I am closed within the womb of God
folded in her glowing walls
sung by her deep tune, humming through the waters.
I am closed within the womb of God
warmly fleshed
and growing by the food of her compassion
and her wild, ferocious love.
I am closed within the womb of God
and lone and different from another.
No child is like me to her.
She knows my heels kicking
and my turning body
waking into dance,
or sleeping slowly in the darkness.
At my birth there shall be no surprise.
Why so?
Because she knew me in herself,
within her own flesh knit m e
grew me
shaped me.
At my birth there shall be no surprise
but wonder, love and fear.
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Welcome
These poems are the fruit of almost 30 years of occasional writing. They were written as private reflections, or for friends and family. I hadn't intended them for public consumption, but people have told me now and then that they thought I should share them, so I have. I shall add new poems if and when I write them, though a lot of my words tend to go into sermons these days!
If you find something you like and find helpful, you are welcome to use it and share it, but please make sure my name stays attached to it.
The poems are posted in no particular order, but the labels - click on links below - should help you find poems on various themes.
There are also separate pages on this blog containing links to music composed by my husband, Philip, and to Christmas stories which I have told here at Seal in place of sermons on Christmas Day.
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