How will you celebrate Poetry at Work day?
Can you find it in a well-timed phrase, the poetry in a child’s words? the pieced together rhythm of your day?
Look. Listen. Write it down, maybe?
Poetry is everywhere.
(I’ll no doubt be in a classroom somewhere, probably not writing poetry, but listening for poetry, or just being a poem.)
Potential works of art,
Molded by God,
thrown on the wheel,
mud at His mercy
to be shaped and used as He wills.
Fired in His kiln, revealing the cracks,
Refining our features.
Empty vessels, He fills us,
to be poured out to others or filled
with His love,
leaking through the clay,
cracked and repaired, we speak of hope
and second chances.
we are His words to others,
lives lived out
virtual pens in hand,
speaking truth, giving praise, giving voice
to our pains and our past.
Rhyme and rhythm, often free verse
speaking in tones that fit the time,
invisible language, landing on the ears
of those who will hear–
no two messages alike.
We are varied.
and are committed to helping people become who they really are.”