He’s holding you

You work so hard as if the hours you spend sweating and digging planning arguing and solving will make everything right. Then it rains on your freshly poured concrete and a sudden wind bends the trees you just planted and the test is positive- you're going to have a baby and your cursing and anger… Continue reading He’s holding you

Every Morning

He struts, raises his decorated neck making himself a little taller, and trumpets his proud shout. And before he’s crowed not three times - just once- I’ve already denied What I once announced with pride. The dawn of my failing faith belongs to the birds. They raise a mocking chorus. Whistles and tweets, chirps and… Continue reading Every Morning

An argument for the costly care of the least of these

If wrinkled Boomers with diabetes and heart disease amputations and hemiparesis are random collisions of worn out atoms draining our society of valuable resources... If the cost of rehabilitating the Grey Tsunami, aphasic from stroke, requiring a hoyer lift to move their paralyzed frames from bed to a rolling shower chair so nurses’ aides can… Continue reading An argument for the costly care of the least of these

My Psalm

How long? How many more days do I have to cry bitterly asking you how long? My heart is sick my hope is deferred my heart hopes for what I can't conjure. How long must I try to find a quiet place to get away from the constant strain of this yoke pulling me one… Continue reading My Psalm

A phase of the waiting bride

You look like a captive, a kidnapped woman with a black cloth tied, covering your eyes. You look scared. I can see your mouth, your face turned away trying to hide from what you cannot see. You look hopeless. But I know your pattern. I know this cycle you go through- phases of light shining… Continue reading A phase of the waiting bride

Your face looks like Sarah

Your round face laughed today The earth not in the way I grinned forgetting the weeks behind When I saw the world and Forgot you were alive Tonight your face is cut in half Now down to a sliver The blinking electricity of this planet Promising to deliver Your grey glow on my cold face… Continue reading Your face looks like Sarah

Call to the highways and hedges

Bitter old woman Cowardly elder man Skeptical, empowered Misses Lonely, not-sure-if-he's-a-Mister Hardened party-girl Driven, young millionaire Homeless, enslaved to heroine Lost and scared teen- baby on the way All the poor, broken, forgotten. All the crippled, drooling, loud, misunderstood. All the liars the thieves the betrayers the deceived. Jesus came for you.