©2013 Susan Noyes Anderson

Image by crilleb50 – time

time stops for no one
but if i
sit down and freeze
blink neither eye

©2013 Susan Noyes Anderson

image by Aaron Burden on Unsplash

©2013 Susan Noyes Anderson (poem only)

photo by Mark Haley on Flickr

My path, at times, is overgrown;
storms brew beneath my swirling sky.

The sweetgrass curls and turns to brush,
scrapes tender flesh as I pass by.

©2013 Susan Noyes Anderson

photo by Steven Kelley
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When you are stuck in second gear
and can’t seem to get by
the creeping trucks and pokey schmucks
before your weary eye;

©2013 Susan Noyes Anderson (poem only)

image by Usukhbayar Gankhuyag on Unsplash

shining your light

If every star in heaven’s sky surrendered to the night,
perhaps the moon would lose heart and concede the steady light
that anchors every one of us until the sun’s return.
Our universe has much to teach us; will we watch and learn?

©2013 Susan Noyes Anderson (poem only)

How bright the sky, how still the night
when all the world received His light.

 ©2003 Susan Noyes Anderson, His Children, Vantage Point Press

photograph ©2003 Anita Schiller

The world keeps churning, turning round
It does not stop for those who fall
The lost ones sleep upon the ground

©2003 Susan Noyes Anderson, His Children, Vantage Point Press

Photograph ©2003 Anita Schiller – on mothers

The world shows many faces;
every life holds sundry charms,
but universal is our yearning
for a mother’s arms.