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Archive for June, 2016

Still Funky & Not the Good Kind

Thursday, June 30, 2016, 7:03 a.m. EST

They are not metaphors,
the wrens and cardinals and jays
that flit and fly through my backyard
nesting, feeding, calling out
across the fence line
as the sun crawls too quickly
through the pine,
and the mosquitoes quicken
to the scent of sedentary middle-age blood.
They are living beings
being only what they were created for–
to flit and fly, to nest and feed,
singing out across the fences
as the sun opens over the treeline.

I swat another mosquito,
peer into my empty cup of coffee,
and peel myself from the patio chair
to go shower for work.

Copyright © 2016 Scott Daniel Massey

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Why Poetry?

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At a recent meeting of our church hospitality team, we were challenged to ask ourselves why we do what we do. Over the past few years I’ve been trying to apply that question to why I write poetry.

I even asked the Lord, why the gift of poetry in the 21st century (as opposed to other forms of writing more relevant in this era)? He told me, “Because poets see things.”

I wrote this back in November and originally posted it on facebook.

Why I Write Poetry: A Confession

I wouldn’t say that I’m an emotional individual, but I do have them. Sometimes intensely. And in our culture it is not always socially exceptable to express them as I might like. And other times I’m not sure how to explain them. So I have to let it out.

I am not a person who has it totally all together. I don’t always use sound judgement or follow my own advice. But once in a while I gain a bit of understanding or knowledge, a touch of wisdom, an experience. And I want to share it.

I do not claim to be a good Christian. I am by no means perfect. I am a sinner saved by grace in the present tense. But for reasons known only to God, I am allowed on occasion to hear whispers from heaven, to see specks of eternity. I must record them.

And sometimes I’m just trying to fit all the chaotic little pieces together to see what the big picture might be, to arrange the multitude of garbled sound bites into a melodic arrangement.

Or maybe I just like the sound of my own voice in my head and want you to hear it, too.

Copyright © 2016 Scott Daniel Massey

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I plaster my wall
with children’s verse versions
of deep theological treatises
using purple crayon
and unevenly cut pictures
from magazines and prayer books
and a half used glue stick
thinking myself wise all the while
my socks are wet
from the leaking pipes
and overflowing toilet

Copyright © 2016 Scott Daniel Massey

Early morning introspection

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Floaters

I find myself focusing
on the floaters:
miniscule shadows
of internal detritus
that slide into view
while I’m watching
the morning sky,
squirrels playing in the trees,
a cardinal chasing a cicada,
my Angel’s face,
the future.

Copyright © 2016 Scott Daniel Massey

NaPoWriMo 2016: Random Promptings & Outside Influences

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NaPoWriMo 2016: Random Promptings & Outside Influences is now complete and available.

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