During our first staff meeting of the Spring 2015 semester, the writers of the Ichthus wrote haiku. Please read the seventeen short poems below!
First Ichthus meeting
of the semester was dope.
Looking forward, folks!
– Nathan Otey
Jesus, David’s son
I’m blind, deaf, out, and searching
Have mercy on me
– Peter Hickman
Leftover cookies,
No one wanted for want of
Mike’s Pastries, are mine!!!
– Henry Li
Really, I don’t know
Whether tomorrow I live
But you hold my hand.
– Shaun Lim
Trudging through snow. Count
undeserved blessings: warm bed,
Your humilified love.
– Jane Thomas
Glorious mother
Of God, and yet his daughter.
Mysterious birth.
– Obasi Shaw
In wind, winter, snow
Still the tree stands like saints’ bones
Incorrupt, living.
– Gregory Scalise
The divine made flesh,
Savior and Almighty God,
Sins turned white as snow.
– Scott Ely
I don’t like haikus
I just don’t understand them.
Sent from my iPhone
– Karl Krehbiel
The I am who is
Lord of all four feet of snow
Loves, and this I know.
– Will Sack
Then fall, son of man,
Reigning from that awful tree,
Love’s suffering King.
– Stephen Mackereth
To suffer on earth
Cannot possibly compare
To glory above
– Haley Curtin
Footprints in the sand:
Yours and mine. Shall I see Your
Footprints in the snow?
– Marina Spinelli
Running the long race
I’m ill equipped to endure
I must lean on Him
– Jane Thomas
New Ichthus compers
write much cooler poetry
than all the seniors
– Nathan Otey
Henry Li writes down
about God knows what on his pad,
forever serene.
– David Paiva
Once sick, now because
Jesus died of my disease
communion cups heal
– Christian Schatz