Video Poems

This poem was written by Lucy Berry for the Joint Public Issues Team's Living Lent project. For questions to help you engage with the themes in this poem, please visit jointpublicissues.org.uk/livinglent More Than A Nod and A Wink - Living Lent What shall we forego in Lent? What abstinence are we wearing?

This poem was written by Lucy Berry for the Joint Public Issues Team's Living Lent project. For questions to help you engage with the themes in this poem, please visit jointpublicissues.org.uk/livinglent Before We Got Plastic Bright, hard, unbreakable. We thought it fantastic. Once, only God had no end; before we got plastic.

This poem was written by Lucy Berry as part of our Advent reflections for 2018. For discussion questions and other material relating to the issues raised in this poem, visit www.jointpublicissues.org.uk/advent Dealers in Dynamite Breaking news: King Herod, your Gracious Leader, was, today, forced to order the execution of males born recently in and around Bethlehem in Judea.

This poem was written by Lucy Berry as part of our Advent reflections for 2018. www.jointpublicissues.org.uk/advent While the World Turns Worldly Mary's tired: the donkey, the journey, waters breaking, an un-silent night of carousing sounds over the wet yard, and one bright, new light; her newborn God is swaddled deep and safe and fed and cozy.

'Wounded. In The Head.' was written by Revd Lucy Berry (JPIT Poet-in-Residence and URC Performance Poet) to commemorate Remembrance Sunday 2018. The poem was first published in the United Reformed Church's Remembrance 100 publication, One Hundred Years After the First World War, available to download for free at https://bit.ly/2JKvRB9 This Remembrance poem explores one man's war trauma and long-term, personal suffering.

This poem was written by Lucy Berry for JPIT's Living Lent 2019 community. You can find out more about Living Lent at LivingLent.org and more about the work of JPIT at jointpublicissues.org.uk Ash Lord, all the plans I tried are burned to ash and all the sighs I sighed are burned to ash and all the tears I cried are burned to ash and all the lies I lied are burned to ash; the finished bon-fire of my old disgrace.

This poem was written by Lucy Berry for JPIT and rereleased as part of our 'Welcoming Environment' project. For discussion questions and other material relating to the issues raised in this poem, visit bit.ly/JPITwelcome Some Kinds of Spitting Tell me, which kind of hostile? He said.

This poem was written by Lucy Berry as part of our 'Welcoming Environment' project. For discussion questions and other material relating to the issues raised in this poem, visit bit.ly/JPITwelcome If Parables Mean Nothing If parables mean nothing then we could go ahead, and pass by; offering no room, no medicine, no bed.

This poem was written by Lucy Berry as part of our Advent reflections for 2018.

That's How It Was' was written by Revd Lucy Berry (JPIT Poet-in-Residence) to commemorate Remembrance Sunday 2018. How do we 'remember' (and honour and engage with) people and situations which we don't personally recall? How shall we make sense of wars and warfare which happened at distance and so differently from the wars which are still waged today?

The Revd Lucy Berry, a United Reformed Church minister and the poet-in -residence for the Joint Public Issues Team (JPIT), has released a new poem to mark this year's National Poetry Day taking place on the 4 October.

This poem was written by Lucy Berry for JPIT's Living Lent 2019 community. You can find out more about Living Lent at LivingLent.org and more about the work of JPIT at jointpublicissues.org.uk Ash Lord, all the plans I tried are burned to ash and all the sighs I sighed are burned to ash and all the tears I cried are burned to ash and all the lies I lied are burned to ash; the finished bon-fire of my old disgrace.

This poem was written by Lucy Berry for JPIT as part of our 'Welcoming Environment' project. For discussion questions and other material relating to the issues raised in this poem, visit bit.ly/JPITwelcome Jesus-Under-The-Dirt There is a big man with no English on the High Street who begins to cry if you give him money.

This poem was written by Lucy Berry as part of our 'Welcoming Environment' project. For discussion questions and other material relating to the issues raised in this poem, visit bit.ly/JPITwelcome A Chair Like That A lovely thing is a well-made chair. Solid and sturdy. No splinters there.

JPIT Poet-in-Residence, Revd Lucy Berry, reflects on the increasing gap between poverty and luxury. In a time where we are reflecting on not having enough, the poem 'Broke TV' may be a helpful resource to encourage your thoughts.

Lucy Berry reading her poem written for the launch of her residency with JPIT: An Empire and a Village You and I, inside us, have an Empire and a village. Admit it and acknowledge. Now, let's forage for our courage. Citizens of Empire are the haywire folk of hellfire; of hiring, firing, miring, and of razor-wire and gunfire.