Poetry

…or unorthodox attempts at poetry.

Small moments

Laughs of Grass

“Golden grasses, the bed for last night’s deer, as beautiful as when fresh and green.”

Just a Moment

“Warm sun on neck. Cool air on face. Trilling birds in trees.”

Silken Tide

“The ebb and flow of Presence is too gentle, too soft, to intrude upon our noises and plans. It slips in and out of the lagoons of morning light as a silken tide.”

Breeze of Mystery

“Pure poetry, of course we need pure poetry. To capture the Mystery prose cannot suffice.”

Ghost of Perfection

“What new can be said? What new can possibly be said?”

Symphony of Chance

“Hear the chimes, that penetrating sound, the sound of wind instantiated.”

The world's harshness and the self

Freedom From Opportunity

“Dark. Light in the dark. Run toward it!”

Portal of Your Soul

“Oh ye lost children, so busy with your plans.”

No Time for Grief

“No time for grief, these times, no time for grief. Too much to get done in too short a time.”

Conveniently Rational Munitions

“The world, unremittingly harsh. The world, unchangeable.”

Faith tested

Another Fresh Start

“What’s left, when every plan has failed? What remains after every hope is dashed?”

Mere Faith to Move Mountains

“The world, chaos and madness, tearing and conflicting, confusing and confounding.”

Storm of Creation

“Let the thunder into your life, let its peels of threat shake your soul.”

Liminal touch

You Will Be Touched

“The human spirit, or is it soul, or do we have no name for it, something individual, something lost, or was it forgotten?”

Edge

“There is a liminal peace, a liminal peace right at the edge of this temporal world, right there, right at the edge.”

Incarnationalism

“Oh the joys of contemplative prayer. Oh the touch of Reality. Oh the blindness.”

Shadow Embrace

“The embrace of shadows, welcoming home; mere projections of embrace, offering hints of the depths of connection.”

Overlapping Projections of Gods

“In that place of Light, each individual conscious being projects a soft reality, strong but flexible, without the cutting, sharp, jagged edges of the clashing, conflicting, colliding individual realities of this world.”