Gone to Seed
Gone to seed, they said as if dried out was done and dusted unable to birth the next generation or build a foundation for the futures.
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Ingrid Oliphant
- Jan 16, 2022
- 1 min
Firmament
Firmament...Say it out loud Doesn't it sound when it rolls from the tongue like something solid underneath the feet A place that births...
Ingrid Oliphant
- Jan 15, 2022
- 1 min
God's Hand
So, yeah God touched me the other day Reached out a mighty hand and laid it on the top of my head Blessed me in the sight of another...
Ingrid Oliphant
- Dec 7, 2021
- 1 min
Holding Grace
When the world opens you (and, my love, she will) ~without invitation or preamble~ the lostness becomes the place that has been calling...
Ingrid Oliphant
- Dec 6, 2021
- 1 min
Strange Beauty
How long have you looked without seeing the strangeness of your own unearthly beauty that bends the inside of joy out to gaze upon...
Ingrid Oliphant
- Dec 1, 2021
- 1 min
The Wind Sings Your Name
Can you hear the song of the wind? the hum? the hymn? That breeze that sings your praises says your name whispers your heart's call to...
Ingrid Oliphant
- Nov 18, 2021
- 1 min
Smoke Dance
Rise and dance through the smoke of your burning your heart alit Embers of anger cooled by the tender touch of love Sorrows gone by wept...
Ingrid Oliphant
- Nov 17, 2021
- 1 min
Walking on Water
Jesus didn't walk on water. No one ever has. We are held by her, though; those of us who go where others don't dare, those willing to...
Ingrid Oliphant
- Nov 16, 2021
- 1 min
New Territories
You can’t fold yourself back into the mapped territory you’re familiar with The interior topographies have changed Ridges of division,...
Ingrid Oliphant
- Sep 1, 2021
- 1 min
Daughter
The sun called you daughter long before you were first touched by dawn. Trees bow before you more deeply than they do the wind. You are...
Ingrid Oliphant
- Apr 21, 2021
- 1 min
On Being Shaped
#soulfulpoetry
Ingrid Oliphant
- May 4, 2020
- 1 min
God’s Touch
What does the breeze coax from you when it touches your skin? When God slips along your pores? Can you feel that, the ribbon weaving...
Ingrid Oliphant
- Mar 30, 2020
- 1 min
Spring Drinking
As we begin to drink more more sun than snow The pace of growth quicken for you as does the greening of things. Deepening roots will draw...
Ingrid Oliphant
- Mar 15, 2020
- 1 min
Head in the Clouds?
They said your head was in the clouds. It was actually in the stars. You still are. You just made yourself small, to feel seen and forgot...
Ingrid Oliphant
- Mar 28, 2017
- 1 min
The Occupied Woman
Legions live within the boundaries of her skin. Joined not at the hip but breath in breath they are, they walk, they weave. The Old Ones...
Ingrid Oliphant
- Mar 26, 2013
- 1 min
Morning Wakening
This morning I was wakened in a dream with both gratitude and grief. The knowledge of how much your presence and your absence in my life...
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