by Cathy Boyd Byrd | Mar 31, 2022 | poetry
A Cry for Help I sit alone at night And wish on cold unyielding stars As I’ve cried on cold uncaring shoulders And ask of myself and God -WHY? The cry of a homeless child Seeking a strong hand; A sharp, harsh voice penetrates my soul And again I ask only – WHY?...
by Cathy Boyd Byrd | Mar 31, 2022 | nature, poetry
Surveying Property in Alabama Acres of yellow wild flowers carpet a field Soft and fragrant beneath the hooves of grazing cattle. A half mile further west, another is clothed in white. A pond mirrors the blue of the April sky As a single white cloud admires its own...
by Cathy Boyd Byrd | Mar 31, 2022 | poetry
…..Nevertheless My mind recalls unholy things, Times when I was cruel. My heart, with rising sorrow rings In deafening, clashing duel. (…Nevertheless, I am still with thee.) Selfishly blinded by my own needing, I struggle through each day Hardened against Thy...
by Cathy Boyd Byrd | Mar 18, 2022 | poetry
Isaiah 6:8-13- Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying, “Whom shall I send? And who will go for us?” And I said, “Here am I.(Send me!” 9 He said, “Go and tell this people: “‘Be ever hearing, but never understanding; be ever seeing, but never perceiving.’...
by Cathy Boyd Byrd | Mar 14, 2022 | poetry
From 197 Seeing all these pix of infants among friends at church and with my children’s birthdays coming up soon (40 and 38), I’m feeling sentimental about my young mothering years. A poem from that time of my life: Infant Sleeps What words can a mother...
by Cathy Boyd Byrd | Mar 14, 2022 | poetry
From 1973….. Infant’s Sleeping Smile I’ve stood by your cradle and watched you Dream your silent dreams. Empty they are of a language But filled with humor, it seems. So recently from His hand you’ve come The two of you still share A private thought between you...
