Random Acts of Poetry

This place has been a blessing to me. Since I have found it, the world of poetry is opening up to me. In trying to share this joy, I have begun reading poetry with the boys each night. After our devotional we have been digging into some selections from Samuel Hazo’s The Song of the Horse. It is my hope that Bible reading and poetry will become intertwined for them, so that both heart and mind will be stirred by scripture.

I found Hazo's name repeatedly mentioned here, and here; and so, being a novice at this poetry thing I thought his works might be a good place to start.

I was right.

After each reading, I ask the boys, “What does that poem say to you?” And they always have the most interesting offerings. Sometimes they glean a meaning that surprises me, or opens my eyes to something intensely personal going on in their little lives.

But always it makes them think.

And me too.

It broadens our minds and makes the world less flat.

High Calling blogs hosts Random Acts of Poetry, you can read about it here and get your fill on this week’s participants while you're over there (it will leave you empty for more)

…here is my offering this week.

Burden

I stand

arms open

and receive this

weight

arms fall

under

heaviness and

it bears down

on me

but I cannot

put it down

or pass

it along

for fear

of betrayal

for sake

of love

so

I stand

under ten

thousand pounds

crushed

do not

hold on

to me

for I am

being dragged

down

under sea

drowning

in

lies.

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ABCs of the Word, “L”

“You belong to your father, the devil, and you want to carry out your father’s desire. He was a murderer from the beginning, not holding to the truth, for there is no truth in him. When he lies, he speaks his native language, for he is a liar and the father of lies.” (John 8:44)

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For my self-portrait this week, I'm posting a couple pictures of my new hair cut. Join us at Forever in Blue Jeans for the "Where's mom in the picture?" challenge. It is true that usually we are the ones behind the lens. This is an attempt to leave behind some evidence that I actually exist...

Okay, so maybe the front doesn't look too different...

But, doesn't the back look interesting?