Rev Dr Sparky on Real/igion

Tag: Spirituality

  • “Do not go gentle into that good night…”

    “Do not go gentle into that good night…”

    “I think they’re trying to cancel the Enlightenment!”

  • Longest Summer Day

    Photo by Noah Herrera on Pixabay “be home when the streetlamps come on…” You can live the longest summer day; and finally, finally, past its brightest, white-hot crest, a twilight will commence. And you, the running, smallest one, with half-healed knees and tough, bare, dusty toes, and bruise on shin or shoulder, and slightly sunburned nose, you’ll…

  • For the Church Ladies Who Always Bring a Covered Dish

    Photo by Gor Davtyan on Unsplash reluctant poetry What outrageous ecstasyis locked behind those silent lips? Still hands don’t clap or lift,but merely tremble in the Presence,weary from the work. Straight-backed supplicants,while rapt, do not cry out;and sometimes they may sing or smilebut do not keen or shout. And is this truly worship,bound so quiet and…

  • A Tiny Religion

    Photo by Samuel Austin on Unsplash It’s not easy. But it’s simple. I have to laugh at the way people complicate religion. It’s just as funny as the way I get all confused when I reorganize stuff: “Well, if I put that in there, then where will this go? And if I move these things, they’ll just…

  • Named After God

    Photo by Becca Tapert on Unsplash reluctant poetry Tell me now, again, what God’s name is: When prayer wields words like fiery phallic swords; When we must worship towers of bishops,casting out heretics, burning witches; When Eve our mother bears the blame for sin and pain,though bearing all in birth, and bearing all to Adam,just a mudman…

  • I’m Nobody! Who are you?

    sparkPhoto by JR Korpa on Unsplash Are you — Nobody — too? My dear colleagues, fellow writers and readers and spiritual seekers and satirists, the Rev Dr Sparky is having an identity crisis. When a reader recently asked me straight up who I was, it took me aback, though not unpleasantly. I deflected his inquiry with the first lines of…

  • Between Earth and Wing

    Photo by 广博 郝 on Unsplash reluctant poetry They bless you in the air, a shimmering spirit,soaring flame. They sense but do not see your nest of life,your earthen power,wisdom fixed not in the mind but deepwithin the blood. And you, eternal, more than glimpsed, be mother,root, and sea. I celebrate the cycles of your seasonsand…