write – Barb, poet priest

Pentecost Again

Pentecost AgainDay of Pentecost; Acts 2:1-4I’m no great fan of wind –it shakes me loose like autumn leavesuntil I feel unnerved, thin skinned,and something wistful grieves.Yet blow here, Spirit gale,break into comfort, shake the wallsthat shelter those afraid to failwho hide when challenge calls.I’m half afraid of flame –too often burnt or left with ash;withContinue reading “Pentecost Again”

Trinity and Me

This poem of mine from 2020 was first published on Maren Tirabassi’s blog giftsinopenhands. Thanks as always to Maren for her encouragement, and her inspiring work. Trinity and me Trinity Sunday God, the Parent Creator, and I were delighted together one day. On our deck was a strutting magpie, boldly stepping as though on display.Continue reading “Trinity and Me”