Jesus, we walk again with you Cheerful palms waving Music full of Hosannas Bells and children choirs add light to the day Even as we read the Passion account, it’s like we don’t hear it. Even “Happy Easters” on the way out of worship After singing “Were You There?” … without a verse about resurrectionContinueContinue reading “Between the Hosannas and Hallelujahs”
Category Archives: Poetry
Angels at the Gas Station
She called me an angel sent by God. “I know some people who have other opinions,” I thought to myself Because, well, I do And because well, I have that voice in my head And because well, I’m just human. I was just filling her tank with gas. I just wanted to help. To listen.ContinueContinue reading “Angels at the Gas Station”
Living Questions
“There’s no proof that God exists so I don’t believe in God.” *sigh* confirmation class challenger pushing the new pastor “You believe in lots of things you have no proof for.” Ugh. The words die as they fall off my lips It’s not the answer I long for Not the answer that touches my soulContinueContinue reading “Living Questions”
Missed turn
Missed Turn Huh. Well, damn airport pre-dawn bye-bye see you soon safe travels alone, I missed my exit. I blame the leaves — pink hues pink-yellow pink-red pink-orange pink haze reflecting the pink and bluing sky mesmerizing ephemeral beauty — blinding me Berating myself I take the longer way waste of time mistake that itContinueContinue reading “Missed turn”
Remembering Fall in Alberta
Inspired by the news of the August snowfall in Alberta (see the HuffPost article or CBC), I found myself reminiscing about my childhood there and the pretty regular occurrence of hard frosts and snow during this time of year. Inspired by a conversation, I wrote a poem. August snow and killing frost “Gather ye rosebudsContinueContinue reading “Remembering Fall in Alberta”
On retreat – A poem
I went walking this morning The air hung heavy with moisture As the winter lets go And the rain softly falls The light—perfect So that the beech leaves—shaking at the slightest breeze— glowed. The eerie – white – yellow leaves have begun to fall And I smile, think how much they remind me of feathers —angelContinueContinue reading “On retreat – A poem”
The Poetry of Trinity
The texts for Sunday, May 26, 2013 (Trinity Sunday, year C): Proverbs 8:1–4, 22–31, Psalm 8, Romans 5:1–5, and John 16:12–15 “I still have many things to say to you, but you cannot bear them now.” – John 16:12 This passage from John reminds me of rather famous advice from the poet Rainer Maria RilkeContinueContinue reading “The Poetry of Trinity”
Jabbok Dawn 