Karen Campbell

Feast — Karen Campbell, UK

Karen writes, ‘This poem is in part autobiographical, speaking of my family, but also about the Church and world.’ Consider sharing this at a communion service. Mummy says ‘Come, for the feast is spread!’ She cracks the sweet between her teeth; A piece for you, a piece for me, No one on top, no one […]

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Santa Claus? — Karen Campbell, UK

I never believed in Santa Claus – That jolly man in red, Squeezing down the chimney pot When all should be in bed. I never thought he brought me presents Neatly wrapped beneath the tree – I knew my Mum looked through her catalogue And ordered gifts for me. And not just me, you understand […]

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In God’s Image — Karen Campbell, UK

I am a child of God – As you are. In my face is reflected the likeness of God – As in yours. Why then do you despise the colour of my skin, The shape of my features, Or the texture of my hair? Why do you think that I must think Like you, Act […]

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Black — Karen Campbell, UK

If the night sky wasn’t inky Could the stars shine so bright? And if there wasn’t darkness, Tell me, how could light be light? No dark depths of earth – How would the flora grow? Black is essential, don’t you know. You tell me black is no good – The shade of evil, shade of […]

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Kairos! — Karen Campbell, UK

God, in whose likeness all are made, teach us to see each other as you see us – each individual, nation and people – beautiful. Beloved. Valued beyond measure. Enable us to see as you see. God, who is love, teach us to love each other as you love us – from the very heart […]

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