Poetry

Along the Way: A Little Book of Poems

By Gordon Curry

 

©  1974 – 1995

Chapters

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Faith Awakens

Star Rise

Stretched out across the black lake my soul
alights—
flickers midst a vibrant horizon

Rebirth

Christ –
color incarnate,
work of light.

Conversion

Parousia

God fires a glance
through man’s stained glass.
It beams bright, flashes blind.

Psalm 1

Help me to live and not act,
to be and not pretend
what you have called me to be.

Psalm 2

God,
Christ tells me to call you Father,
and so I do.

Man-God

Born upon celestial heights
in womb of virgin darkness,
mothering the Earth unknown by

Liberation

A golden leaf breaks loose and falls to the ground.
Caught by the wind, it is lifted and whirled around
til lightly it touches down.

Heart Strings

Virgin of Beauty

Delicate filament,
fiber of light divine –
golden flame consumes, becomes you.

I Have a Heart

I went up into the mountains in
September and wished you were there.
I chose an unknown trail

Wounded

You are such a nice touch
in my life –
As morning settles freshly upon leaves

Letting Go

I flew up to the mountains in
September and hoped you would
be there. And so our lives

Projection

Wished with you I could spend unmeasured time,
together, alone, you and I.

Aimless Love

I played the harp but heard no sound.
Was I shooting arrows into the night?
Or shall I in another hear the music resound?

Coming To

Exposed

I thought I saw you.
Alas, it was a chimera of beauty
that dazzled my eyes.

To What End?

I try so to make good of my life,
to make it clear and neat.
As though a wizard, I wave the wand

Like a Bouquet

Like a bouquet of colorful balloons
our passions lift us skyward.
The red, the yellow, blue and green –

My Eden

Tree of Life

Our love is like a tree,
taking root in the earth as
it reaches out to the heavens.

Wake Up

Wake up! Your God wants to see you.
God wants to be with you.
For He delights in your presence.

I Dare You

Dare you hold the gaze of your own eyes?
CAUTION: God at work below!
Dare you recognize the Holy in familiar forms,

Going All the Way

Freedom from the known …
from information.
Freedom from being known …

After the Fall

The Calling

I’m driving to work listening to
“Morning Edition” on NPR.
As I pass by the Galleria shopping mall,

Sweet Reality

How did I get here?
Why am I always in the wrong lane
when I get to the traffic light?

Forgive Us

Who are you my gentle children?
What souls are you, struggling so
hard to be heard, to be respected?

Children of the Lie

What happened to your innocence,
dear children? Your acts of kindness?
Your sweetness?

No Place to Cry

Where do you go to cry?
Have you a place?
Do not think that because

Surrender

To My Wife

“Where did you learn to kiss like that?”
I asked as my stomach started to flip flop
and a warm feeling surged all through me.

The Living End

I am waiting, longing, for the fullness
of God to invade my being.
I thirst for the livingness of the Eternal

Awakened by Eternity

No matter how far down I reach,
I cannot touch the bottom of my pain.
Like a little boy testing the depth of the water,

Look Up

I can’t help but think and dream
of the vividness of Heaven …
impinging as it is on this coarse,