by Cathy Boyd Byrd | Mar 31, 2022 | poetry
GAMES There are games, played by children on schoolyards, Scratched with chalk on sidewalks, Made up as they go along With rules that change As often as the players. And games, played by youths on flat green fields, With gear and referees, Governed by associations...
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 | Uncategorized
Stages Time is moving onward toward some future I can’t see Faster every passing year, or so it seems to me. Hardly a season passes I don’t wonder where it went All the days now lost to me, unremembered how they’re spent. Yet I find no sadness in this fact, That time...
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 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.’...
