Tell all the truth but tell it slant  wrote Emily Dickinson.  Here are links to some of my  attempts to do just that. Several  date back over twenty years to when I was taking a creative writing course, others were written on retreat.

I say ‘written, ’ because many, (though not all) of these  originated in the form of prayer: a word or phrase  may appear in my mind, ‘glimmers,’ if you like. I then  turn it over and over Lectio style, savouring  what appears, not knowing where it might lead, yet knowing   that to ‘be’ with it in the  moment is all that matters.

Later I might tweak my words slightly,  though often I choose to leave the  prayer as it first was. I feel it’s important to stay with what first emerges,  not to self-censor, even if to   an onlooker it might read as clumsy, naive or childlike. Though I may  share it with a retreat guide or spiritual director.

Not everything is for public consumption and some  material  never sees the light of day.  For in my rush to analysis,  I may completely overlook something significant that the spirit is trying to say to me through the whole process of prayer, so a trusted and objective  companion (with a high cringe factor!) is to be treasured at times like this.  They can encourage me to revisit those places which have been especially dear, challenge, or encourage me to set off down new pathways.

It’s about the journey, and the encounters on that journey, after all. Process over product.  Above all, the wisdom to discern where those encounters are taking  me: are they drawing me towards or away from the Divine?

So here we are. I hope you enjoy these. If anything  in them speaks to you, I’d love to know.


Early Bird

Jump Into Spring

Paint Chip Haiku

Unusual Words

Alphabet Poem

Poem Prompt

Here Be Dragons


More Paint Chips


Nonet: Imagine


Giant Leap


Catching Up


Holy Saturday to Easter

Big Question


A Command

Porridge Power


Alphabet Poem


Our Lady of the Loos: a Vision

Heroic Similes