Encircled in Thine Arms
©2015 Susan Noyes Anderson
image from churchofjesuschrist.org
O Savior, thou art good to me.
Encircled in thine arms, I find
the salve for every weeping wound,
the balm to ease my troubled mind.
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.
A Stargazer’s Dreams
©2015 Susan Noyes Anderson
image by Malani Bulathsinhala
The magic of the universe
calls out to me from every star.
Beyond the moon, my dreams unfold
and carry me to worlds afar.
The Cause of Freedom
©2015 Susan Noyes Anderson
image by Maxime Dore on Unsplash
The parched soil drinks their holy blood.
They lay their bodies down like wine:
last dregs of fleeing innocence,
surrendered on the sacred vine.
The Quandary
©2015 Susan Noyes Anderson
A wedge of years has crept between our hearts,
though we are of an age in days alone.
My waning health your self-esteem disarms,
for you absorb my limits as your own.
Finding Faith in Christ
©2015 Susan Noyes Anderson
image by Jonathan Kemper on Unsplash
seeds of faith
Faith is a sacred gift in life,
a gift we seize or spurn.
The seeds are freely granted us;
the fruit is ours to earn.
Under Cover
©2015 Susan Noyes Anderson
Image: The Dream, by Jacek Yerka
I draw my sleep beneath a golf ball moon,
where verdant trees sprout tiny, ticking clocks.
Deep waters hold me close in rippled arms,
enfold me in a soft, white bed of rocks.
Loving the Land
©2015 Susan Noyes Anderson
Photo by Kristyn Lapp on Unsplash
Their roots were in the land;
the land was everything.
The old ones took a stand,
inured to suffering.
Nexus Needed
©2015 Susan Noyes Anderson
Unfair I may be, but I’m not
quite certain of that fact.
It’s hard to be objective when
you judge the way I act.