towards reconstitution

i wish i had the godlike ability
to wipe away your every tear
childlike resiliency to dispense
and relinquish your every fear

it’s true that things closest to
our hearts are hardest to say
and it often seems it’s silence
not words that get in the way

better days seem far behind
sometimes beyond our grasp
and nights we cannot rewind
so we long for memory’s lapse

so let it collapse and perhaps
we’ll burn those bridges down
swim in this night’s currents
and i’ll meet you on the ground

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About Wayne Bowerman

Wayne is a hopeful, ecumenically minded, pastor and theologian in the Reformed tradition. He is currently looking for a parish to serve in the Reformed Church in America. He is 2007 graduate of Calvin College: BA, Religion and a 2011 graduate of Western Theological Seminary: M.Div. He currently resides in Grand Rapids MI where he spends his days driving to and fro, taking his 5 year old daughter to school, picking her up in the afternoon and in between hanging out with his 3 year old son. In the evenings he moonlights as a cashier for a big-box retail chain. He is life partner to Erin, father to Rena and Liam and friend to many. He is a writer, a poet, a fan of Folk and Indie Rock, Hip Hop and anything written by Graham Greene, Walker Percy or Flannery O'connor.

Posted on 24, February 2010, in Poetry and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a Comment.

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