Refresh us, God, with drenching rains
that will make our own irrigations laughable
that will make for lush vegetable growth
and heady fragrance
...
The thing inside
that craves the cask
that makes the body
...
Boy on a swing
perhaps fourteen?
back and forth
and back and forth
...
Autumn used to tell a sad tale—
for behind its beauty
the whisper of life fading—
after red and gold splendor
...
"Like a moth into a blowing fan"
from sleepless hours in a flying can—
airline food, too much caffeine—
to fight a cold—an antihistamine—
...
Assignment taken as a last resort—
with leaving early then commuting far—
a school not known for academics—
then asked to take another teacher's classes.
...
'… if a man or woman has received
a gift from our Lord, such as devotion
in prayer or in passion of Christ, or any
other… let him not leave it too soon
...