Showing posts with label spiritual poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label spiritual poetry. Show all posts

Thursday, October 22, 2015

Inventing The Blue Jay

by Mary Harwell Sayler
after reading Pattiann Rogers

Inventing the Blue Jay

First the calming
of heat into the flint
of an eye, the quieting
of noise into the raucous
rattle and chirr of a dark
beak sharpened to hint
at infrequent melodies in
a musical queedle-queedle,
then the taming of waters,
many waters poured into
the conjecture of a wing….
Darkness, light separate in
the cooling breast, the V
of every color – blended,
banned, absorbed. Male
or female matters little
until nesting time when
a grass-lined nest – loose,
uneven but concealed in
the forked crotch of an
oak or conifer – holds a
cache of greenish eggs,
brown-speckled, with the
promise of expansion into
peopled places where new
neighbors press tighter
and tighter like beautiful
blue jays banding:
colorful creatures,
occasional pests.
Forgive them.

“Inventing the Blue Jay” by Mary Harwell Sayler, © 2012, first appeared in the Saint Katherine Review, Vol. 2, Number 3, Fall 2012, then in the book of natural and spiritual poetry, Living in the Nature Poem, published by the environmentally-focused publisher, Hiraeth Press, who later added an e-book version.

Wednesday, October 8, 2014

God loves you. God trusts you.

Child, Child,

If God didn’t love you, no eyes, no ears
would weave into your gut, no
heart would arch into the inner soles
of your shoes, showing you where to go.

If God didn’t trust you, there would be
no joy to oil your neighbors, no love to
cover the sins of your enemies, no Good
News to paper the walls of your head.

© 2014, Mary Harwell Sayler, all rights reserved.

“Child, Child,” first saw print in Mary's book of Bible-based poems, Outside Eden, published in 2014 by Kelsay Books.