Category Archives: Poetry

I’m almost sorry about this one

I want the hours back I’ve spent chasing words through the crawlspace under my house, like rodents my cat won’t catch. There is a poetry to dirt under your nails when it comes from the garden, from hours in evening … Continue reading

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Vintage Kettle: Truth through wires

I posted this one back in November, 2010, before most of you were reading my blog. A friend recently said she still reads it sometimes, so I thought I would give it another spin. Enjoy. ~~~~~~ I swear, sometimes words … Continue reading

Posted in Friendship, Poetry | 6 Comments

St. Lucie

After dinner I run to the back fence where Christina waits, always waits. Morgan is there too, the neighbor on the other side of Christina’s heathen household. We are 8,7,6. Morgan says guess what and we say what and she … Continue reading

Posted in Childhood, Poetry | 2 Comments

Jenny

4 years old and I kissed Jenny on top of the propane tank behind our trailer. She said I had to kiss her everytime I got home from work, so I climbed on and off the tank, our living room, … Continue reading

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Hungover Dream

Wake to the cold stumble over shoes in front of the door step out into the rumor of sun God wakes with a start and grabs a notebook from beside the bed. He writes November. Red, orange; wet. Smoke. Sunrise - woman/song.  He’s … Continue reading

Posted in Faith, Poetry, Science and Nature | 4 Comments

The fit hits the Shan #4: Shuffled Notebooks

Shan is back this month with a poem about the crossing lines of friendship and kinship. We’ve lived away from each other for 16 years, and while we have always been affectionate, becoming true friends as adults was almost like starting … Continue reading

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Hope

Smoke in the dark barn rafters swimming through cracks of light like fish passing through sun to shadow 1 a.m. voice of friend wife asleep and daughter dreaming Footsteps in the alley below It is always hope that brings me home ~~~~~~ … Continue reading

Posted in Marriage, Poetry | 8 Comments

Vintage Kettle: Dirty God

Dirty God (2010) If you are The image of the invisible god Then I can only assume God has bad teeth and calluses I’ve never seen a picture of you That’s convinced me We really wish you to be real … Continue reading

Posted in Church, Faith, Imperfect Prose, Poetry, Theology | 2 Comments

Vintage Kettle: Centrifuge

Another from last fall. Enjoy. ~~~~~~ Centrifuge (2010) My friend says Fear is what you’re left with When love has boiled off From not being watched I’m staring at the pan And trying to figure out How you tell the … Continue reading

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Vintage Kettle: Choices

I’m recycling an old one today, friends. It’s simple and should be obvious, but I’m finding more and more that what is obvious to my head is not always obvious in my life. So, here are 5 words that should … Continue reading

Posted in Imperfect Prose, Poetry | 7 Comments