Susan Cowger

Art & Poetry

Art Poetry

Punkin

My dog Punkin. She nearly died today. A piece of a rubber bone that she swallowed lodged in her intestine. She is not out of the woods yet. O Lord, thank you for good veterinarians. Thank you for dogs.~Furry face big headHappiness chewed into bitsThe life or death toy~ ... read more

Locust

~Lost pathways of bloodNarrow spaces between rootsScraped to the bone~ ... read more

Leaf Bones

~Fierce pillow of stoneWrestle yesterday’s lace wingsEndure the mourning~ ... read more

Blue

~Cornflow'r’s throaty fleshBeauty’s endless looking upConnoisseurs of blue~Muchas Gracias B. J. Schafer for the photo. ... read more

Raw Mist

~Breeze softened and caughtSlightly between words bendingRaw Mist into tears~Grief~ ... read more

Hey Non-Poetry People

Ok all you non-poetry people. What do you think of all these haiku? Too much? Not enough? Do the pictures help? Do I hear a yawn? Is it poetry in general? Are the gaps too big? Need a little more story? Want me to comment more? Worried that there is more there than you are getting (probably not hahaha)? How can we, ahem, how can I, do better?~ ... read more

A Good Man Dies

~Death curls on the sandLift of vast wingspan unstirredStill rises the tide~A good good man I know has died. Husband. Father. Teacher. A humble Christian man. If he had lived in the US he would yet be alive. But his home was Kenya. We have been working to bring clean water and a medical clinic to them. Just not soon enough.Lord, your saving grace ... read more

Good Friday–One Week Past

~Dare we speak to nails?How many blows, strength of man?How many breaths, wind?~Memory of events comes back to us in questions? This is not disbelief? This is the awe of hearing you, someone, anyone, say the impossible is true? You have seen Him? ... read more

Drops

`Withered wrinkled faceReleases stem of winterLove drops to the earth` ... read more