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Vintage Pentecostal

They said we were drunk on wine.

Gossip ran home to tell.

The vault of heaven swung open, our voices raised the key—

They said we were drunk on wine.

The whole world full to overflowing with the likes of us—

Bible-loving Pentecostals run amuck.

 

the disruption


There’s a man

at the bank today making trouble

 

in a loud voice he is demanding

someone, anyone,

to come out from behind the counter,

to make the world right—

 

he asks for his due…

 

from a woman quietly signaling

her supervisor to deal with

the disruption

 


My poems are published in: Crux, Alive Now, Presence Journal, Weavings, Island Journal, Prairie Journal, Prairie Messenger and Transition Mental Health Journal among others. My second collection of poems, Sky Under Water: poems for where we live is on ibooks. My third collection, Little Dove, is available by contacting me directly 2dayna@telus.net

embodied, a simple life


the cat on my tummy, a tabby

—purring bliss

on a grey Canadian couch

snug and safe from terror

now stirring

the captive earth

 

the cat on my tummy, a tabby

with eyes closed, deaf

to manifestoes—

we are strangers

to the far-away fight

over worth

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PHOTO: this dew-laden beauty owes its simple existence, in part, to geography. It lives and grows in Canada’s famous (and well-tended) Butchart Gardens.

“You showed favor to your land, O Lord… Restore us again, O God our Savior, and put away your displeasure toward us.” Psalm 85:1

 


My poems are published in: Crux, Alive Now, Presence Journal, Weavings, Island Journal, Prairie Journal, Prairie Messenger and Transition Mental Health Journal among others. My second collection of poems, Sky Under Water: poems for where we live is on ibooks. My third collection, Little Dove, is available by contacting me directly 2dayna@telus.net

bridging the gap*


Clear across unresolved

distance between us

the voice of a bird comes—

in the morning,

breezing easily over traffic,

right on time—

 

keeping its promise to bridge the gap

between open sky and

those in the valley below,

wavering between heights,

forgetting the glory

that awaits those faithful

to small appointments.

 

*This poem first appeared in the journal Alive Now, Jan/Feb 2017 edition.


My poems are published in: Crux, Alive Now, Presence Journal, Weavings, Island Journal, Prairie Journal, Prairie Messenger and Transition Mental Health Journal among others. My second collection of poems, Sky Under Water: poems for where we live is on ibooks. My third collection, Little Dove, is available by contacting me directly 2dayna@telus.net

a symphony of birdsong


a symphony of birdsong in a cherry tree

speaks to me as I pass by, calls me out

of the basement song I learned in church

to recognize as the voice to guide

in such things as the world passing by

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PHOTO: My hubby took this photo of an Arbutus Tree on a hike on Vancouver Island, B.C.

“Even the sparrow has found a home, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may have her young—a place near your altar, O Lord Almighty, my King and my God.” Psalm 84:3

 


My poems are published in: Crux, Alive Now, Presence Journal, Weavings, Island Journal, Prairie Journal, Prairie Messenger and Transition Mental Health Journal among others. My second collection of poems, Sky Under Water: poems for where we live is on ibooks. My third collection, Little Dove, is available by contacting me directly 2dayna@telus.net

it takes (at least) two


I forgave him easy

but it wasn’t enough

to make me come again

when he called me names

he said he didn’t mean

 

I forgave him easy

but it wasn’t enough

for him to make the change—

mid-life hits everyone hard, but

what else could a body do

 

I forgave him easy

but it wasn’t enough

for two.

 


My poems are published in: Crux, Alive Now, Presence Journal, Weavings, Island Journal, Prairie Journal, Prairie Messenger and Transition Mental Health Journal among others. My second collection of poems, Sky Under Water: poems for where we live is on ibooks. My third collection, Little Dove, is available by contacting me directly 2dayna@telus.net

Complex Designs


I admit, now and then,

to letting disappointment glisten

like dew on my temples

over “the one that got away”

—a web of singular drops of water

reveal complex attempts to secure a meal

the instinct of a spider betrayed—

a famished, unrepentant creature,

I hold no loss too small to regret.

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PHOTO: I spotted too many complex creatures to count, in this tidal pool on the western edge of Vancouver Island. Fascinating!

Psalm 25:14 says, “The Lord confides in those who fear him; he makes his covenant known to them.”

 


My poems are published in: Crux, Alive Now, Presence Journal, Weavings, Island Journal, Prairie Journal, Prairie Messenger and Transition Mental Health Journal among others. My second collection of poems, Sky Under Water: poems for where we live is on ibooks. My third collection, Little Dove, is available by contacting me directly 2dayna@telus.net