The light is happy where you areSurrounding as it doesAn object of our Lord’s delightAnd--most precious--in His sightThe tender flawThe light is happy where you are
Category: poetry
A Writing Prompt
[Editor's Note: I wrote this in a reflection on the Black Fatigue conversation currently sweeping social media. This incident happened forty years ago and is vivid in my memory. I believe the woman in the fitted blue suit--her name is Dannice, it came to me yesterday morning--would be hurt and distressed at where we've landed … Continue reading A Writing Prompt
Bouillabaisse
Tall Tuber eschewed sophistryAs he explained the world to meGod's figurine I am I amAnd thank heavens not a Clam Sweet Clam replied with hurtful smileShe, as he, employed no guileThe whole tureen– divinity!When first you take a sup of me In kiss-me apron, silly vestGod prepares to serve his guestsClam, meet Tuber, how'd you … Continue reading Bouillabaisse
Song For M This Morning
I’ve opened my eyes to uncertain skiesI know you have as wellAnd try as we may and try as we mustTo hold to each other and the One that we trustIn time my angel the iron will rustAnd the vines will creep over the bell Oh, but the thing that you always did bringThat I … Continue reading Song For M This Morning
Three Thoughts, Dear Friend
She kept on her phone a Prayer she wroteTo a Thought she didn’t love or serveThen wondered out loud on the throneWhy life had thrown her such a curve But her kindest eyes were bruised by tears--Why cede the bruise that's His to mend?While pledging not one move toward GodMade each heartbroken soul a friend … Continue reading Three Thoughts, Dear Friend
Prayer in 140 Characters
Thank you for my tiny life Lord Jesus ChristMy little group of friends, our manageable affairsThank you for the courage to face our shared mortalitiesThank you for inside jokesThank you for an abundance of personality in a small sample sizeThank you for this blessed life
Evening Drivel Rover Red
I used to be the shadow on a bowling ballZoned in on any pin standing tallThe sight of humans well arrangedLeft my mind and soul estranged I much preferred the companyOf litter runt and orphaned beeWe knew then as they know nowThe game is rigged if you don’t ask how Two lines were formed a … Continue reading Evening Drivel Rover Red
untitled halloween nightmare
sloughing off the skin of air are the scales of the coiling nighteyes in the hollows patient and coldeyes in the patient hollow and coldoh the mess when together we mistook one for a kiteplay with your hands she said oh buster did I
That Was An Odd One To Intrude
Oh, it's youSaucy minxFlint and fireGentleman’s jinx Hold it outHold it closePull it backWhen it’s needed most I'll never lose youGod knows I've triedPoisoned the breadcrumbsBred the flies Help me outYou’re good at mathWhat’s left when what’s leftCuts ever in half? Suitcase briefcasePurse and clutchYou met me emptyJust the once Hold it outHold it closePull … Continue reading That Was An Odd One To Intrude
Lawrence Immemorial (unfinished)
I was born in BabylonTime stamped three a.m.Maternity was packed and jackedWith what we knew as men The fog was thick in BabylonThe day I came of ageIt broke three hearts when I climbed the stairsAs the ink dried on the page I’ve booked a trip to BabylonTo shush up chatty tombsIf I’m not back … Continue reading Lawrence Immemorial (unfinished)
Posse at Twitter Gap
The Devil came in the nightChanged their hats black from whiteAt dawn the posse awoke They gathered their gearTrusted year after yearNot one good man noticed the joke When they rode into townTo gun bad guys downThey frightened the Church going folk A glimpse in its glassOf themselves as they passedGave a warning most like … Continue reading Posse at Twitter Gap
Nothing Better To Do
* Sometimes a thought you feel with certaintyis a thought too abstract to shape at any wheelinto an object useful or artful or playful or in any sense goodyet behind closed eyes persistently emerges from the clay... * Sometimes a cure you know for certainCould never come from some bad money labIs revealed behind your … Continue reading Nothing Better To Do
Four Stanzas In A Minute Of Panic
Another friend called With little time left After the Fall Every thought is a theft Seeded on Sunday A knock at the door Fangs in a nightmare Neck in a claw Who comes to help? Rapists as Saints Hand on the Holy Book Dripping white paint Facing the Altar Facing the Cross Some yet won’t … Continue reading Four Stanzas In A Minute Of Panic
The Mood This Morning
Will it keep my mother in my mind Or hold me down until the shadows pass? This thing I do in slowly pulsing light That finds the center of black * If in this room I had the say I’d cut it surgically around Place it glistening aloud On my wobbly lusterless tray (Preserving just … Continue reading The Mood This Morning
First Look
Alright, you’re broken Say that much Without the one fear you’ve never… You know you have no choice That much is clear Say it once, straight through, as plainly as you can Let pain provide the high relief * When I was a small boy my mother found me irresistible and so did not resist … Continue reading First Look
The Hour is Coming, and Now Is 