Category Archives: Poetry

Brown Penny

This is a wonderful recitation of a poem by W.B. Yeats from the movie Must Love Dogs. Ignore the subtitles; or, better yet, close your eyes and just listen to Christopher Plummer do great justice to this poem:

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Obedience

“Obedience”, by Sietze Buning (a pseudonym used by Stanley Wiersma, late professor of English at Calvin College): Were my parents right or wrong not to mow the ripe oats that Sunday morning with the rainstorm threatening? I reminded them that … Continue reading

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Naomi’s Cry

[Ruth 1] empty. empty. empty. nothing to offer. no faith. nothing here. return… return… return… turn back, where Yahweh has visited. empty. empty. empty. belly. soul. heart. (another called this “weary and heavy-laden”) to you; and to my bitter home: … Continue reading

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Barley Harvest

We are starting a Wednesday series on Ruth this coming Wednesday. Preparation for the study reminded of this poem I wrote a couple of years ago: When Naomi re-entered Bethlehem, She was greeted by the barley fields. These formerly dry … Continue reading

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Isaiah 44:21b: An Advent Song

The dusty tomes of fourteen generations, thrice, blew open to their fullness, as the divine Spirit shadowed over a young semitic girl. A memory or, better, remembrance, from something like almighty synapses firing into connections, not because of absentmindedness, but … Continue reading

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“We have this treasure in earthen vessels” [Poetry]

I think it will survive—the tomato plant on our neighbors’ porch. The wind, the other day, pushed through our valley in mighty gusts, forcing over trees and fences, and devastating the work of the children of man. Our neighbors’ porch … Continue reading

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Unbelief, triumphed over. [Poetry]

I keep them all in a little black book now, where I write them down, when I see or I hear them; before, before I knew Truth, they came in, settled in, lived, multiplied their bastard children; swept out the … Continue reading

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Barnabas’ Lament

Barnabas’ Lament on the parting with Paul over John-Mark. O Paul! Paul, my dearest friend! Do you remember? How on that dusty road, the Christ, Arisen, came to you in glory? And you were saved and changed, And made a … Continue reading

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That Spoon

My dad had never used that spoon before– it had a hole centered in its wooden bowl. My sister had done something wrong. “Now you’re going to get a spanking, sweetie, though it hurts me more than you.” So to … Continue reading

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Poem: Circumcision

April is National Poetry Month. I haven’t posted much in the way of poetry lately, but this is something I wrote some time ago: Spirit-work, invisible In my heart. My now replaced, now fleshly heart, Which beats and bleeds– Alive! … Continue reading

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