Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Who knew the Bard would join us?

A barred owl graced the last afternoon of our PSALM retreat at Camp Fowler. Along with going all paparazzi on the Bard, there was copious song writing, poetry, drawing, fireside laughter, and even a moonlight snowshoe walk! Subzero? Of course!

Monday, January 14, 2008

Come PSALMing with us!

A few spots left for the PSALM Retreat starting this Sunday....

For registration information, click HERE!

Wednesday, January 2, 2008

poem in progress...another try at Quick Widow

(Edited, yes again, January 19th. Your thoughts & comments, welcome as always.)

Quick Widow

In the darkest hour, you cry out,

“He’s dead!

The cat.


And continue this frantic

chant, fumbling

for the light through a dreamy


Relieved, we see our silent, squinting feline

blinking up at us,


and annoyed,

wondering why

we disturb the still,

smooth silk of his sleep.

To catch our breath, we shuffle

across cold kitchen tiles

and try to quietly laugh it off,

then scratch the fur between his ears

as we climb back into bed, curling back

around him like commas.

Your breaths deepen so quickly,

but I lay there

all night long,

eyes wide open to the ceiling

and arms crossed,

listening through the dark

for your heartbeat.


01.19.2008 (rev)