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

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.

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 

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.

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.

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

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.