Posts Tagged “poem”
Sunken Ship (Friendship)
by i.burgess on March 11, 2013
I sat across from you and sipped a coffee. We drank a lot of coffee And you would laugh At the coffee I drank Over the spilled dark drink I’d spill out my bitter-dark heart And preach perfectly about the sins of men And never tell you mine. Oh how I dreamed of transparency But [...]
The Convert
by i.burgess on May 9, 2011
After one moment when I bowed my head And the whole world turned over and came upright, And I came out where the old road shone white, I walked the ways and heard what all men said, Forests of tongues, like autumn leaves unshed, Being not unlovable but strange and light; Old riddles and new [...]
Eucharistic Hymn
by i.burgess on December 11, 2010
This day receive me Son of God Communing at your mystic feast, For I will not betray You Mystery to your foes; Will never give a kiss Like that which Judas gave, But like the thief I shall confess to you: In your royal kingdom, Lord, Be mindful then of me. Liturgy of St John [...]
After Easter
by i.burgess on April 5, 2010
Crying Eggs Tears and treats Sorrow and sweets What a messed up story, This spring festival This remembracne of battle fought And victory won This Hallmark Holiday, marketing campaign and sales booster Lord, Lord, Awaken our hearts and ignite our spirits That we would put to death all these worthless things, And see your everlasting glory Displayed [...]
This Same Jesus
by i.burgess on February 28, 2010
I found this poem in an old book, The kind that feel good to touch, and smell of old. Today on the road I met Him: The very same Jesus who trod The old, old lanes and highways On His beautiful errands for God I was troubled and heart-sick and weary With a load too [...]
Here I pitch my tent
by i.burgess on January 23, 2010
Today, at college, we spent the day in quiet reflection. We were asked to reflect on what we wanted to ‘build’ for God this semester, and then make it out of clay. I’m not the best clay sculptor, and so I made a simple teepee. It wasn’t very good and it fell flat a few [...]
