Meditatio 4 th Sunday in Lent I Sister , our sister, sand grains are in your eyes you are caught now in adulterous ties. They take your tricks for trickery, All for their disguise . They are Judas for change ! But You are Harlot for booking! Behold Your true Love , was there Then… Continue reading Caught
Tag: the bride of Christ
The Widow’s dress
they stare strangely now at her Alone in the familiar pew for now is one when once was two. She Pardons those who see her in black And takes her seat with the sinners in the back. “How do you do? ” She replies “I do I do” As She greets the saints from pew… Continue reading The Widow’s dress
Dear Mr C (ode to COVID)
Dear dear Mr C ,you cannot sit in this pew. You haven’t the mind of these remnant few . And , I remember how the days used to be Where you acted as a monster, mr C as you pounced with Mr fear up the aisle, And ,good church folks left in single file. On… Continue reading Dear Mr C (ode to COVID)
Live Stream
They said that I could not come and see you They said I could imagine you were here with me They said I should dress as if you were coming to see me They said I should put chair and cross and water out for you So I did , I dressed , I lit… Continue reading Live Stream
My Everlasting New
I told them “time is always new when it finds its rest in you.” I told them of days so pure yet wild , with your love so true. How it is lit with flashes of your Face Of never setting Rays .. Dew drips Mercy on mornings “Amen ” from you oh Ancient of… Continue reading My Everlasting New
New Eve
I will not grope and grab But Reverently RECEIVE I will not quest or question But Brave and Bold BELIEVE I will not sit with noonday devils But Run and Rescue and RETRIEVE I will not be abandoned and barren But Faith Filled Fruit I will CONCEIVE I will not hold the name of harlot… Continue reading New Eve
Sudden
We Wait and Wait here for the Sudden The Sudden of Of Pentecost day For you, Oh Holy Gentleman. To come and Suddenly have Your way We have waited and waited for this Pentecost hour. When Love destroys Fear And Perfect Love rises to Power. Oh touch us now Holy Gentle Man. With Tongues of… Continue reading Sudden
Spring Picking
How small His Holy Hand that bends our stems from this sin rooted land . Heavens Hand high pulled low picks Hollyhocks like us below . sets us stem to stem petal to petal pressing in Petal to petal press and point away from the wild Handicapped and handpicked like Hollyhocks gathered we haggard harlots… Continue reading Spring Picking