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Yours Sincerely, Nineveh
A poem of repentance written from the perspective of the Ninevites in the book of Jonah.
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Just Do It
Silencing the self-judgement of my own creativity.
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Minimum Chips
The naivety and simplicity of poverty.
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Learning to Worship
The story of being raised with a lively faith in a conservative church.
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(Aussie) Hot Drink Insta Bios
Long Black I’m a kick in the teeth on a cold day, and a fruity surprise on a hot one. If you think you’re ready for me, you’re not. Surprise! Bam! I’m a depressed pineapple. Flat White A beige gateway drug to harder things. My station is only two stops after you get on the…
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Please Remember Not
A reflection on Psalm 25:7, wrestling with memory, sin, and grace. This prayer-poem explores what it means for God to remember our sins — and yet, in His mercy, to remember us according to His steadfast love.
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Cacophony, and Other Fun Words
Cataclysmic Scalene Brigadier… Halcyon, Crustacean Palatable Sarcophagus Elongate! Isaac Quaynor, Glastonbury? Qualitative Fragility Christological Transylvanian, Waxing Gibbus. Palindrome. Grevillea, Cacophony Etymological Availability Lake Titicaca- Translucent Chariot Citric Cyprian Languished Delectable Pumpernickel Sumptuous Kaleidoscope Euphonically Orgasmic, Catastrophic, Monolithic! Supercalifragilistic.
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Wait Training
Stillness is agony Inefficiency gives me withdrawals the same whip I complain about I yearn for… Vocational Stockholm Syndrome
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Tattooing the Melanoma
In a self-made world, my problems lay at my feet. I am both the maker and the breaker. So when shit hits the fan It’s my mess to clean up. The only problem is I hate cleaning up shit. I hate acknowledging that sometimes in my life I am hopeless and helpless. I am not,…
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Unfeeling
I remember a time in my life where I recognised that so many of my desires were unmet and unfulfilled. It was as if everything I wanted to be and feel and do was either slipping away or perpetually out of reach. And I remember thinking, “What do I do with this?“ I felt like…
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Lest We Forget – the case for confession
Do you consider yourself a sinner, even if you’re a Christian? This isn’t a ‘hot’ topic, it’s lukewarm at best, but it is a contentious one. Last week I was away at a conference and I came across two people on different occasions who seemed reluctant to call themselves ‘a sinner’, or perhaps even acknowledge…
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Panic (Attack) at the Disco!
It’s peak hour traffic In a tunnel In sweltering heat AC is broken And the tunnel is constricting Merging into less and less lanes Something’s gotta give Too many cars Not enough road… Is how I feel sometimes. My heart, mind, and soul Racing but constricting And something is gonna give. Why does thinking feel…
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EverythingLimps
I walk with a limp. I speak with a limp. I think with a limp. I pray with a limp. Nothing is now as it was created to be. Everything limps. Even the most awe-inspiring facets of creation groan. Their beauty stunted with a stutter, a fracture, a chip. We’ve grown so accustomed to the…
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My Crocs Weren’t Made for This
10 years ago I started drifting from the Right side of politics towards the Left. It started with caring for the homeless. Compassion was my gateway drug of choice. Followed by a chaser of Empathy and the second half of The Great Commandment. Man, what a rush! About 4 years ago I really started going…
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Under the Cream
I asked you how you were doing And you gave me the cream “Life’s good” “Family’s good” “Can’t complain” But 90% of life Is under the cream It didn’t take long About one pint in length Before we got past that And looked at how you Were really going Hurt, loss, doubt Not the first…
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“Man Up”
Men are… lazy toxic selfish egotistical the problem. Our world is sure of one thing when it comes to men: we aren’t good enough. We are wrong. Or at least, not right enough. What should we be doing? The opposite of what we are. Men are losing identity. (Value was lost long ago) “Why can’t…
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Victory Over Tears
Fumbling for static feelings Searching for true words I want to feel loss But there’s too much to do I’m losing you Gripping tighter Doesn’t slow down the loss I want to be still But there’s too much to do Just pause for a minute Can everything stop?! Stop leaving Stop fading Let me linger…
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Brisky
Years to farm, hours to consume Barbecue char in half-baked oak Smoke and honey Vanilla and money Infiltrated through the gates of my fortified wall(et) I pay for time to hurry up My 34 years pays a premium for your 12 I am not patient, thankfully you are Get it right, sir Get it right,…
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The Bridge (Between Life and Death)
What if between Life and Death lay a bridge? A causeway of consciousness… I imagine it to be short – slightly less than a body length, so that your head may be on one side but your feet on the other. Such a bridge would be the result of the kindness of life’s Engineer. It…
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The Bottom
I think we hit the bottom tonight. Because on the ocean floor there is No light And I couldn’t find any light Tonight Like a many-tonned wreck Descending weightless We came to rest gently On the cold, silent sand There Just sit Just stare Just pray The bottom is exposed This is who I am…