Dreams

  • Dismissal

    Give me a balcony(somewhere on the East coast of Mexico),air scented with hidden hyacinth(sweet, exotic, sensual),a waning moon and the evening's first star(just freed from the hazy horizon),and a fresh-pressed volume of poetry(Rumi? Oliver? Collins?). You may leave now. Text… Continue reading

  • Scanning

    Charmed childgrowing up on a Michigan beach,I stand on wind-built dunesand scan for whales,    for Russian subs,    for drowning victims…     for an adventure    and an extrordinary life. Text and image © 2014 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • Monkeys

    A group of monkeys,typing randomly in a room,will eventuallytype these words,exactly as I am doing now. <sigh> Text and image © 2014 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • What If?

    What iflocked inside of methere is an individualso brilliantly creative,so astonishingly original,that, if liberated,he would revolutionize    medicine or literature or technology    or psychology or peace-making or religion? What if fear has kept him hiddenall these decades? What if… Continue reading

  • Carol for the Sixth Day of Christmas

    Candles burn.    Baby cries.Hearts return.    Mother sighs. Church bells chime.    Love arrives.Carols rhyme.    Sadness dies. Snow flakes fly.    Devils fear.Hope revives.    God is here. Text and image © 2013 by Dirk deVries. All rights… Continue reading

  • On the Third Day of Christmas

    All that stuff you've lost through the years–     Barbies and Hot Wheels,    LEGOs and barrettes,    baseballs and golf balls,    jobs and hobbies,    best friends and beloved pets,    lovers and loved ones,    innocence,   … Continue reading

  • O Antiphons: Desire of Nations

        O come, Desire of nations, bind        in one the hearts of humankind,    bid thou our sad divisions cease,        and be thyself our King of Peace. The world, worn and weary,barely able to rise from bed each morning,tired of grieving… Continue reading

  • Heaven and Hell

    I have dug this hole,you see,to hold my fears.Once filledI shall climb in,and thus surrounded,justify my cowardice,prejudice,self-absorption,self-loathing.I have dughell. I have built this hut,you see,to hold my hopes.Once furnishedI shall cross the threshold,and thus surrounded,know my courage,compassion,wisdom,wholeness.I have builtheaven. Text… Continue reading

  • To Essence

    Say yes to the River;relax in its flow;agree to the journeywherever it goes. Let go of the tiller;let slip both the oars.Stop looking landward;break free of both shores. Calm stretches await you–and rapids and falls,and eastward the Ocean's heartbeckons and… Continue reading

  • The Halves and the Halves Not

    I am a word half-spoken;    you are that word's other half.I am a heart half-broken;    you are that heart's other half. I am a dream half-thought;    you are that dream's other half.I am a lesson half-taught;   … Continue reading