avalasse; torrential downpour Aujourd’hui nous verrons une avalasse; today we’ll see a big rain.
Tag Archives: Cajun Prairie
Let Them Eat Cakes
Noncie had always made her cakes the old way, by hand. She had not an ounce of electricity or an indoor oven. No hand mixer or other modern kitchen tools, but Noncie was a lover of cakes. All cakes thrilled her, and she ate her own cakes. She said, “I don’t trust bakers who don’tContinue reading “Let Them Eat Cakes”
Alit upon a Tree
Beckoning me from my bed The bird sings a love song She sings of life upon a land, free and brave My beloved Cajun prairie Oh, prairie, love of mine I delight in your land sublime Inherited from forefathers with plenty of free-flowing water My life sustaining land With toes placed upon that land GrippingContinue reading “Alit upon a Tree”
One greater than she
Soleil shined bright through the darkest hours of her life. Her life filled with warmth and a glow of whimsical happiness through days filled with the heaviness of fog so thick she was saturated with its wet, heavy blanket. Soleil had lived through the trials of emotional non-homeostasis, debilitating mental challenges that often sent herContinue reading “One greater than she”
greater than myself
naysayers say it can’t be done i disagree slay those dragons fight those demons put on the armor of the man, jesus just to say he’s my stay without him i’m lost, tossed upon billowing seas he’s my stand so very grand not your everyday christian preferring ‘Jesus freak’ without him I’m loose sand justContinue reading “greater than myself”
elucidating darkness
a light shimmers at the gloaming elucidating darkness must be the Father a light of hope and love
les petites betailles
Bare feet touch the coolness of the prairie ground dirt, balm for the soul living rich, les petites betailles, tiny animals, scurry about human, mammoth feet, a danger, move gingerly
restored vision
fog burns off vision restored seeing more intelligibly
spirits, souls and angels
spirits abound this evening angel wings flutter day merging into night souls alight on the prairie
beds of cotton candy
sometimes my body shuts down for rest closing my eyes I rise above clouds floating on beds of cotton candy
The Barefoot Cajun 