Blog Page Poet Monk
Welcome To My Blog
My name is Rhonda Brown.
Please come by often and visit me at my Poet Monk corner.
Be sure to bring a cup of coffee and sit a spell.
Make yourself comfortable.
I have many poems and stories to share with you.
I would love to hear your comment at the bottom of each blog post.
It is a blessing to share the gift God has given to me with everyone.
One of the poetry groups I belong to meets in a local community center, and on the Saturday that we gather, just down the hall a group of wood carvers is meeting.
We had a wonderful time, enjoying Alex’s graduation, spending time with son Tim and his wife Marianne and with Alex’s sisters, who traveled up from Texas.
When the Roe v. Wade decision was delivered in 1973, Justice Blackmun planted the seeds of its overthrow in the original document.
This Easter let’s speak the truth that we have heard from Jesus into the world.
I know that God is over all, but sometimes my spirit just feels heavy.
With the book in hand, I trust I can be a new voice in Christian poetry, and I hope I will be able to reach a wider circle of readers.
These days, my computer is helping me go to prayer meetings! We couldn’t easily get together physically.
How my own pro-life convictions developed back in the early years after Roe v. Wade
Over the years, prayer seems to be one of the things the Lord has worked the hardest to teach me. One of the things I have learned is that the Bible is the best prayer book.
Can you imagine what it was like to see Jesus crucified, to witness that agonizing death, and then to experience the incredible invasion of the supernatural that was his resurrection?
Many of us are having to dig deep for words to express what is going on in our hearts. Here’s what emerged for me. I hope it speaks for other hearts as well.
“Listening to Christmas Carols” are thoughts and a poem by poet Rhonda Brown. It’s hard to name a favorite, but if I were pressed it would probably be “Hark! the Herald Angels Sing.” It captures so much about the Incarnation and why Jesus came.
My friend Patty invited me to come with her to the worship time at a Messianic congregation down in Chandler. A bonus element was getting to watch the practice time of the Messianic dance group she participates in.
‘I Do Not Yearn for Wings’ is a poem by Rhonda Brown the Poet Monk. “I do not yearn for wings myself, feel no longing to escape these clay-bound feet”…
I began taking baby steps in the faith, and years later I’m still on the journey.
‘How I Got to Be a Poet’ by Rhonda Brown. I am now sharing my work regularly here & with poetry groups in the Arizona State Poetry Society.