Poetic Justice … you can take it with you
Journalism reports yesterday’s news. Like the weather, it needs no re-cap. No sense keeping that around. Fiction tells a good story. Entertaining, but unless those characters make a home with us, one and done. yet… Poetry bears telling and re-telling, reading and re-reading. Poems speak newness, reading into us, as we are new. The one we […]
Are You Finished Yet?
What is our perfect number of days? Before we are who our families meet, and our friends know, and our partners embrace, we are complete. Completely made ready by the One who was and is and ever will be. Always. Can the end of our days ever be welcome? A just dessert, a welcome respite, a final […]
I don’t create, I rearrange
I am not creative. I do not create something from nothing. That was done once, only once. I rearrange. Been rearranging since the beginning of me. Today, I give thanks for the gift of creativity. The desire to look at a thing and all that surrounds it and try out the combinations. What goes here? […]
Failure isn’t fatal
It’s fortunate. It tells us we have reached the point where we can no longer continue without change, without a new approach, a new learning. We have reached the limit of our current ability. It gives us a measure of where we are today, and how far we’ve come. It is a limit without limiting, […]
“Before you know…
Before you know kindness as the deepest thing inside, you must know sorrow as the other deepest thing… Then it is only kindness that makes sense anymore, only kindness that ties your shoes and sends you out into the day to mail letters and purchase bread… ~ Naomi Nye
If I Had My Way I’d be Out of a Job
My goal in life is to retire because the work I do no longer needs doing. To become obsolete. Walking the fields, strolling the sidelines, and as far as I can see children are playing: determined and skillful, sweating and graceful, completely exhausted, and deliriously happy. No yelling. No carding. No injuries. No […]
Life story, a poem
Art exposes. Love discloses. Hate hides. Fear folds. Power peeks, then peers, then prevails. Humility holds. Rest redeems. Quiet waits. Art explodes.
Gotcha! not
I turn to write on the board and I hear it behind me. The scampering of feet, shuffling of desks, of papers, of books. Looking over my shoulder, nothing is amiss. Every student in his place. Every desk in its space. The smiles of sweetness greet me. “Yes, Dr. LeBolt?” I shake my head in […]
Dream Big
Child’s play. An innocent toss turns to intentional heft. Land it just so. Not in, but on. Along. The smooth, flattened stones go further — touching, touching, touching…gone. one…two…three..four.five. Five! I got five! I can do better, Hand me another. Where? Where are the better stones? Which? Which are the best stones? Weight. Trajectory. Angle. […]
Let it be
The icy rain came and covered all of creation with a shimmering sheet. Heavy under its weight it bent and then dripped and then froze, God’s great ice-o-metrics. Fragile. Frozen. Frosted. The snow came and blanketed the icy stillness with layer upon layer of beauty. Limbs bent lower and lower. I can ease their suffering and […]
