Poetry

The door to my office is a door of life. It opens for me because it is never locked. I open it and close it at will. Today as I reach out and open it again I step into a different world. Macaws cry piercing the tepid air with their shrill screams of indignation at…

(Two O Clock) There I stand in the rain on the corner, wearing my wrist watch and looking down at it so often the reason is I wait for you. I don’t really want to know the time. I really don’t know what time it is even when I watch the watch. Even if I…

Before I get started on all this I want to offer a few lines to those I’ve loved and those who may read these words. I have four wagon wheels to begin the work of rebuilding an old wooden wagon, completely ruined and gone to wreck in the back yard of this house. It is…

Next time you go to the grocery store, get down on your knees in one of the aisles and thank God. Don’t worry about missing church. You’ll find the Great Green Grocer somewhere between House Wares and Frozen Foods. Thank Him. Yes, life up your hands in praise for the selection and forty-five kinds of…

My first act of rebellion is my love for You, Almighty God. I hereby declare my love for You against the world and all evidence to the contrary. There’s plenty. Its overwhelming, but I say nuts to all that and say again I love You. Let them wonder. The only question now remains, How shall…

What I do I do for love. There has never been enough money. Often no money. Often there is risk. Often the perceived goal is so elusive, so at odds with the norm. I have no supervisor of my way but God who bids me on. I follow Him. He is invisible, but footsteps in…

Tangos are danced in threes. The first an introduction. The second an unspoken vocabulary. Shall we? ♥ Tango One Hundred Twenty Five Once I saw you I could not forget. Love is eternal, created in a moment as life itself and living over time, but unlike life of flesh and blood, this life is spirit and…

I heard the good humor truck today, the calliope of what it means to be happy. To be free, to be waiting with your nickel, even if it takes two bucks in this inflated world and buy an ice cream cone. Oh bliss, oh joy divine. Let theology go to hell and nations fall, come…

You flew up there, day upon day, serving near to heaven. Now you serve down here, upon this earthly plain. Either way, you serve, remembering perhaps stars so near above and lights so far below like stars and like those who saw you pass, I too see a pair of wings. #

Light given by fleeting moments gives excitement, yet there is illumination which thrills because it lasts. Allow me to reflect on two and pardon the allusion: the beauty of your soul and my love for you. #