Fallow Ground



We left the land to rest

Healing from its growing pains

We let the weeds flourish

So the winter winds

Would not blow the earth away.

We have been resting, friends

Plowing under the dry stalks


Now is the time

To plant again

And to help a hundred

Flowers bloom.




With my eyes closed

The images still flicker

Just in front of my eyelids

Bright flashes and splashes of color

Reflected faces

Laughing crying.


What is the story,

This movie playing

In my body

In my brain?

The lamp is out,

But still the light shines

A bright glimmer

Calling me.

I will follow

Whatever plot

Is unfolding

Leading me

To ministry.









Nightmares run screaming

Behind the closed cupboards

Of your sleeping

They race beneath the floorboards

And hide in your mattress

Restless, your eyelids flicker

Fear becomes fright

And the terror wakes you

Your heart is beating fast

Your breath impossible

Wait, open your eyes

Drink the water by your bed.

Morning is on its way.


Does Beauty Walk Within You?



Does Beauty walk within you

Just beneath your skin?

Does it warm your breath

In the icy air

When your heart is quick with fear?

Do the scars of your living

Protect your tender dreams?


We need courage in this ugly world

And beauty within each breast.

Broken branches can grow strong again

As they shelter from the storm.

Sing with joy

Let your Beauty shine

Despite the glare of hate

Let it bloom like truth

The power within

Will never let you go.







Does the Sun



Does the sun burn your skin

And the ocean freeze your bones?

Does the icy wind make you shiver

While the hot spring turns you red?

Come with me

There is a land

Where warm breezes blow

And gentle waves

Rock us into dreams.

Even the sun sleeps

And the tide is always turning.


Thicker than Air


Thicker than air

The water flows

Through our blood

Washing our brains

Clean again and new

Holding these poor bodies

Sacred in the pumping rhythm

Of our hearts

Drink the water

Immerse yourself

In gladness

Entering the Water



It is almost time

To enter the water

A sweet baptism of bliss

Floating weightless

In a liquid world

No drought here

No war

No crazy politicians

Dive deep

Your soul awaits some soothing

Within the water

Bundle it Up



I would be a fool

To never say

That sometimes I’d like

To bundle it up

And put it away

They say and its true

Trouble don’t last always

But it lasts way too long

And its getting me down

The news cycle swarms

Into my brain

Panic and hatred

Fear and disgust

I’ll close up the paper

Turn off my screen

Look at my lover

And dream the good dreams




An easter Poem from several years ago

Sermons, Poetry, and Other Musings

easter stone

What an effort it must have been

To climb down from that cross

So many centuries ago

They thought you were dead forever

It certainly looked like that

You’d prayed your last prayer

Healed your last leper

Driven out your last demon.

They even buried you.

It must have felt so good

To lay your head down

The funeral cloths were soft.

The darkness was comforting

So weary you were

Tired, hurt, bleeding.

You’d seen so much

Suffered so much

Done so much

What harm could it do

To give into rest

For a few days

It must have been hard

To hear the weeping

Of those who had loved you

Of those who had betrayed you

The stone was heavy

But you had to push it aside

Rolling away defeat

Banishing hopelessness

Overcoming fear.

What an effort it must have taken

To come back not knowing

What people would…

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Just Wondering



I am wondering why there is so much outrage about the long lines to vote in Arizona from Sanders supporters while there is virtual silence about the long lines for the Democratic caucuses in Utah.  Voter suppression is a terrible thing and we have seen it for a long time in many parts of the country and it almost always targeted at people of color.  Working class people of any race can’t usually give up a half a day to stand in line to cast a ballot, so when lines are long only the more privileged among us can afford to vote.  People with disabilities and the elderly also are more likely to just give up and go home than are the young, especially if they are both enthusiastic and  able-bodied.

Sanders won Utah and lost Arizona.

I think he would have lost Arizona had there been no lines, and I also suspect he would not have won Utah with as high a margin if the process there was less arduous.

Clinton has routinely tended to do much better with both older and minority voters whereas Sanders strength is primarily with young white voters , quite arguably a population relatively able to wait out a long line to vote.

If we look at the demographics of the two states, the election results make a lot of sense.  Utah has a very young population, because of their much higher than average birthrate, and it is a very white state.  Arizona is much more diverse and is a well know retirement destination.   These facts are reflected in their census data. *

Only 10% of Utah’s population is age 65+, while 16% of Arizona’s population is in that age group.  The median age in 2010 was 34.2 for Arizona and 29.2 for Utah.

Utah is also one of the whitest states, with 80% of its population listed as non-Hispanic white.  In Arizona that percentage is only 60%.

Given all of this, I am wondering why anyone thinks the results were somehow rigged.  They are exactly what was expected.  Please chill out.  Vote for the candidate you like the best, but it is time to lose the conspiracy theories.  They are frankly just silly. And, friends, please remember that they are both pretty red states anyway.


*census data




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