Tagged: poetry

Dark is never as absolute as it seems.

Holy Saturday

I’ve spent some time today, reflecting on how the last few days of Holy Week have played out for my family. Before the glory of tomorrow, I wanted to think about how hope works in the darkness. “Holy Saturday” On Thursday, After I had washed the feet of my son...

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Collars – A Poem about Wholeness

As some of us head into weekends that are finally warm enough for time outside, I’m sharing a poem I wrote after a day of moving shrubberies (like a holy quest). We are so much more than the way we spend our time to make money. We are so much...

Two Should Sit, Rock, and Talk

The Rocking Chair

Today is a cloudy day. My brain feels cloudy too. Because I’ve been raised on a good protestant work ethic, I know to abhor the cloudy brain, to force it into clarity so that I can get stuff done. But then I remember (because my wife reminded me) of some...

A Drawing I Made with Some words

This Too Shall Pass

As the snow has begun to melt and those stranded in the Birmingham area have begun to be able to return home, I was reminded of some flowers I saw last Spring. I had been driving through a gray day to visit someone when red flowers appeared in the median....

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She Sits

On this dreary Monday, while I’m waiting on the rain to stop falling, I thought I’d share a poem I wrote last fall after observing a bird on a wire while I was walking to the hospital to visit a parishioner. Sometimes we all need a little help standing against...