Simon C.J. Falk

Aussie Fellow, Catholic Priest at Canberra-Goulburn, Likes Faith and Culture, also blogs at simonfalk28.wordpress.com

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On The Way

On The Way We were on the way. On the way Was one Who fell On the way. We continued On the way Meeting others. On the way There was grieving  On the way  And reunion. On the way There were different faces On the way. In them all Was one face On the way. The one always with us On the way. Simon C.J. Falk 24 September 2025

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They Come In

They Come In They come in As moments Glimmers of grace, Like a finger of sunlight Landing warm and bright On an old man’s bones Belonging to a living one Visited in a new way By a beloved Passing from eternity Through those Thin places Who know their Own pathways  Lingering in a language Deeper than words In souls. They come in through Grieving daughters Stricken in their own…

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Soft Rain Comes

Soft Rain ComesSoft rain comesLike a gentle whisperA sweet caressMoistening our dry soulsSpent by a week ofWell – life.It affords us calmPause to settleA bit orA lot, if we have more moments.But even a swift snatchOf its soft sweetnessRestores usEnoughYes, enough. Simon C.J. Falk 29 March 2025

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Ode to a Microchip Age

Ode to a Microchip Age In memory of Bruce Dawe’s ‘Ode to a Snowflake’ and for those who bring sincerity and care online O chip, what a sight! You have brought much to light What we can compute And do The work of a few To save labour We can do more with Computing machines and cranes But the work hasn’t waned The hours are long Continuing while we sleep Pervading us while we…

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Saw Willie Nelson's Doppelganger

Saw Willie Nelson’s Doppelganger Saw Willie Nelson’s doppelganger Today Stepping across the roadway With a sack Or jacket Not sure with The glary light shimmering Across the view. But an aura it gave Framing the figure Striding and standing Tall And lone With poise and purpose. Simon C.J. Falk 24 August 2024

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Soft Rain Fall On Us

It’s been a while…

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Responding to a Basic Tune Under the Varied Noise

Responding to a Basic Tune Under the Varied Noise Treading tones Along stones Tread, tread, tread, tread, Rhythm led As all flashes by In the sky I can spy And tread, tread, tread, tread, Gives a rhythm to my Heart, head, feet The part and path I go Watching the flow And in the end All is beauty. All is beautiful. Simon C.J Falk  9 May 2024

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When Will It All End?

For those who live with chronic pain.

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Mary Oliver Had That Way

Mary Oliver Had That Way Mary Oliver had that way To feel underfoot That dew damp grass And the scent of the morning air Before the grainy shore As she saw swans swimming Sunning themselves As the light pierced the mist.   And she showed up Was present and Saw the scene. Because of her witness We now see.   Simon C.J Falk 6 January 2024

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Nothing Stirred

Nothing Stirred Nothing Stirred From the dormancy Instead A life lived out Frantic and frenetic From this to that and That to this and Never minding Or looking Or listening For the poetry Of life. Simon C.J. Falk               5 January 2024

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John O'Donohue's Accompaniment

For a number of us the late poet and philosopher-theologian, John O’Donohue, has articulated for us when we seek words. He crafts a vessel that has carried, or, is carrying, some of us across the waves of grief to safe shores. The words are a companion in loneliness and a gentle sound to punctuate silence. I’ve written of him before in That Worthy Wordsmith is Our Anam Cara. This is but a taste…

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Stop and Listen

It’s been a while since my last post here. Inspiration comes when it does. Things have been bubbling away for some of us and here it is. Stop and Listen Stop and listen To the sound Of the noise beneath the noise. Noise from outside Expecting, driving, urging, coming Ruptures in Tumultuous transference Reverberating and grating and agitating It fires and wires Shaking and…

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Please Do Not Suppose

Please Do Not Suppose Please do not suppose That you need To be Alone In our experience. Although some is Especial to you Others may know Something Of the tides that Come ashore Upon us. At times the tide feels Low Others it comes a buffeting Flattening us Beached. The insidious underground Of hormones Burrow the recesses of Our being We feel the change And the energy Ebb…

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Not This Time

Not This Time Not this time Will car and foot Traverse The driveway Seasoned All seasons With lines of Pepper corn trees Harbouring bees and Birds and shade. Not this time to Continue conversations In corridors That somehow feel More confidential Than back home. Not this time To sit in circle Holding a simple Cross In the hand And holding stories Laughs,…

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What Frequency?

What Frequency? What frequency Is your tinnitus? Mine casts waves. Of doorbell chime, Searing security alarms, And phones Pinging and ringing and Ringing and pinging. But wait! Is that sound of Guitars? And cicadas on the summer breeze, Of banter and laughter of those Passing by. With a little sigh I hear Why fret and worry About so many things? Few are needed. Let them…

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The Last Day

A recent poem

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Pandemic Ponderings and Pain

Pandemic Ponderings and Pain

Recently a colleague told of turning up to an old favourite cafe. It was closed. It made me ponder some of the last two and half years. The examples are by no way exhaustive. Just samples. Pandemic Ponderings and Pain i. Astride a makeshift ergo stool A teacher MS Teams her students, while The eyes at the back of her head Crane to the open door behind her, where across the hall Her own…

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