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Feeling Autumnal?

Mars burns bright and close this October: I watch it through the window, as I lie, too-awake, in the dark. Drawn-in under covers as the cold bites, I shrink, foetal-shaped but old-fleshed, frail.   I am autumnal: dry-leaved, mud-under-foot, dark-dayed,...

War Nearer Home!

Across our planet earth there bleed the wounds of war, With livelihoods destroyed and cherished homes no  more; The people flee, abused and scarred and travelling far, Poor refugees.   Across our planet earth the wounds of war go deep With generations taught...

Leavings

And if, as autumn deepens and darkens I feel the pain of falling leaves, and stems that break in storms and trouble and dissolution and distress and then the softness of deep shadows folding, folding around my soul and spirit, around my lips so sweet, like a swoon, or...

Batter my heart!

  Batter my heart, three-personed God, for you As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend; That I may rise and stand, o’erthrow me and bend Your force to break, blow, burn, and make me new. I, like an usurped town to another due, Labour to admit you, but...

The Inner Storm

I am a ghost  who walks alone. Beyond my yard are high stone walls. I walk and move and speak with calm. But let me tell you this my friends; Beneath the smile, the wave, the nod There screams an inner storm. It roars and wails and tears its hair. It pours in torrents...

Last Scene

This is my play's last scene, here heavens appoint My pilgrimages last mile; and my race Idly, yet quickly run, hath this last pace, My spans last inch, my minutes latest point, And gluttonous death, will instantly un-joint My body, and my soul, and I shall sleep a...

Wheels or Feet?

London walking to work? Unthinkable. The Wheel is the rock on which London stands. And moves. Jesus is not remembered For wheels. Sandals, hooves and boats Fixed his pace; the Steady, mindful steps Necessary when Setting one's face Towards Jerusalem.   Bruce...

True Love

Marry those loves, which in youth scattered be On Fame, Wit, Hopes (false mistresses) to thee. Churches are best for Prayer, that have least light: To see God only, I go out of sight: And to scape stormy days, I choose An Everlasting night. John Donne (1572-1631),...

Sabbath Renewal

The clearing rests in song and shade. It is a creature made By old light held in soil and leaf, By human joy and grief, By human work, Fidelity of sight and stroke, By rain, by water on The parent stone. We join our work to Heaven's gift, Our hope to what is left,...

Tree-lighted!

How will the legend of the age of trees Feel, when the last tree falls in England? When the concrete spreads and the town conquers The country’s heart; when contraceptive Tarmac’s laid where farm has faded, Tramline flows where slept a hamlet, And shop-fronts, blazing...

Good Night

Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night....

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Our Father: Hallowed on Earth as in Heaven

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Waiting for Jesus

Waiting for Jesus

On the outskirts of Jerusalem the donkey waited. Not especially brave, or filled with understanding, he stood and waited. How horses, turned out into the meadow, leap with delight! How doves, released from their cages, clatter away, splashed with sunlight. But the...

The Bible: Bestowed Word of God

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Jesus Christ: Crucified God in Person

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The tree of salvation for me

The tree of salvation for me

Christ died for God and me               Upon the crucifixion tree For God a spoken word               For me a sword For God a hymn of praise               For me eternal days For God an explanation               For me salvation.   Stevie Smith (1902-71),...

Humankind: Sinful, Rebellious and Faithless

I despise myself and curse my fate

I despise myself and curse my fate

When in disgrace with fortune and men’s eyes I all alone between my outcast state And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries And look upon myself and curse my fate, With what I most enjoy contented least; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising Haply I think...

In his own dungeon

In his own dungeon

He that has light within his own clear breast May sit i’ the centre, and enjoy bright day, But he that hides a dark soul, and foul thoughts Benighted walks under the midday sun; Himself his own dungeon.   John Milton (1608-74), Comus (1637).

Life’s but a walking shadow

Life’s but a walking shadow

And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no more: it is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,...

Leaving Eden

Leaving Eden

  The world was all before them, where to choose Their place of rest, and providence their guide: They, hand in hand, with wandering steps and slow, Through Eden took their solitary way.   John Milton (1608-74), Paradise Lost.

The Grace of God: Justifying and Converting

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Deep repentance

Deep repentance

Look on him whom they pierced, and mourn; Strike, mighty Grace, my flinty soul Till melting waters flow, And deep repentance drowns mine eyes In undissembled woe.   Isaac Watts (1674-1748).

Christ-likeness: Progressive Christian Living

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God knows what he’s about

God knows what he’s about

When God wants to drill a man, And thrill a man, and skill a man, When God wants to mould a man To play the noblest part; When he yearns with all his heart To create so great and bold a man That all the world shall be amazed, Watch his methods, watch his ways;   How...

Holy Spirit: in Christian Experience

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A birth, and our death?

A birth, and our death?

… were we led all that way for Birth or death? There was a Birth certainly, We had evidence and no doubt. I had seen birth and death, But had thought they were different; this birth was Hard and bitter agony for us, like Death, our death. We returned to our places,...

Believers: Assured, Called and Prayerful

A good home for my heart

A good home for my heart

… As to my heart that may as well be forgotten or labelled; Owner will dispose of same to a good home: refs exchgd., h.& c., Previous experience desired but not essential, Or let on a short lease to suit convenience.   Basil Bunting (1900-85), Personal...

We cannot sit here any more

We cannot sit here any more

From our low seat beside the fire, Where we have dozed and dreamed,               and watched the glow,               or raked the ashes, stopping so We scarcely saw the sun and rain above               or looked much higher               than this same quiet red and...

Success

Success

I’m Whatever is foreseen in joy Must be lived out from day to day. Vision held open in the dark By our ten thousand days of work. Harvest will fill the barn; for that The hand must ache, the face must sweat.   And yet no leaf or grain is filled By work of ours; the...

The Church: Provisional but Necessary

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The tree of life in the garden with Christ

The tree of life in the garden with Christ

Our Lord into his Garden comes, Well pleas’d to smell our poor Perfumes, And calls us to a feast divine, Sweeter than honey, milk or wine.   Eat of the Tree of Life, my Friends, The Blessings that my Father sends; Your Taste shall all my dainties prove, And drink...

The Mission of God

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Buy me a home in a perfect hell

Buy me a home in a perfect hell

I would buy me a perfect island home, Sweet set in a southern sea, And there I would build me a paradise For the heart o’ my Love and me.   I would plant me a perfect garden there, The one that my dream soul knows, And the years would flow as the petals grow, That...

Moral Justice: a Vision of God’s Kingdom

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The First Anniversary

Less passionate, the long war throws Its burning thorn about all men, Caught in one grief, we share one wound, And cry one dialect of pain. We have forgot who fired the house, Whose easy mischief spilt first blood; Under one roof we lie; The fault no longer...

Glory: Now and Then, Here and There

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Build your ship of death

Build your ship of death

Have you built your ship of death? O, have you? O, build your ship of death, for you will need it.   D.H. Lawrence (1885-1930).