Poetry: Because My Classroom Flooded Again

Poem by April Ojeda

Photo by Zoltan Tasi (Unsplash)



Jonah rises, 

Homeless again. 

Flooded and flushed 

From out my rain-drunk, sunken roof. 

Another blind, unbridled deluge

Chases me on like some 

Holy messenger.


Jonah rages 

At the storm-swept sky, 

Pushes, unnatural in panic, 

Far, far away from belligerent crowds

That don’t deserve you 

And don’t adore you 

Like I do.


Jonah rouses, 

Safe passage granted. 

Charity of stranger friends, 

Of humble allies devoid of agenda,

Signifying that all life bends 

To your design, 



Jonah reaches 

Nineveh, born again. 

Nothing about this is easy, 

But I’ve tasted death and run from life

And choose the God who 

Rescues lost hope 




About April Ojeda

Ojeda is a teacher and writer from the Oklahoma Panhandle. Her work has appeared in Lost Pen Magazine and Heart of Flesh Literary Journal. She lives and works in a fast-spinning world, so she writes poetry as a means of prayer and of untangling the threads of daily life. She lives with her family in West Texas and finds her greatest inspiration in the outdoors.

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Poetry: He May Turn and Relent and Leave Behind a Blessing

Poem by Matthew Miller (inspired by Joel 2:12-14)

Photo by Aaron Burden on Unsplash

Last night, thunderstorms combed branches, splashing the mulberries’ face.

Streams of mercy on their dry roots, call for songs of low hush praise.

In last night’s bolts, wayward flashes, my son came downstairs half-awake.

He climbed in bed, in between us, snuggled in our half-smushed praise.

Solitary tick of seconds, opening up to sun’s first rays,

from the pine bush comes new birdsong, orchard rings with wood thrush praise.

In the half light, kettle steaming, I thumb and shuffle a thin page.

Spiraled pour to dampen the grounds, each drip dark with sweet crushed praise.

Midnight moons prick with mosquitoes. We are scorched on sunny days.

Morning jets, silent above us, cross the sky with white-brushed praise.

Waking is the softest hour, with its cool caress of grace.

Wrapped in blankets, gently clicking, all my words are full-flushed praise.

Half sun, half shadow, you have hollowed a compassionate place.

Since it’s quiet, I will whisper, add my voice to the rush of praise.

About Matthew Miller

Miller teaches social studies, swings tennis rackets, and writes poetry. He lives beside a dilapidated apple orchard in Indiana and tries to shape the dead trees into playhouses for his four boys. His poetry has been published in Flying Island, Remington Review and is forthcoming in Whale Road Review. For more, visit his website.

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Book Feature: Mountains Where You Can Ride Horses

Today’s book feature, Mountains Where You Can Ride Horses, is by author Patricia Dimsdale. Here is what she says about her book: 

“The last book finished was Mountains Where You Can Ride Horses. The lady (Tesha Echolt), who is an accountant, has avoided her ex for six years, but now he has located her and continues to threaten to kill her. (From my own experience.) She enrolls in carpentry in another location because she wants to build her own cabin in a remote place in the wilderness and escape the threats. 

While at college, the heroine learns more about herself, and makes choices which are not what she originally planned.” 



Dimsdale is also an artist, and she has included these fine drawings for this post:


Tesha by the river


More from Dimsdale about why she wrote this difficult book:

“When women are threatened by an ex, as I was, the first reaction is to run far away and try to hide somewhere, which is a reasonable choice.

In my book, Mountains Where You Can Ride Horses, the lady seeks the serenity of mountains to find peace. What God has in mind for her is something else. God provides people who come into her life who help her. When a woman has a caring community around her, she can find protection and comfort. The Creator does not want us to live in isolation. He designed us to want to be connected to others. 

Throughout the book, I show how kind people are a blessing to the woman. I also show the difference between how a humble man supports a woman, and an abusive man demeans a woman.” 



About Patricia Dimsdale:

Patricia Dimsdale is a non-denominational Christian who accepts all Christians as part of God’s family. Each of her books contain people from different churches. Dimsdale appreciates the serenity of nature and God’s presence in it so much that she likes to include them in her books. You can find her other book, Fissure in the Rock: An Illustrated Novella, on Amazon here.

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