Easter 2014

I've been trying hard to put into poetry something wonderful I witnessed today at church, but can't yet. I'll keep at trying as I had a beginning sentence that slipped away today. Lesson here is to capture these things and write them in the moment. Here are 3 poems that came as from fragments of the day. Not quite expressing how I want to say it, but a start.

Ringing in a New Dawn

Today it was supposed to rain and it didn’t

There was blue sky and sunshine

Today we made careful plans not to be late

We were late as so many times before

Today it was predicted we wouldn’t find a seat if late

We found one and then were moved to an even better one

Today we thought it would be a good service

It was better as we were surprised by God’s infinite grace

Today we thought no one would come to dinner

You came and we laughed again

Today we usually make holiday meals complex

But we made it delicious yet simple

Today was supposed to be the same as last year

But last year was left behind and we made a new day today

Apostle

What is resurrection?

It is insurrection?

Pilgrims that claim

A bombing in His name

Is it new reputation?

Reimaging or station?

To resurrect the body from cold

Warming up the eternal soul

It is only one time

This is the spine

Jesus was raised from the dead

Grave clothes left on his bed

He burst from the tomb

He is coming back soon

Soon is a relative term

It makes some squirm

I have learned to wait

A constant state

He took my place

So I might see his face

Patty Cake

I first saw a baby boy

You so filled with joy!

Telling all you knew

He was growing too

Then I didn’t see you at all

The boy was growing tall

I’d glimpse him from time to time

Wondering what made him so fine?

To you, I didn’t know he had changed

To me, I saw so little, but a new bounce in him

Every ounce of him was something I couldn’t name

Then I had a baby boy

I was so filled with joy!

I was telling you too

You looked a bit unglued

No matter, I thought you were scattered

Absorbed in so many moments and your son

I thought you needed more fun

I didn’t know it weighed a ton

My baby grew

The time flew

I now stunned

Missing his fun

Your boy, I would describe

As eyes missing a vibe

I know that missed cue

To you I flew

We held a bond

In this growing pond

A secret language between you and me

It had come to rest exacting a fee

From our children we cherish

Fearing they would perish

Without hope

Without a vote

Lacking everything

In our beings

We hold hands

Across this span

Molding them 

into stronger men