THE GHOST, ON JOY

Photo by Gabrielle Johnson (ChasingHorizons)

A Poem by Deidre Braley

I am alive again

now that the atmosphere

has changed its tune

and the lilacs effuse

the happiest days

of my youth

to sweeten the

cumbers of

everyday work

and the Holy Ghost part of me

[the best part, that is]

enlivens my limbs and whispers

sweet somethings—tales from

the realms of reality

truer than my feet on this peeling

deck or the leaves of the oak

all gilded in laughter and light


yet I would be lying

if I didn’t acknowledge

the storm in my gut,

if I were to pretend that

I don’t sometimes long

for the thrashing of


electricity to electron—

to be utterly shaken,

erupting from my microcosm

into a larger wonder and

a grander plan.

But maybe that’s

the Holy Ghost in me too

maybe of the laughter

and the thrashing, the light and

the electrolysis

there is no

discrepancy

of holiness


maybe there is room

with the Holy Ghost employed

to take the gilded

with the gunshots

and to count it all


joy.


Deidre Braley is author and host of The Second Cup, a weekly column/podcast about making peace with being human. Her debut poetry chapbook The Shape I Take was published by Bottlecap Press in 2023. Her poetry has been featured in the The Way Back to Ourselves, and her poem Do Not Preach was the winner of their 2023 Storytellers Contest. Her poems and essays have also been featured in The Truly Co., The Joyful Life Magazine, Aletheia Today, and others. Deidre lives in Maine with her husband and three children.

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