The last time, a flood.Locked her up after that.Been waiting forfear to subside. For tides to wash awaythe bones, the deathI cooked from crushed heartsbleached of passion. That light just feels, feelstoo bright, too strong,a scorching wavefor a desert shore. But I haven’t looked,not since then;where’s the key?Ah, in her pocket. All that time, aeons […]
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Being Love, Unconditional Love, That Is
What is it to be love? This is the question that my friend and inspirationist, Kat Nelson Troyer asked when I wrote this post the first time for her February guest post series on this lovely and complex topic. That’s actually not my first question, though. My first question is: Where did you find the […]
Poetry Corner: Looking Glass Country
Alice, today, throughlooking glass, darkly. Vision of you, there,back of branches, lightly. Running toward that,swiftly moving away. Forest closes in,or maybe expands. Yearning leaves streakson veins of old kisses. Bowed and turned,soul whispers reflection. Feel a light embracefrom behind the mirror. ©2011 Joanne Sprott
The Takeaway
Don’t leave your blog, story, sermon, talk, without one! Most powerful thing I learned from a minister I met at a Unitarian Universalist conference over fifteen years ago: always make ’em think, make ’em laugh and/or cry, and give ’em a gift to take away. I used this philosophy in all my successful talks to […]
Poetry Corner: Forgiveness
The longer I live,the more I give.The more I forgive,the happier I live. A longevity of giving;a giving for-ness of living.A love remembered;a mistake forgotten. Why loss in life?Why will to live?Why, this meanslife is to forgive. Loss is the deal.Meditate on memory.Fill in with love.Nowhere else to bewhen life is a flood. © 2012 […]
Poetry Corner: The Muse
Look out! The muse is loose,all a-glitter and a-shake in her mermaid self.One grab and all you’ve got is a handful of scales for your trouble. Listen carefully; what you wantcould be a stray note from her full lips,as she wriggles off to the other shore,singing and laughing merrily off-key. Take that note; that’s all […]
