Holy Things
I figure I’m overdue for a more serious theological poem. Ironically, this one was written at a professional conference back in 2019, not during church or as a reflection on my own Bible reading. I think it was at the …
Scape-Goose
I hate Canada Geese. My hatred starts with their very name (Canada Geese? Not the more grammatically proper Canadian Geese? Really?), but really, it’s everything about them. They’re loud. They’re messy. They’re winged spite-machines that hiss at people. I mean, …
The Plums in the Icebox
Yes, another one from this month’s Poem a Day challenge. It’s been fun, and it’s easier than doing my usual random dig through old notebooks. The prompt for this one was “confession,” and my mind immediately jumped to this William …
The Domestic Robot Becomes Self-Aware
I’m sharing another from this month’s poem-a-day challenge today. I set myself the challenge of only doing story poems this month instead of the usual blend of nature/story/extremely personal/it’s bedtime crap better write a haiku poetry, and it’s actually working …
John Frazer, Myself
I took a mini-vacation up to Whitefish Point (pictured) this year—home of a key lighthouse on Lake Superior, as well as the shipwreck museum that houses artifacts like the bell from the Edmund Fitzgerald. Thanks to my family’s tradition of …
The Hero
I was uninspired and clicked around randomly in my archive and found today’s sonnet. It was written for last year’s November Poem a Day challenge on the prompt hero/anti-hero. I don’t have much to say about the poem itself, other …
Spoopy Poems for Halloween
I was *cough* revisiting my classic book of poetry, A Ten Year Old’s Worst Nightmare. Although I’ve already published that first bone-chilling tale of woe and dread, I figured I’d pull out some of the scary classics from that book. As an …
Sleeping Bear
Sleeping Bear Dunes, located far north on Lake Michigan, was declared a National Lakeshore 50 years ago this Wednesday, October 21. I haven’t gone there in decades—probably since Middle or High School at least—but still have fond memories of climbing …
Speak, Friend, and Enter
This weekend marks my seventh Hutchmoot. It’s virtual this year, and I’ve been mourning off and on about it for months, even as I’ve fully agreed with the decision and appreciate the beauty the team is pouring into the online …
The Prophets
A month ago I was randomly musing about the songs stuck in my head, a full mix of secular and sacred. In my own Bible study, I’ve been mostly in the Prophets, many of which are written in poetic form; …