Poetry
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Another Day of Healing
That day–a busy one, as healing ministries go–a leper, two crippled gals and several menfolk born blind(three at least–some days he lost count). And, when the disciples weren't looking,the mangled wing of a dun-colored bird,the runny, infected eye of a… Continue reading
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The Juiciest Berries
For all our strivingthe juiciest berriesremain unpicked. Text and image © 2011 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading
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At the Museum
"They have so many rooms over here,"a little girl observes to her father. Yes, they do, young one.So many rooms,and so big,and filled with so many wonders. You've seen bone-built dinosaursand birds three times your size,a grizzly with knives for… Continue reading
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Sunshine and Rain
bright, clear days call me outward to run to relate to create cold, rainy days call me inward to stillness to awareness to accountability I am given sunny, celebratory daysand I am given gray, growing days I need both Text and image © 2010 by Dirk deVries. All… Continue reading
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Unselfing
If it unselfs you,treasure it,cultivate it. If it muscles through your grim, monotonous monitoringof what others think of youor whether or not you measure up,make a note. If it picks you up,shakes you out,and drops you a few feet away… Continue reading
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He Reads Poetry
He reads poetry. Reading poetry is, for him, not unlike getting a long drink of cold water after running several miles on a hot, dusty summer day. His whole body craves it, needs it, not only good on the lips,… Continue reading
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Dinner for One
I lay the cloth, smooth it with my palm.I arrange the blooms, fuss them into place.I deal the plates, space them evenly.I fold and refold the napkins, creasing them into flowers,then pockets, then simply rectangles.I align silverware, savoring the cadence… Continue reading
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It Was So Still Last Night
It was so still last nightthat sitting on the beachI could feel no breezeI could see no wavesI could hear only the slightest touch of wateron sand that lay smooth and clean before me It was so quietI could hear… Continue reading