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Category Archives: Poetry
From New Years Eve 2011
Re-posting a poem from two years ago: A Divine Intervention, New Years Eve So close, so close, these women and men, close to me in this tiny lounge in this huge, huge Church building, this small, fragile church people, … Continue reading
On Word, Law and Life: Y Why?
Y. Yet I cry; Search for Me Yet I cry for your help, as I come to you open-palmed, yearning to understand your words, even as I struggle; Yelling my questions to you in my mind’s eye, your word is … Continue reading
Marie, Recalled
Marie, Recalled And in the midst of days filled and anxious, and focused on things, there came word of Marie. And I recall the enthusiasm of first meeting, and the sincerity and immediate connection. I recall loyalty and diligence, a … Continue reading
Again Transformed
I am again repeating a post from 2012. I am on vacation this week, and I do not plan to post new material until I return to Milwaukee. Sunshine, Transformed As the sun climbed over my eyes this morning, My … Continue reading
H U N G E R
I am repeating a poem from last August. I Hunger Away from the paths I usually walk, I hunger. My mind clear, grains green all around me, I open my heart, my mind, my soul today. Fill me up. (C) … Continue reading
Eternal
John left yesterday, but as he left, Still in Young Days found again, He asked for God to help him. And as I miss John, I know today, We’ll meet again, John and me, in a better place, and We … Continue reading
Voice from the Past
To Hear Her Voice Again I was fourteen when first I heard her voice less regularly. She was away more months at a time, and Her voice then was brittle and softly sad. Her voice frightened me too often, and … Continue reading