Archive for ‘Poetry’

May 10, 2017

Firstborn Sons

I am the firstborn son of a firstborn son;

upon my head has been laid their blessing.

I am the generation upon the generation.


Righteous, faithful is my father, and his father;

wandered and found, they live within the word.

Righteous and faithful I hope to be found.


My father’s father and my father loved

their wives, my mothers, openly, honestly,

and in doing so taught me to love my wife.


The men from which I come have lived,

they have worked, within the written word;

they have studied both men and their gods.


I am the firstborn son of firstborn sons,

learned men wed to learned wives.

Faithful is the Lord to all generations.



March 21, 2017

The Baboon

The Baboon has legitimized


rats in the cage

chasing cheese;

roaches, running from light.


might makes right,

makes a mighty wind.


But God was not in the

earthquake, the fire,

or the mighty wind.



June 9, 2015


I am sorry, friend,

that I let go of your hand,

that I stopped calling,

that I stopped writing;

it is easier to ignore the silence

than to confront the distance.