My Father made this coat for me – for this life, this path. It has served and kept me warm, redolent with memory. Over years, random threads of joy, needlework of love and friends who appliquéd silken colours on darkness embroidered this unique and cherished patchwork. The years have worn it thin, spans now threadbare. […]
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Category: Poems in BCF Word
A number of my poems have been published in the BCF Word, a quarterly publication by the Boaters Christian Fellowship. I set them against photos for visual presence. Sometimes I reuse older poems, but most of them have been written for the purpose.
Blessed
Show compassion that wings joy for you are the salt of the earth. But if the salt no longer has flavour, where will the world find mercy? You are the light of the world – let your actions be radiant deeds that glorify God and reject the darkness of the self-righteous. Give up revenge: losing […]
Storm
Change swirls around me, a sea dark with the rising storm; but in You O Lord, I will put my hope. Days melt and weeks dissolve, tomorrow’s horizon long obscured; but in You O Lord, I will put my future. Waves of trouble crash over me, my heart founders, swamped by fear; but in You […]
Come To Me
Come to me, all you who are weary, worried; Bring to me all the things that weigh you down. Let them go, and I will give you rest, In me your soul will find refuge from trouble. Share my yoke on your shoulders and learn, Receive my guidance and instruction. Walk right here, beside me. […]
Lost Days
As years pass and days shrink, activity multiplies. Each season sifts its own joys and rhythms but times to pray elude. A rare space opens – frays and fragments and hours are lost before I’ve noticed what might have been. November – life slows down and winter pulls long evenings round its shoulders, draws up […]
Broken
Life gives, life takes away but sufficient to the day is the evil thereof and the Lord is our refuge and our strength. We blame God, but circumstances set the scene the broken world breaks us too the damage in us hurts others whether we choose or no. We all need to forgive and be […]
Fire of Being
Endless tears can damp the flame, but what tumbles the soul ablaze? Again I gather stones that broke me, build a path towards that Light. Yet what is my mortal truth, the very fruit of fire? Kingfisher will flash – not ring; bell speaks its own name, not wings. Know yourself, in grace of truth […]