Being Out of Place Doesn’t Mean Uncomfortable . . .

I had the pleasure of filling the pulpit this morning at All Souls in Lewiston, a church plant of Christ Church. We were joined there by IV Conerly, who was visiting, along with the Chocolate Knox and his delightful family. After the service IV gave us his recent (rap) album entitled The Unknown God. A …

Are You Looking for the City?

https://dougwils.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/AreYouLookingfortheCity.mp3 Artist: The Mountain Angel Band Year: 1979 So here is something I found while rummaging around in my computer. Call it “found art” in a ratty old cardboard box. This means I now have my very own set of basement tapes. Kind of like Dylan did. Actually, not a basement tape at all. This …

Obamamandias

With apologies to P.B. Shelley . . . I met a traveler from bankrupt land Who said: ‘One vast and hapless head of stone Lies in the desert. Near it, on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered website lies, still down. That haughty look, and sneer of cold command, And photo-op poses, a myriad! Still …

A Cycle of Pomes: Reflections

There once was a president-king Who could do most any cool thing Except writing code, (His limits there showed,) Now our health care is broke, in a sling. There once was an Obamono-whiz Whose health care rollout kinda fizz Led. And it crashed A new clunker for cash, Because that is just what it is. …

The Minister and the Parrot

One time a minister bought a parrot, and it wasn’t until that he had brought the parrot home that he discovered a key difficulty with his purchase. The parrot was almost a non-stop cusser. His previous owner had apparently taught the parrot every bad word found in the English language, and it was to these …