Psalm 65
Psalm 65 To neglect & not include the All – this is the greatest crime There is a day, month, hour, when A man stands before That Which carries him down the Arc of his days When he enters the…
Psalm 65 To neglect & not include the All – this is the greatest crime There is a day, month, hour, when A man stands before That Which carries him down the Arc of his days When he enters the…
Psalm 64 I have come to love my life… though it circles like a shark… There’s only one rule… be true now… That’s where teeth come in… Like… a woman asks… ‘Why did you lose your faith?’ & I’m treading…
Psalm 63 Out of the depths… I hear your voice… Tom Bombadil has arrived… Sense significance… Sanctity… Scrawl words to paper… Snooze – Pre-dawn… Out in my shed… Lapsang Souchong in hand… Thumbing my 70’s Lord of the Rings… I…
Psalm 62 In the fierce silence after the electrocardiogram Lion speaks first I don’t want your advice I don’t want your expertise I don’t want your experience I don’t want your help I want you I want the simple uncluttered…
Psalm 61 ‘you must get lost quite often’ my mother comments matter-of-factly as we pass the tiny creek winding to the rear of the dementia ward… ‘yes, all the time’ i reply… it’s as if we’re rehearsing basics… day one,…
Psalm 60 Can it be three months since You first came to this place? Three short months since i first walked these sacred hallways… i was so afraid… Your first-born, ever-responsible son Trying my best to protect you… Yet…
Psalm 59 i cannot explain how you become icon to me… though i can say… i exclude nothing… i see your suffering… &… as son… bleed… i become a tender watcher along your way… press cigarettes & passionfruit ice-cream…
Psalm 58 it’s amazing how far you travel in a blue recliner – you hold a baby to your heart & you’re gone – mind you there are places you don’t go – stress – strain – busy –…
Psalm 57 (to Charlie) when i first saw you, you were in a blue pool – your mother held you like you were the star she’d followed all her life – i was drawn to the dark of your eyes…
Psalm 56 There’s so much to keep from this poem So much that’s too soon to know So I turn to you & the slip & slop of goldfish Between your thighs As we navigate the piles of liquefaction On…