Poetry by Jonathan McCallum
Beauty I hold
In arms was told
To gather hope, to love to wonder, to unfold… 80 more words
2 months, 3 weeks
A stable birth,
Red, messy, wet, naked,
In Palestine, the West Bank.
Through warmth and pain, the earth may rejoice
Peace arrived in the fragile newborn. 82 more words
3 months, 1 week
Hills of Tyre, Southern Lebanon
Further along the coast, over the hills, there is a closed border.
A border you walk through, man of peace. 116 more words
3 months, 2 weeks
Shade spreads out across a speckled shore
A trillion fragments of seashells farewell the orange light
Blue sea bright, deepening to green with dusk
Sea birds nestled near, fish at play… 33 more words
6 months, 1 week
Invisible currents flow over steel, pulling us skyward,
The metal bird swiftly passes through rain storm clouds.
Departing the patchworked fields of an Indiana spring, 52 more words
A distant sleepy dawn,
I see me, as Peter, fireside afraid.
Jesus burnishing bright hope in the fire’s light.
Wood, hands, Death, spear, stone,
Then… 255 more words
10 months, 2 weeks
Spring’s lingering light prompted a stroll down to the marina port where yachts and cruise boats were neatly parked, the mighty fishing boats puttering past, as the sun touched the horizon. 193 more words
11 months, 1 week