sweet. The electric piano sits with its back to the front window, its plug nestled into the wall just below that of the light peering overtop of the music rest. Several large oak trees shade the view of the street out front. The woman at the keys... Continue Reading →
Teach me to stay on my knees, Not to watch the ticking clock. Teach me to enjoy our time. Make me wish the world to stop. Help me also Lord to see, When your answer finally comes, That you know what's best for me, To say, "Amen. Thy will be done." © Rachel Svendsen 2015
Joy is bigger than happiness Joy is the smile of remembrance at a loved one's grave Joy is the beauty sustained when the flower wilts from the approaching winter For joy is not dependent on outward circumstances Joy is consistent contentment even when you're weeping © Rachel Svendsen 2015
A and B do not agree And neither will repent In separate rooms they sit and brood Refusing to relent For A's been hurt by B you see When cruel words were flung So A retreated thence to think Upon the words that stung Oblivious to bleeding wounds B shrugged and shook his head B... Continue Reading →
The winds raged. I won’t say the volume of the storm didn’t shock me. It was a lot more than I expected when I set out with only light grey skies above me. Just a little rain, I thought, no more than a drizzle. Besides, the sea is small and I’ll be safe on the... Continue Reading →
A while back, I wrote up a post entitled What Good is a Roll Without Butter? about my dear brother-in-law Jonathan and how we composed a poem over the course of two days via text message. Another while back, my husband, brother-in-law, and I were out on a jaunt in the little ol' white Honda, and composed... Continue Reading →
You say you love me more than any man has ever loved a woman That's absurd Cliche But may I tell you something? I believe you. I too have run out of words for you Already? So soon? You're too wonderful Too consuming Too perfect I could kiss you until my breath ceased I could... Continue Reading →
Rachel Svendsen 