Casting For Laws

Casting for Laws

Another reading of John 8:1-11

 

Casting stones

And aspersions

He said

I thought

He said

Nasturtiums

Anyway

There was this lady

Supposed adulteress

They were to stone her

Where was the bloke?

Or blokes?

How inconceivable

That so called

‘Civilisations’ have

Bad laws!

Perhaps

Some still do?

 

Simon C.J. Falk 7 April 2019

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He Entered My Decapolis

 

He Entered My Decapolis

A ‘hearing’ of Mark 7:31-37

He entered my Decapolis

My region of haunts

All populated with complexity

On opening

My ears

Oh! My ears

Resounded

And, my heart pounded

As I was loosened

I was not the same

And words came

Flowing and flowing

Until growing

Into written reflections.

I heard

And found voice

A moment to rejoice

And bask

In freedom.

 

Simon C.J. Falk September 2018

Dappled Day

Dappled Day

Dappled day

Dotted with the delightful

among the drifting

detritus.

Might we catch

a glimpse

of the delights

amid the drift.

 

Simon C.J Falk 8 August 2017

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In The Silent Spaces

In The Silent Spaces

A follow on from yesterday’s poem Which Space? This poem continues to explore what happens for us between the words.  The absence of sound and the blank spaces on a page or screen are not empty of meaning.  They are part of our response to the writing and advance the overall encounter.

 

In The Silent Spaces

In the silent spaces

Between the written words,

I hear the echoing cadences

Of the previous words.

 

In the punctuated ‘white space’,

Betwixt the written words,

Before my eyes,

I imagine lovely ‘word pictures’

In my mind, and

It spies,

Yes, it spies

An encounter with the words.

 

Simon C.J. Falk       28 October 2016

Which Space?

A cryptic verse. I had to save as a jpeg to keep the formatting .  Compare with Maximum White Space.

Maximum White Space

Maximum White Space

This very brief poem is a kind of ‘spare verse’.  It uses an economy of words to play between the spaces of the page and the poem. The silence of the ‘white space’, as it were, is to give a frame or container for the poem.  Compare with Which Space?