http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WriterofLight2831/Those of you who consider me a firebrand in the News and Politics section will be surprised at this side of me. May you find light, beauty, laughter and inspiration in these poems.hourly12000-01-01T12:00+00:00http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WriterofLight2831/582816WRITER’S BLOCK Poetry is a vehicle for God. It is time for the vehicle to travel. God waits for me to find the keys. I know they’re here somewhere. ©T. Patrick Berryhttp://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WriterofLight2831/582618This came to me from a friend. The original was untitled, except as given. New Christmas Poem TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS, HE LIVED ALL ALONE, IN A ONE BEDROOM HOUSE MADE OF PLASTER AND STONE. I HAD COME DOWN THE CHIMNEY WITH PRESENTS TO GIVE, AND TO SEE JUST WHO IN THIS HOME DID LIVE. I...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WriterofLight2831/581275EARLY MAY THUNDERSTORM In silent meditation I sat, strangely aware of the greatness of Your power. Then I walked outside to behold it in the dusk: in the splendor of the clouds, in the fading red sunset, in the silent flashes of sheet lightning playing low in the eastern and northern skies like...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WriterofLight2831/580203THRESHOLD Looking over the edge of today, watching yesterdays recede into then like the statures of childhood, sizes we can never again be, all that we once were that we shall be no more, stripped of was, waiting for the robes of will be, we stand, naked, gazing in wonder as future emerges...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WriterofLight2831/576843REPAYING A KINDNESS The mission, midnight. Poets in the car. One homeless, needs ride. Turn here? Where are we? Red signal not seen except by police on cross street. More lights. License? Insurance? Officer takes both. Police radio calling him away strides back – no ticket, be careful. Yes,...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WriterofLight2831/576698HAIKU # 73 – SIGN AT AN INVESTMENT BROKER’S OFFICE Sign in the window: “Yield to maturity.” Aw, do I have to? ©T. Patrick Berryhttp://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WriterofLight2831/576363REPAYING A KINDNESS The mission, midnight. Poets in the car. One homeless, needs ride. Turn here? Where are we? Red signal not seen except by police on cross street. More lights. License? Insurance? Officer takes both. Police radio calling him away strides back – no ticket, be careful. Yes,...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WriterofLight2831/575554DAYDREAM GATEWAY Timeless as the wind, steady as the insect's drone, I hear every breath among the leaves, feel every touch on each blade of grass as it converses with me in sighing bliss. Gazing into a forever as near to hand as a dream, I follow the flight of the butterflies toward distant...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WriterofLight2831/575210HAIKU # 72 Even the heavy clouds cannot entirely dim the glow of autumn woods. ©T. Patrick Berryhttp://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WriterofLight2831/574663BOYS’ STUFF This is boys’ stuff, she sniffs disdainfully, watching her little brother dash into the room full of tractors. Sis, come look, come look, he calls to her, heedless of her reluctance as he climbs and plays. Soon enough, she gives in; cautiously, then eagerly, she joins him as they romp...