Close Inspection

woman kissing cute fluffy spotty cat

the life within

thrives on privacy, where and when

we roam an endless domain—

under scrutiny the inner light

shies away

like a woman cuddling with a cat,

dear fierce or gentle nature, we value time

uninterrupted, unproductive,


all that might make up


This poem on the power of PRIVACY to be ourselves, expand and give expression to the movements of our soul; to draw a on deep well of appreciation and unabashed affection for the simple, sacred things God gives us; to make the most of good gifts.

This features in my NEW BOOK of poems, LONGINGS OF THE SOUL, a poetic response

Potter’s Studio, Field, BC

crop potter with clay in hands

On the potter’s wheel

in a small studio in the hamlet of Field, B.C.,

on the side of a blue-grey mountain

mere clay

turns out into impossible goblets, bowls

and serving plates, glazed copper

and cream; the practice of getting alone with God

akin to the soul as clay for the potter

              now spinning, shaping,

              accounting for the form, the function

              at the heart

of the matter

This poem about the shaping of a soul appears in my upcoming book on the Spiritual Formational Disciplines that lead us into a deeper experience of the One who Made Us and called it good. There is something special about wandering through a Potter’s Studio, smelling the clay, feeling the thrill of the wheel, admiring the finished pieces–vases, dishes, goblets. But I find their hands, their love of their craft, the thing I take away, hold onto to. Value most. It’s hard to imagine that God, who is the potter to my clay, not loving such work.

This poem appears in my NEW BOOK, “Longings of the Soul, a poetic response.” Now on Amazon.

Boredom is Beautiful

wooden pier corner above calm rippling lake

When my children were young, we had Quiet Time.
It was beautiful. Here, they had time to grow,
discover who they were, learn to be at home
in their skin, let small things
take shape, become large—

like Thoreau felling trees to build a small cabin
in the woods, not far from home—a pond for company—
movement, sound, birds and a few other visitors
more than enough

or Elijah bunkered down in a cave, a proper non-address,
perhaps, for a Prophet who knew what it meant
to tell, to live the truth

like Jesus, they found solitude appealing, nothing like it, really, to put a body, mind at ease.  

Solitude is one of the key spiritual disciplines to reclaim, make new, a habit if you will, that leads to a sense of life renewed, refreshed by the presence, the companionable company of God, the one who knows us and calls us into a deeper place of faith; to journey on.

This poem on SOLITUDE appears in my NEW BOOK, “Longings of the Soul, a poetic response.” Now Available on Amazon.


woman wearing blue top beside table

a listening ear, a caring voice,

an honest word, someone taking time to hear,

patient under pressure, faithful

in season, reliable—this is

the fruit of deep


in time spent with God

This poem about listening sounds simple, perhaps. But I’ve found the root of someone being able to really listen; to enter into someone else’s story and speak into it in a meaningful and authentic way, is often a vital relationship to God. When we spend time with the Lord, hearing, perhaps, what We need to hear; we are open to hearing others speak and work out their faith, their struggle, in a way that allows a new level of freedom to come alive, blessing both the one who listens and the one who hears, with a deep joy.

This poem appears in my NEW BOOK, “Longings of the Soul, a poetic response.” Now on Amazon.

Joy Renewed

crucifix illustration

Renewing our joy in the journey

springs from knowing all is well—not because

we say or sing so, but because God has made it so: faith

being a finished work on the cross of Christ,


a shining shard, jewel

in his eternal crown.

This poem appears in my upcoming book on Faith’s Journey, featuring poems on the path that leads us to the foot of Christ’s cross, to lay down what worries us, holds us back from looking up, receiving all that God has in store for those who love, who worship him in spirit and in truth–faith being a foretaste of heaven’s crown.

This poem appears in my NEW BOOK, “Longings of the Soul, a poetic response.” Now on Amazon.