A Nowhere Place

This poem was written in response to hearing so many people telling

me that they have felt as if they’ve hit a dead end. That they have nowhere

else to go. It also makes me think of the Christian hope that at our dead ends

and in our nowhere places we have hope of resurrection and new beginnings.

On the road

Three quarters of the way

To nowhere.

No fellow traveler

For I’d never take

Them there.


Behind me

Are memories and dreams.

Do I repent

And look at

What I’ve spent

On a lifetime?


Nowhere ahead

And can that be sound?

Looking there

for what might be


Or lost to me?


I’ve been somewhere

And it’s past.

Can a nowhere place

Bring at last

A new hope

Ever to embrace?


Nowhere sometimes

Sounds like now here.

Where is that?

A moment gone

Like a gnat

In the wind.


Yet on the road

Three quarters to


Memories of moments


Ease the load.


Journey onward

And uncertain

Cracking space

For light and grace

Filtering in

From a nowhere place.


By Tom Melvin ©




About the Author

Although Tom was born and raised an American, his life experience and faith journey have brought him to our congregation. His social justice background, deep empathy and sense of humor have combined to give him the depth to lead this flock in south Calgary. He can be totally at home leading us in prayer or in a rousing shout of “Yahoo!”

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