“Perhaps the point of fairy tales”

In Matt. 18, Jesus said (essentially), “Unless you turn into a little child, you’ll never get where you really want to go.”  Lewis said that when he became a man, one of the childish things he put away was the fear of appearing very child-like.  Yes.  Exactly.  And so here’s  little poem from a while [...]

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dark blue (a little lament)

To everything there is a season.  Sometimes small lamentations can help along the winding way way through a time to mourn.  This describes the current pain of a dear friend (upon whom, peace): dark blue (a little lament) Drifting ghost-like through these rooms Gathering up all that you left behind: Promises and passion, Bell-like laughter, [...]

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Annual Christmas Poem Revision for the Tenth Day of Christmas

You know, yes, that Christ’s Mass begins on the 25th of Dec?  That all that comes before equals Advent?  And that in some Catholic countries they still save presents for 6th Jan, Epiphany, the day (supposedly) We Three Kings came to the baby  Jesus with their gifts? And you know, don’t you, that people have [...]

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