Poems

Times when I wonder, Times when I question,  I wonder and I question And I doubt Is there really a God? And I hear somewhere Inside the caverns of my soul Laughter, much laughter. And then it comes to me What my doubt is really. It’s a disguise for Do you really love me? You are such a smart God. Yes? So what’s with me That I question and I doubt? More laughter Is all I hear. Are you laughing at me? “Hardly,” comes the answer. “I just love you,” comes the answer.

 WHEN WE LOVE   Times when love moves us To stretch far beyond our reach.   I watch us Calculating the cost, Weighing the risk, Rolling the dice. Might we lose this time? Times when love beckons us To the tightrope Stretching ‘cross ‘Cross an uncharted abyss.   Holding our balance gracefully, We sway back and forth With complete certainty What awaits us on the other side, Complete uncertainty What waits beneath Should we fall. It may seem like a gamble, But you taught me long ago It’s what we do When we love someone. And I hold your heart dearly Carefully Gently As I whisper the words, "Thank You."

Our bed, Lord, So safe, So warm. Why me, Lord?   Every morning, You push me out into the world In search of You In all your infinite disguises.     And I do, Lord. I look for you in faces, In crowds, In trees, birds, butterflies, Mountains, clouds. I look for you, Lord, I do. And when I can’t seem to find you, I listen carefully to your footsteps, Dancing, Through the chambers of my heart, Your soft voice singing, Echoing Through the nooks and crannies, The nooks and crannies of my soul.   Every afternoon, I gaze at the sun Dropping behind the horizon Like a giant teabag, And I know the time is fast approaching When I can return to You At least for awhile.   You ask me how my day was. I tell you. I ask you how your day was, And you tell me. Then off to dreams of dreams Tangled in sense and non sense, Only to wake again When the sun comes bounding Bounding over the horizon Like a giant beach ball Playfully poking

..   Sadness, My sadness, Clinging To the walls, The walls of the chambers, The chambers of my heart. Like rain drops Slowly Ever so slowly slipping, Slipping to the edge, Effortlessly falling, Free falling, Landing somewhere, Somewhere In the depths of my heart.   Echoing An invitation to the next in line. One drop after another My sadness. Missing You, Yearning for You To come home. To be home With us. To stay awhile Before saying good bye Once again.

I knew I knew I was jealous Jealous of Mary. I knew I knew from Friday afternoon, The look on her face When they sealed the tomb. I knew I knew she would be there At sunrise. I knew I knew the passion In her body drove her To have Him all, All for herself, to wash Him To wash Him with her tears, To dry His lifeless body With her hair, To anoint Him head to toe With her lips, With her breath, With her love. I knew I knew I was jealous Jealous of Mary. I had fallen asleep Fallen asleep waiting for her. I never felt, Never felt the earth shake. I never saw Never saw the soldiers abandon Abandon their watch. I just knew I knew I was jealous Jealous of Mary. When I awoke, I saw her Saw her in the tomb Slowly unwrapping the shroud, Ever so slowly As the linen cloth stuck Stuck to his wounds. To my surprise, She had already spotted me. She beckoned to me. To my surprise She invited me To also wash Him head to toe With my tears, To also anoint Him head to toe With my lips With my breath, With