Tag Archives: Jesus
Gospel tuna
Free it from the can, please.
Stop mashing the albacore.
Up and down the ladder
He lifts the smudge
that clips our view
of heaven bright and blue.
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.
No, I don’t let Him get too human
‘Fore you know it He’ll be comin’ in,
settin’ up shop,
puttin’ His feet up
and wantin’ to wash mine.
Utrecht Journal 