The 60-Second Sabbath

writing

  • 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

  • This Morning

    Furnace hums;coffee mug warms hands;cat on lap chews pen. This morning,too contentto write. Text and image © 2014 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • Corduroy

    Was going to write something this morning,but then a cat climbs up on my lapand curls into a tight, plump, capital "C,"settling onto the brown, wide-wale corduroyof the bathrobe my mother sewed for meover thirty years ago,and then the cat… Continue reading

  • Writing Again

    My muse unleashed, unfettered,roams the grounds like a dog in heat,whimpering, whining, trotting from tree to tree,eager, alert, responding to every new sight, sound, scent,gathering sensations, collecting,distracted always but distilling everything. She returns at dusk,sweaty, tired, sated,flops beside me on… Continue reading

  • The Random Pen

    My pen, I realize,has made its own stray marks on the pageas I dozed off–stray marksor a cryptic messagefrom my subconscious? Some do look like letters–perhaps even words;decipherable,with an imaginative stretch:perhaps"let go,"or,"less goo,"or,"left again." Maybe the ambiguity is intentional,and whatever… Continue reading

  • Fill in the Blanks

    blank page    blank heart a page of possibilities    a heart of possibilities with what will you fill yours?  Text and image © 2012 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved.   Continue reading

  • Cause for Concern?

    Alone and silent,should I be concernedthat paper and pensatisfy me entirely?  Text and image © 2012 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • To Write

    When you write,hold the pen lightly. Let it dance across the page. It looks to youfor neither destination nor purpose.It knows the steps.  Just let it dance… Text and image © 2012 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • Why I Write

    I don't expect to be understood.I write because I must.I write because writing leads me to what lies beyond.I write to survive.Writing connects me with what is holy, eternal and true. How do you connect with what is holy, eternal… Continue reading

  • Deep Within

    Deep within this pile of moulding leaves,pungent with the smell of autumn's rot,lies a meaning mine alone to find.I grip my pen, my spade, and dig in hasteand race the dusk that settles too soon in the day,and fear the… Continue reading