Poetry

  • Tomorrow/Today

    We dream of lovely tomorrows,but if all we do is dream of them,we never receive them. Now is the time to create those tomorrows. Tomorrow is today. Text and image © 2014 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • Old Shoes

    Every dayyou put on your shoes.You put them on yesterday,and you put them on today,and you will put them on tomorrow. And then one morning,you realize they need to be replaced;they are old and worn and no longer serve you,these… Continue reading

  • Digital Silence

    And lo,at noon,digital silencefell across the land–     no phones,    no pods,    no pads,     no tweets,    no posts,    no notifications,    no e-mails,    not a single text– only silence. And in the… Continue reading

  • On Hope

    Anchor hope in remembering. If God's faithfulness held then,why not today?why not right now? Text and image © 2014 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • The Creative Process

    So you'd like to write a poem?     Use common words    in uncommon ways.     Only say    what's authentic for you    or it will land false.     End with a punch,    not below… Continue reading

  • Thursday Prayer

    Good morning, Creator: Take pity on me, I pray,that today the disorienting winds of rearrangement    won't leave me again upside-down in the bushes,but instead may speed me further toward    tomorrows cupping contentment. Amen. Text and image © 2014 by Dirk deVries. All… Continue reading

  • Dreaming

    At night they come to me–my sister or my father,my mother or her mother–mutually recognizingthat they have diedand that we have,for whatever reason,been given a few more minutes together. Sometimes,I ask questions,because I need to know,to understandmyself. Sometimesit is enough… Continue reading

  • God Undefined

    Give me a Godwho's a little bit odd,    who strays a bit south of convention,a God made of partsof old broken hearts,    a God of unnerving invention. I want the Divineto stray from the line    and shrug off our tight expectation,a… Continue reading

  • Fashion Week

    Along the spare runwayskinny, slack-faced models slouch,whose bodies movebut faces do not. When did the lack of feelingbecome sexy? When did boredom(or is it death)become beauty? Text and image © 2014 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • Releasing

    So many questions,so few answers,so little needto stress about either. Text and image © 2014 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading