The Tree in Me
©2016 Susan Noyes Anderson
image by Jeremy Bishop on Unsplash
Plant all my roots in rich brown earth
and stretch my branches wide.
Let golden rays of morning sun
fill every space inside.
Author Archive
Susan Noyes Anderson
Susan Noyes Anderson is the author of At the End of Your Rope, There’s Hope, Deseret Book, ©1997; Awaken Your Spiritual Power: The Fairy Godmother Isn’t Coming!, Karisma Press, ©1999; and His Children (poetry only, photos are by Anita Schiller), Vantage Point Press, ©2003.
O Blessed Savior
©2016 Susan Noyes Anderson
art by Ted Henninger, used by permission of
Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints
Our hearts are turned to thee, dear Lord,
on this and every Christmas day.
Thy loving grace hath set us free
to give sorrow and sin away.
The Crybaby
©2015 Susan Noyes Anderson
Oh how loudly, oh how clearly
we can hear you blow your top.
Baby boy, we love you dearly,
but this screaming has to stop!
Election Reflection
©2016 Susan Noyes Anderson
Donald J. Trump,
too often a chump.
Both his hair and his skin
are a trifle too thin.
House Rules: Updated
©2016 Susan Noyes Anderson
Today I am open
to new ways
better treatment
wiser thoughts
nuanced interpretations
broader understanding
measured reactions.
13 Wishes
©2016 Susan Noyes Anderson
Plant me beside a mountain spring.
Don’t let the stinging nettles sting.
Lift fallen birds into their trees.
Preserve the ailing honey bees.
Sweet Reminders
©2016 Susan Noyes Anderson
Of late, I have been much away from home,
not of my own design but others’ need.
The mind finds compensation as I roam:
appreciation for the life I lead.
Pinch Me. Please.
©2016 Susan Noyes Anderson
Perhaps I’ve slipped the bonds of earth too soon,
or maybe I have simply loosed my grip
and orbited, a rather ghastly trip
that leaves me somewhere underneath the moon.