Wednesday, October 28, 2015

Cross-Postings I

Six Foot Turkey is a mighty stream -- if diverted from its normal course it will yet find ways of breaching the dam, whether that is by sloshing over the top or seeping underneath it by subterranean routes. The last two months some of that gummed up verbiage has found its way into expression, believe it or not, through the church newsletter, where I, as a ministerial intern, have been allowed about a quarter page of monthly ramblings. 

Saturday, October 17, 2015

Five Short Poems


Small things trip me up
Take today, all I had to do
Was put on pants, and I knew
If I got them on, everything else
Would come out right
But the pants
Were too tight