They say this Word is living. They say the Word was before all else, and will last when all our words run out. They say this word is sharper than the sharpest double-edged knife, and that it cuts, straight between the marrow and the bone, not with malice but with astounding accuracy. Something like a … More A Poem: The Word
Ah poetry. Who would take another lover who has poetry to softly whisper sonnets into their open ear. To fall upon the face of and give in to the moving waves, as though poetry were a door to heaven. Who would want, otherwise when poetry is both emotion, and emotion’s relief. To those for whom … More A Poem: Ah Poetry
If there is no peace then hoist high the flag. If there is no joy then draw from the spring. If there is no hope, then remember when you first dropped your sheaves in despair of your yield. And instead, just imagine if they might be seeds spread for next year’s return. If there is … More A Poem: Just Imagine
We are the bread of life. Dropped crumbs for the hungry. A warm yeast rising to fill our place. A swelling grace that yields itself for other’s nourishing. We are bread that does not run out but refills our plates. And multiples that none lack sustenance. We are bread. We are the water of life. … More A Poem: Bread
Let the oceans roar and foam. Let the mountains tremble. Let them. For what can we do to stop a mountain moving, or an ocean that erupts, except risk ourselves hurt. The mountain belongs not to us, nor does the ocean dance to the wants that rise and fall in our own hearts. An ocean … More A Poem: Let Them
We can change the world sitting down and standing up. We can change the world, out on a limb, or in our prayer closet. We can even lie down and harness the wind. There is no stopping momentum. The moon, though distant, appears near when lit by the sun’s light. Showing us, that everything that … More A Poem: We can change the world
Living Tree Poetry 