Monday, December 13, 2010

Finals



Finals

Waited so long for you this time around
words in my head flow through with make rhyme sound
i find that my brain is now taking its toll
let if flow freely plant feet in firm soil

it's advent in finals, i find that i wait
its all about words flowing free through the gate
at 2:10 today i stand and deliver
to find in my learning my gold and my silver

time to let freely flow wake in its stead
i wait for the day i leave words in my head
this week is for living, to find life in grace
to keep my self focused and a smile on my face

so greet your words firmly arise and let go
find the answer you seek for and never say no
its time for my finals at last they are here
and in my free thinking i know you are near

Friday, December 10, 2010

The Annunciation

The Annunciation

Time to knock, live in do tell
what issued forth from beggars hands?
What woven casting spell the earth
heaven colliding understand

The meeting of minds one life being
that day the angel stood and asked,
the day God began to be seen and more
a mere soft touch on human door

She did not wait by the telephone
she never heard it ring
instead she heard the voices cry, 
she heard the voices sing

She understood that asking is and ever shall it be
like a stone that flung on pebble rock
a stone thats cast at sea

I hear you call I understand
we both can see to tell
the spell I cast from my own held hand
is not a road to hell

Annunc to me, I say to you
in land break forth the tide
enlist the life of todays one choice
and find no more to hide

So if you hear the good news joy
rejoice for evermore
and listen always take heed to hear
the knock upon your door

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Broken

Broken

The toys lay in the corner
Bruised battered broken things
Their voices spoke silent in the dark
No happy songs to sing

A broken toy is worthless
discard from sight through door
no life to love to celebrate
leave it lying on the floor

but toys are limber, they spark new life
touch brings them back to form
like broken discarded toys of life
seek grace among the thorn

where then does new life come around?
Where wakens life to toy’s new sound?
New life I breathe and celebrate
with the one who always liberates

The King Who Wears The Crown

Monday, November 22, 2010

Fall




I don't have the stomach to write about Ireland's situation at the moment, but I had to write something. I am so proud to be Irish but so sad to think that we ended up like this... 

Fall

We were once a nation
That stood to stand so tall
How sad this day that I have lived
To watch as you now fall

Our churches did desert us
Politicians died to lie
We voted devils into place
Now our death rings out, you die

No hand to hold or cling to
A leper we have to die
A country bound and sacrificed
But the banks and devils lie

I hate the politicians
 the people who vote them in
The disgust I have is not suppressed
It’s just a worthless lie

Too little good too little
O little lies you tell
You grew fat and took our dignity
 send us now to IMF hell

So, now we have new rulers
New rulers to rule us all
I hope that you are happy
Fuck the banks that made us fall

I will now remember
I will not forget
I know now that you fat cats lie
Let you carry now our debt.

Go to hell.

Monday, November 15, 2010

Deepwood Drive



Deepwood Drive

You went back home when you felt alone
Taking life lost love, both gathered and borne
The woods behind the house did beckon
You crafted new worlds, a home house to live in

A place alone only where you can return to
The woods give God thanks, their song is to love you
Remember the light that peak shine in the dark
As you herald the morning with song of the lark

The virgin stands watchful, casts peaceful wide eye
She walks with you now and she will till you die
Chemo is wandering tails and new paths
And the virgin will guide him to light from the dark

Give yourself time and cry if you will
Knock on our door; let your heart now be still
Your life is full motion of which you are part
Prepare the way forward, let go, now take heart

God laugh God cry God push forward to live
 let go of your wealth, time now receive give
with others you journey on this Emmaus road
like the paths woods at evening, they call you to home 

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Goodbye To Unnecessary Things



Goodbye To Unnecessary Things

You do not write the chapter
And never will you be
A voice that speaks with dignity
You lack the clarity

You whisper words from listless lips
You murmur when you touch
Your goals and setting selfish desire
Like a fool who got too much

You color people defile their souls
Like rocks made out of glass
You tear the seams from inside out
Your class a cloak for thrash

You lead with empty dignity
Your breath is fowl as gutter
Your razor bleeding voice as sharp
As you scream your lies to other

Your bloody hands and sharpened claws
Betray your foul soul center
You lock the door of heavens gate
Defy any one to enter

But not to such as you is life
A given or a pleasure
You broke the chest of compassion's gate
And stole away its treasure

Your time is up, its time to go
You are no child of light
Be gone with you, fall fast away
Awash in to the night


Goodbye...
Unnecessary...
Things.





Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Reading Week

Reading Week

A time to wait to catch my breath
To float in flow with life and death
Time stop track, time slow to turn
to give my soul a chance to learn

I spent my time with a glass of wine
With friends and beer in stand good cheer
We visited times in turn gone by
And swam in waters that warmed me dry

We spoke of God and countries far
And why people are so drawn to war
What future has life set in store
Foe we are not people of this shore

We gathered softly warm intent
To gaze on God’s sweet love intent
These days are life grown fully sown
To thank life that we do not live alone

So rest and wade and sleep these days
Lest your eye in self, with drowsy gaze
A willing release of life ease slow
To ready self when it is time to go.

Sunday, October 10, 2010

Columbus




Columbus

Ships sailed into the bay today
Like Columbus did so yesterday
The sun shined forth with warm brush ray
O herald the sojourn on pilgrim path way

The Blue Jets flew rush wind overhead
With noise so wide it would waken the dead
People gathered to gaze at light evening star
To watch tall ships sail from near and afar

I sat and watched as visitor do
With sun blaze overhead in sunshine blue
Like Columbus who travelled through oceans and land
We travel long distance and what did we find?

I sailed here today on the back of a whale
As I returned with my stories, wonders and tale
Of the ships and the bay, so wide and so blue
Of gates that are golden and always anew

My ships do not battle or travel too far
My Blue Jets are silent and never at war
The people who gather are one of one mind
That peace in our world is ever to find

Columbus set sail and follow the stars
Set our course for a world that will never know war
Let weary and wounded and broken things mend
And ever and always let war come to an end


Monday, October 4, 2010

Augustine.



My Construction Theology class throws me in many directions. I love it. I have written so much about the body and Augustine in this last week that I am pleasantly perplexed... Augustine, you ole devil you....


Augustine

Augustine were you happy?
Did anybody cry?
Did you pull the sheets above your head
as you lay in wait to die?

Did anybody hold your hand?
Did they bring you wine and bread?
Did you worry what would happen
when you said hello to death?

I sometimes read confessions with
and air of I don't care
but I know you wrote some dazzle worthy
lines, like God's brushstrokes on air

I would have sat beside you
I would have held your hand
I would have watched you write your books
host the Holy marching band!

I know your in the garden talking to the snake
i know the snake is glad
to find his long lost found 
soul mate

Augustine don't you worry
Augustine, don't you care
Augustine pull the covers off
rise up, you are not dead

forget now I will do for you
go on and just let go
of sin and body mind and head
and have that beer instead.

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Voices




Today was a good day. I got to thinking of all those brave people who have no voice. People from the past and today. Voices, speak it so.

Voices

Voices speaking from yonder room
a time gone by lost too soon
voice of struggle and listless woe
swept away by long ago

I mourn for ones who never had
The chance to find their voice in part
Sadness overcame today
For voices lost and far away

My own voice silent, no word at hand
No stand to call to take a stand
No use of fingerprint voice of God
 a silent void, fear never allowed

no offer now of happy ending
of golden voices crescendo ascending
instead I think of voices past
they whisper, awaken voice to start

someday I think I will be too late
that my voice in prison will never escape
today I know to make a stand
and hold my voice like child in hand

do you speak it loudly, speak it low
I tell you speak it, I tell you so
Give heart to love attentive ear
Crack open word, ring voices near

Today I listened to craft story tell
Of life and death, a heaven and hell
My voice in prison overcome
My Silent chains by voice undone

For in the beginning but never the end
Come voices past, speak through again
You Saints of burden long ago
Speak clear voice loud, speak it so



Sunday, September 26, 2010

Sunshine On My Skin

Today. Lots of Sun. I love the Sun.



Sunshine On My Skin

 Sunshine on my pale white skin
In lifetime favorite no small thing
Power of sun deep filled tent sigh
Sun baked oven hot big sun sky

My skin all while light mountain snow
Turn brown through time with sun rays glow
My blood flesh form to satisfy to body
Cravings intensity

body butter cocoa apply
 to skin touch taste see sanctify
Soothing cooling touch of treasure
Awaken craving for life’s pleasures

I bake so sun screen cover up
Too much will later give a shout
But bit by bit, through time rest place
My body white to brown new space

I walk across the quad with wonder
Stop dead in track with moments ponder
From Ice and snow I did depart
the Sun today did capture self heart

Friday, September 24, 2010

Too Loose With The Truth



The Amazing Paula Sohl.


Too Loose With The Truth

The sun it was a shining down
The children played at ball
We spoke about the garden
And the Genesis of fall

Too loose with the truth Paula said
As we twirled around the text
It looked a bit conspicuous
Where can you go to next?

I never gave a wonder to
 a Christ in Serpent set
to wake me to a new idea
in heaven can you bet?

I like the greeny garden
I refuse to leave or go
I’m staying put and planting feet
going to slither on ground low

It ended with some bottled beer
A toast to Heavens fall
Paula spoke about the truth
gardens Snakes and all

So, now you know
now I tell, but do I speak the truth?
You better watch and take some care
The Serpent’s on the loose

Watch out!






Friday, September 17, 2010

Truth









This is what I am thinking about today. Truth. I like these thoughts…..

Truth

Truth you evade me
No matter how I try
But can I say that in your heart
There lies a trace of lie?

Do you come and visit
And stay but for a while
Or do you never come at all
Not willing to run the mile?

O Truth, you stay long distant short
You never let me tell
For the day I find I found you Truth
Is a day of loss despair

I promise I will continue to hunt
You night and day
Just let me know if you are near or
If you’re far away

I don’t recall truth as heaven sent
It leaves me now to wonder
Instead I sit and calmly wait even
Through story cloud thunder

Always seeking, never finding
Points me to the day
That my restless heart will rest
In truth but that day is not today





Wednesday, September 15, 2010

illumen

Today. Amazing Voices. Kindness. Presence. Patience. Joy. A day lived.



illumen

Thankful, grateful so belated
to hear the word truth celebrated
river flow through people voices
tasting words many choices

circle gathered round table note
nervous break word, open voice spoke
like sun that shines clear crystal light
words alive in life took flight

no better company could I share
than table fellowship with vibrant care
Spirit flowed with admiration
a testimony to our determination

Preach it teach it yes or no
with open heart in God I know
voices hear speak shadow call
illumen darkness in world that falls

Today through voice I came to know
the richness planted God did so
gathered as one as like in Christ
 friends voices awaken me back to life


Monday, September 13, 2010

Go To Bed!

An Impromptu ode to all my papers and readings…..

Go To Bed!

Written word endless paper stream
 little voice inside me screams
Printed word work twirl in head
For the love of self GO TO BED!







Friday, September 10, 2010

Night of Broken Glass

A thought on burning books taken from Heinrick Heine....


Night of Broken Glass

Little doubt, elicit fear
History demon again appear
Not long ago, Fatherland
Books silent, burned and banned

A people turned from shock far cry
In doing so many people died
Not long ago in Fatherland
People silent, burned and banned

Once upon a time, the end
I pray we do not so again
Take heed to call, written word we lead
Burning books is an evil deed

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

The Other Side

Written in quick shot form. A falling from and towards the Creator. Still falling still.


The Other Side

Along the jotted line I wrote
About my life repast unquote
Too small the pencil called to me
I cannot hear, I cannot see

What door or road did you travel by?
 tempted to journey to the other side?
Forsaking Mary and the Saints
Depart from grace fall deep descent?

O voice of pen stay quiet, still
No stark ascent no upward hill
no longer hear the words you write
No longer tell me what is right

As days of old in Reformation
I now claim my self-determination
My Catholic heart so true inside
Now journeys to the other side

Hope in call is service sent
To love this world with self intent
Brave justice courage truth alive
Have always dwelled on the other side

No longer Church will I align
Instead of state I will deny
From only here from one on in
I answer only to the King

Saturday, September 4, 2010

New Shoes

New Shoes

The distant gentle calling back
A time I do remember
When journey life at last was named
A leaving of false shelter

Now time to stand now time to go
My journey calls me either
The river deep fear path begins
New shoes to brave life’s weather

No try to thought or had a need
To wake loss with loud thunder
To kiss again for one last time
 And send to sleepless slumber

Path through walk in sick and kind
Stumble time to falter
Stop and think of words kind unkind
We spoke to one another

Hard nailed boots forth feet so sturdy
A way to self and other
Where journey now I seek to find
Will other people follow?

Pathway find a journey forth
Peace justice sister brother
A greater kinder kingdom time
To love one and each other

I used to walk with head bowed down
Seeking gold, knee deep in sin
Now I walk with head held high
I bow only to my King

Beginning....

I had a day of journey. Circles. Beginngs... This is written for Terry, JT, Chelsea and Staci. Be brave and bold in your journey!



Beginning…

Circle stone beginning end
Walk worn path as fallen friend
hear the circle whisper so
You win you live you love now go

A planting time for you begin
The fields lie deep in fallow
Time now to dig rich earth deep soil
And reap her golden treasure

The sun it shines with mercy kind
releasing lifelong pressure
planting seed I plant today
come forth now time for pleasure

Cast light in shadow eternal form
 second to remember
Big sky, big blue my resting soul
Reclaim life poured sweet measure

 journey path rock life made Smooth
 walk through bright blue night
 to find my way to forge a path
to be a guiding light

Need to wonder in path let go
Return from circle center
Time now to let my burden ease
Pass back through path I entered











Thursday, September 2, 2010

The Veil Of The Temple

Today. I listened to Testimony. I rolled cloth with happy people who are on journey. This is the little lesson I gained today....


The Temple Veil

Temple veil split in two
Reveal pain broken between us too
Fall of grace through jagged crack
No greater love than what I had

In life our many veils are shorn
Reveal a broken heartfelt moan
The Temple self to sanctify
the mourning exile of my cry

The Temple that I live upon
Was split in two, I lost I mourn
A Temple putting back again
Take all I have, all that I gained

When life in Temple falls apart
You cannot know the truth from heart
A time remember, time to let
Split Temple never let me forget

My Temple dwells my Holy one
Creator of the moon and sun
My greatest love, tempered fire
The Temple soul, my hearts desire



Monday, August 30, 2010

Behold I Make All Things New

A favorite verse from the Bible. Head hitting book! I think of this verse a lot.... it gave me hope in a time in my life when I had very little.

Behold I Make All Things New

I took upon myself one day 
To lock my soul far flung away
no time for sharing life joy giving
 a prisoner for someone else’s sinning

Always hid myself away in lonely
Land of self decay
Spirit held with open hand
Called me back to life again

Life of worth no self pity
No burn of sun or sparkling city
My reflection facing self in wall
Face the truth, face the call

I walked away from hiding place
Prison wall cold dead embrace
Now open truth wide world so true
Behold I make all things anew. 

Saturday, August 28, 2010

Little New-A New Spirit






Little ‘New’ coming my way this weekend. Taking a step into the great unknown. Going to look for a ‘New Spirit,’ and add it to my own.

A New Spirit

Time to travel, finding place
New Spirit opens an open space
Unlatch the door, 10,000 miles
Journey Christ Air Sea and sky

Say to self, no to worry
mind speeds forth endless hurry
Dwell to find resting place
New Spirit, eternal life in grace

A choice not easy, hard to do
Deny a truth, sparks untrue
Strong weak Spirit open wide
Calls me to the other side

In life where lies the true unending
I am not far from new beginning
New Spirit stand points new way
Help me find my self today

New Spirit broken soul vast wide
The cornerstone withstand the tide
In the beginning, world without end
Calls me back to home again



Saturday, August 21, 2010

Sacred Hearts



The Sacred Heart is an icon from my Catholic tradition. It carries a lot of meaning for me. We all carry a Sacred Heart within.

Sacred Heart

Sacred Heart pulse blood so red
Sweet heart of Jesus awaken the dead
O heartbeat fast, full life invigor
Eternal hope life last forever

Broken hearts, some may survive
Sweat beads of blood love since died
 ash of once in long far time
Heart broken glass not yours but mine

Heal a heart in broken stay
Meet Sacred Heart along the way
Heart that leads within and steals
 a broken heart begins to heal

You will have one heart lifetime pleasure
Like Sacred Heart you found a treasure
Love steadfast love, be true kind
All Sacred Hearts are yours and mine


Thursday, August 19, 2010

Call: Answer

So. These last two years have involved a lot of thought about Call and Answer. This week is a time to begin putting flesh to words. My writing reflects my inability to grasp what Call/Answer is. This is a very good thing.


Call: Answer

 Call is soft as listless snow
Its breath stings like a knife
Bright wind it tolls and carries forth
Alone by dead of night

It comes upon a winter morn
And stays till summer time
It leaves in sleep and comes again
Among the morning tide

The call is loud I sometimes hear
The sound is warm and gentle
It breaks myself into a space
Where dwells the Spirits Temple

I have a call hear it loud
It frightens me to wander
It holds my life in endless flight
My soul takes leave to wonder

It finds in me a resting place
It lays its weary head
By day, by night my prayer to call
Will raise me from the dead

Call cries to find a dwelling place
To call one self a home
My life on earth I give to call
My answer is my own