by Cheryl Merrick
The couple stands on an ever dwindling island,
having removed their protecting wall of love and service,
they allow the constant waves of
selfishness, greed, and superficiality
to slowly erode their marriage.
Wednesday, November 2, 2016
Giving Up Mirrors
by Cheryl Merrick
Caught by the world's
distorted mirror,
I despaired
over my aging body
and quiet, intellectual ways.
Like the morning light
the darkness fled
as I turned away from
my self-absorbed comparing,
finally remembering that
I am a daughter of God.
So giving up mirrors,
I now open windows instead.
Caught by the world's
distorted mirror,
I despaired
over my aging body
and quiet, intellectual ways.
Like the morning light
the darkness fled
as I turned away from
my self-absorbed comparing,
finally remembering that
I am a daughter of God.
So giving up mirrors,
I now open windows instead.
Tuesday, November 1, 2016
My Lamp
by Cheryl Merrick
Enjoying being me,
Enjoying being me,
I soar into the world of ideas.
Gathering truths,
I happily fill my lamp,
then returning to earth,
I set my lamp in the window
sharing its glowing rays
of hope and love
of hope and love
Tuesday, October 25, 2016
Cutting Apron Strings
by Cheryl Merrick
Oh! The pain!
Doesn't she love me anymore?
How can he just ignore me?
Why doesn't she even call?
We were so close.
Have I done something wrong?
He passes by me as if I wasn't even there,
and spends his time with others.
Oh! The pain!
Doesn't she love me anymore?
How can he just ignore me?
Why doesn't she even call?
We were so close.
Have I done something wrong?
He passes by me as if I wasn't even there,
and spends his time with others.
Monday, October 17, 2016
Of Ants and Grasshoppers
by Cheryl Merrick
I am an Ant.
I work
I am a Grasshopper.
I play
I am an Ant.
I am responsible.
I make things.
I am an Ant.
I work
I am a Grasshopper.
I play
I am an Ant.
I am responsible.
I make things.
Friday, October 14, 2016
For Us
by Cheryl Merrick
He shops, cleans, does laundry,
and pays bills "for us".
Allowing me the quiet time
I need to study and think,
so I can write "for us".
He shops, cleans, does laundry,
and pays bills "for us".
Allowing me the quiet time
I need to study and think,
so I can write "for us".
Wednesday, October 5, 2016
A Writer's Life
by Cheryl Merrick
I thought I'd write in my spare time,
perhaps late at night
when everyone is in bed
and all my "work" is done.
So dutifully I pushed though the day,
doing all the little things which "must be done",
until I found myself too exhausted to write
when evening finally came.
I thought I'd write in my spare time,
perhaps late at night
when everyone is in bed
and all my "work" is done.
So dutifully I pushed though the day,
doing all the little things which "must be done",
until I found myself too exhausted to write
when evening finally came.
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Life Fulfilled
by Cheryl Merrick
Simple food
Simple food
Simple home
Few things, much time
Few commitments, much love
Quiet and peace
Sunshine and beauty
My spirit nourished
A thought shared
A person inspired
My daily work done
I rest calm and still
My life Fulfilled
Monday, September 19, 2016
The Perfectionist Wife
by Cheryl Merrick
Filled with anxious concerns
each day I queried,
"Have you read the scriptures?
"Did you pray today?"
My husband's terse, annoyed reply of, "No",
Escalated my fears.
"Would we be a forever family?"
My attempts at subtle encouragement
failing miserably,
I anguished over my husbands "failings".
Sure that our children would be corrupted
by their father's deficient example,
I despaired.
Filled with anxious concerns
each day I queried,
"Have you read the scriptures?
"Did you pray today?"
My husband's terse, annoyed reply of, "No",
Escalated my fears.
"Would we be a forever family?"
My attempts at subtle encouragement
failing miserably,
I anguished over my husbands "failings".
Sure that our children would be corrupted
by their father's deficient example,
I despaired.
Monday, August 15, 2016
Granddaughter at 6 Months
by Cheryl Merrick
Smiles of recognition
Thoughtful glances
Shared giggles
Proudly sitting up by herself
Rolling over is mastered
Holding on tightly, she stands
Her few steps hinting of future independence
Fascinated by life
She explores her world
Carefully considering sounds and tastes
Watching children play
Grabbing and shaking all within her reach
Chewing and sampling all that will go into her mouth
Till finally, snuggling into the arms of those who love her,
Her excitement gives way
To exhausted sleep
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