Winter, long and melancholy, has kicked up its feet; Stretched out, it’s here to stay, an unwelcomed guest in the home of my soul Poetry reminds me of life beyond this gray I crave the greens, blues, whites, and yes even grays of the places I used to live and love recalling the girl it … Continue reading Woodpecker
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love letters from fall
I have a collection of prose / poetry that I call "Love Letters to Somebody" (to help explain the post's title today). These are a couple of pieces inspired by our recent, magnificent change of seasons. The pictures for the first two poems aren't the trees of inspiration, but just imagine the brightest yellow tree … Continue reading love letters from fall
love letter for a friend
(for 2-27-16) We sit around this corner table in your favorite Memphis brewery, the four of us, you and your love and me and mine. A few hours ago we were down by the riverside, balancing on a log, balancing each other on a log. Down by the riverside, arm in arm in arm in … Continue reading love letter for a friend
new year new me
January 1, 2016 In a wood-floor room with huge windows that look upon the meandering river below, the dancers make a circle. Everybody has a partner and we will progress around the circle, switching partners; no eye will be unlooked upon. I have been coming to these dances long enough that I finally feel comfortable, … Continue reading new year new me
joy, and undoing the knowing
(12-28-15) My friend unwraps Reese’s bells with the greatest deliberation and sets them before himself on the counter. One, two, three, four. He stuffs them all into his mouth at once because they taste better that way. Tears roll down my cheeks, my abs ache, I can’t breathe. I laugh every time just remembering it. … Continue reading joy, and undoing the knowing
12-27-15, Gethsemani
there are many things I know here – where to get coffee in the morning, the sound of the church bells ringing, the tune of Our Father. but there are many things I want to ask, like is there an actual monk ringing those church bells in the service? and, why are there so many … Continue reading 12-27-15, Gethsemani
Ode to a Gnat
Oh gnat, I hate you with a perfect hate a hate I wish were lovingkindness so I'll write an ode instead. The gnat buzzes in my ears, hovers around my face, lands on my skin and I have come to see that this is the expression of the gnat's love for me. Oh … Continue reading Ode to a Gnat
hope
Faith is hope deferred and sometimes deferred, deferred, deferred Do I play the fool in holding on Or is it pride speaking in refusing to let go, Refusing to admit I am wrong? Or is this hope real In a year, five years, ten Can I look back and say "Your best decision was never … Continue reading hope