Tag Archives: Christ
And now for the rest of the story
Gospel tuna
Free it from the can, please.
Stop mashing the albacore.
Scampering lamb
Today is not the fated day
when the rest of it is known.
A bird flew through
the mind of Christ
and came in search of me.
I ducked in my hole
and peeked through the sticks
to see if he could see.
Why you’re gone
What I first saw was nothing,
then the pile of clothes.
They say it’s a good thing.
But I don’t know.
Harrowing
He dropped to where
there’s no dropping lower.
Easter
Can you believe it –
pulling the rabbit
out of the hat
at this late date?

