my essence shattersquietly refocusingand refracting quietly, quietlyoh so quietly window framed I watch –a gray shadow among shadowscareful to avoid the light quietly, quietlyoh so quietly despair hides among thedead but ventures out to hauntand taunt the living quietly, quietlyoh so quietly i leave no footprintsno recordno trace of a life lived quietly, quietlyoh soContinue reading “ghost”
Category Archives: Poetry
learning to float
wynken blynken & nod set sail on thesea of thorns unconcerned withthe crashing waves and the gathering dark. from the crow’s nesti implore them to turn back – land ho!i shout -but they float blithely on. it is stupid of me, really; i should justkeep quiet. but i fear being afloat,at the mercy of theContinue reading “learning to float”
Absurd Living (Advent Two)
Let me begin with an apology. I am doing some ‘remodeling’ work on my site which entails adding new poems, editing old poems into their final form, deleting a bunch of things, and recategorizing some other things. Unfortunately, this means that you may be getting a bunch of notices of new posts, etc. I reallyContinue reading “Absurd Living (Advent Two)”
Holy Week Triptych
Gethsemane A poem for Maundy Thursday As if in a dream I see your silhouetteframed against the impassivemoon and cold, distant stars. I would reach out for you,but I am merely a shadow,a phantom of no real substance. My spirit is willing to rise butmy sleep-dulled flesh is held fastin its sandy cradle. You callContinue reading “Holy Week Triptych”
Silent Partners
Amber waves at trains cranes her neck to marvel at alabaster contrails of jet planes while she (iron bound) remains detained for a gross dereliction of beauty. The profits foretold selfish gain leveling mountains to plains as pilgrim feet tramp out a fruitless beat stamping mile after mile with their golden seal of disapproval. UndimmedContinue reading “Silent Partners”
Smart Misery
‘Twere better Charity To leave me in the Atom’s Tomb— Merry, and Nought, and gay, and numb— Than this smart Misery. ― Emily Dickinson “I believe; help my unbelief!” – Mark 9:24 These words from the lips of a distraught father imploring Jesus to heal his sick child could be my words as well. NotContinue reading “Smart Misery”
Maundy Thursday
“I give you a new commandment, that you love one another. Just as I have loved you, you also should love one another.” – John 13 Maundy Thursday is my second favorite worship service of the church year (Christmas Eve being my favorite). Perhaps, like me, you took your first communion on Maundy Thursday. ThereContinue reading “Maundy Thursday”
Holy Monday
The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit, A broken and a contrite heart— These, O God, You will not despise. – Psalm 51:17 Last week I wrote that we were living through strange days. While that remains true, these days are more than just strange; they are heartbreaking. I know that my heart isContinue reading “Holy Monday”
Strange Days
Animal pictures – just because “What do you think we’ll learn from this?” That’s my wife’s question regarding the Coronavirus pandemic. And I think it’s a very good question. Since Jody is a nurse, she’s probably wondering if our society will learn to practice better hygiene, learn to stay home when we’re sick,Continue reading “Strange Days”
Dust
A poem for Ash Wednesday Remember that you are dust, and to dust you shall return The mark of death weighs heavy on my brow. A mere trace of ash and oil but it brings remembrance of sacrifice and loss, sin and atonement. Surely I was sinful at birth Make me your own, reach downContinue reading “Dust”
Divine Overtones 