He knows God chose him. I was less sure.
All in Poems
Poem: Too Much Too Soon
Every day above ground is a great day for being with people you love.
Poem: Crime Scene Investigation
Based on a true walk to church.
Poem: Remembrance
I just want to settle the score.
Poem: The Toll
I couldn’t figure out why I was so sad sitting in Sunday School. I can wait in a DMV without wanting to cry, so why the emotion?
Poem: The Miracle of Divine Love
As I sat there listening to person after person testify, the concept of divine love was starting to feel a little squishy. But, who knows, maybe it is squishy?
Poem: The Inadequacy of Omnipotence
A short poem that, I think, makes an important point.
Poem: Sitting on a Bench
A thought occurred to me as I was seeing all the manufactured mysticism: some people have to fake it because they didn’t make it.
Poem: God's Will
I was contemplating the shaking teen who had to do the prayer all over again, and I just couldn’t in my heart believe salvation was in the balance.
Poem: The Devil!
I have met the enemy, and it is myself. This is a good news/bad news situation.
Poem: The Smug Man
I’ve seen him there looking impervious. The question is, am I jealous?
Poem: Boy & Church
Based on a true and repeated conversation that happens whenever I say, “Go put on your church clothes.”
Poem: Bring It in, Lord
I was thinking of a children’s song that starts, “I wonder when he comes again…” and I started wondering.
Poem: The Last Days
Based on a true testimony meeting, or at least a testimony meeting that really happened.
Poem: Larry, Larry, Why? (Immature)
Sometimes I try to write poems just to impress my ten-year-old boy, and sometimes I even go too low for him. This would be one of those times.
Poem: The Mormon Von Trapps
Don’t read to much into this one. I was just screwing around with pentameter during a musical number at church.
Poem: Reflections on the Man Two Rows Up
I had a lot of time on that airplane to think and I kept coming back to the predicament of the man who was two rows ahead of me.
Poem: Respectable Man & All the Missing Things
For my good friends with dementia and everyone who knows who they really are even when they aren’t quite being themselves.
Poem: Mormon Guy
If you haven’t heard this speech in church, then you haven’t been to a Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.
Poem: Touching the Ark
Is this small and silly thing a metaphor for something bigger and more profound? No, it is not.