Poems

Exchange

He swapped my shirt of sin
for his
of grace,
of holiness.

It’s huge,
it’s awesome
‘way beyond the mind, my mind, to
under – stand,-
this man, the One who hung upon the cross,

Im-Piety
has, as its opposite,
LOVE.

One act of
LOVE
and by such leap of life

The pathway up the hill
is love.

The crying out to heaven
is love.

He faced the cave of darkness,
utterly,
for this is why he came:
his heart was filled with terror,
with disgust,-
for this was why he came:

WHO IS THIS FLESH
upon a
cross,
spattered and injected,
scourged now with promises of
ecstasy

Many
sins
have
been
forgiven
Us

Justify,
align again,
line up beside and towards,
get hearts in Love’s true order,
heal torn ligaments in our disjointed hearts.

‘This world’
for John
was less a place
and more an attitude
of life, (non-life)
‘I will not serve!’:

He
breathed then his last,
his all was handed over;
and then,
that selfsame
moment,

What Crazy God would do
such crazy thing
as, knowing what would come, still
sent a Son
to those who in their time

Niagara
of joy
awaits our opening up

to God who floods
the thirsting hearts
with love.