Dear God,
I know
all things are possible
for you
and you know
my passionate,
no desperate,
needs
desires
hungers…
Yes, this is
that same prayer.
How much
more passionately
can I present
my supplication?
I don’t
know what
to do.
How would I even
know
if you did
choose
to grant
my supplication?
What would I need to do
differently?
I sometimes
feel
completely
and totally
directionless.
By Bruce Whealton
June 22, 2009
Good Friday! Or Friday Bloody Friday!
call it Dark Friday or
Bloody Friday.
That works better for me…
They call it Good Friday -
for us Christians.
How good was it for
Jesus the Christ?
At least for me, I
wasn’t hung on a Cross
on this day…
but I’ve been a bit mad
and depressed.
I feel for Jesus – crucified -
And find nothing ‘holy’
about this [...]
In The Boat
This time it felt
just like a premonition.
In the dream,
I felt like a ghost -
I was there with you
transparent to your sight
you looked right through me
not seeing me.
My love for you
keeps these dreams alive
But I must be
strong and sober,
yet even amethyst could not
prevent the intoxication
of these memories.
There is something familiar
about the place -
I recognize [...]
This is a follow-up poem to the previous poem in this series of 2 poems.
Faith and Doubt #2
I go about my activities
with the church
and wonder how my questions
are received by others
when it’s time to share one’s faith.
There is such confusion for me -
Doubts?
Not exactly doubts but
confusion.
Let me explain…
[...]
This one is a revision from another poem with a different name.
Faith and Doubt
Someone was saying that
when we are overwhelmed with questions
regarding matters of faith
and doubts -
crises of faith -
that these are times when
our faith in God is cold
or luke warm at best.
But for me it doesn’t feel that way.
It seems that these are the [...]
Some might say that
when we are overwhelmed with questions
regarding matters of faith
and doubts
crises of faith
that these are times when
our faith in God is cold
or luke warm at best.
But for me it doesn’t feel that way.
It seems that these are the times
when I’ve felt very passionate,
very hungry for answers or
explanations.
With much desperation,
I pray, seeking those explanations…
passionately [...]
Poetic Crimes
I think there ought to be punishments,
upon those who misuse poetry.
Two sins,
two wrongs
in the use of poetry.
One is to claim to have written,
something written by another -
to plagiarize…
a wrong deserving of shame
or that one should be shamed by others
if caught.
These things should not go unpunished!
It is more than just a theft -
there is a [...]
“Now lay back in the chair,
resting your feet in the chair in front of you,
begin with a few deep breaths,
breathing in relaxation
breathing out tension
becoming more
and more
relaxed.”
Sister Jean was guiding us
in a new way
to pray.
I had come for comfort
and consolation -
I was grieving and needed
a mother a heavenly
Mother
who would hold me in her arms.
She continued,
“Now begin to [...]
Bruce Whealton: On Being A Poet and Other Existential Ideas