Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts

Downsizing


What started out a trimming of our old lilac bush
ended up being so much more!
Finding much old, dead wood,
he kept cutting back...
He would have gone further,
but I assured him I liked this interesting shape 
It has character, I think.

i give up
i've written that before
and meant it
about other things
and everything
but i'm writing it again
about something
and everything
and mean it again
as far as i know
(rlg, 6-27-2020)
...One of the daily ten lines I've written since Ash Wednesday...

Even Behind Closed Doors


the first easter
no crowds gathered
nor cameras
but one by one
or two or three
he met them
where they were
even behind closed doors
Christ alone, alive
my Hope

(rlg, 4-12-2020)

Words Are Inadequate

"Installed the (kitchen) fan," 
she wrote on her journal page.
Then she realized the words didn't begin to capture
the experience--
the dismantling of the old;
the unpacking of the new;
spreading out the instructions
ready for reading;
the tools;
the ladder;
the patient assembler;
the helpful hands of elderly father;
the assembly of parts;
connecting of wires;
steps to the breaker box in the garage;
the return to flip on the switch...
And lights!
And the cool breeze of the fan! 
Yes.
Words ARE inadequate to express or explain much of ANYthing,
she concluded.

Writing a Song a Week #3

Writing a Song a Week #3
♪ I wait for the Lord; my soul waits and in his word I hope. My soul waits for the Lord more than watchmen for the morning ♪ (Psalm 130:5-6)