I felt the sigh of other worlds and never thought it was But when I reached the end at last I felt the ache…and new. – So truly thus, and ever must ethereal worlds intrude till pierced to life by dying breath we follow autumn home. – – Photo by Lina Kivaka: https://www.pexels.com/photo/brown-leafed-tree-selective-focus-photography-1585892/
Read more "Alien"He opened up the skies and mercy fell to earth in silver-lines the rains of sacrificial grace. – And here we stand immersed in water sparks of love grieving that the rains put out our sacrifice. – We see the pluming smoke– our idols unappeased– as Father bends and opens up His arms to us. […]
Read more "Mercy Clouds"It rises up where stately trees with silver moss preside. Palmetto fronds like peasant’s fans crowd round the mansion door, the windows wide, inviting plans where all our dreams beside go chaos in the seaside breeze . – Soon we’ll run down sandy dunes where watery hillocks—water splash! we’ll run into the salty broam feel […]
Read more "Beach v. House"Twist of fruity sweetness zaz. Tropic, frothing, cold, smoothed its way aloha-ly so treat, so sweet, so bold. – – – Photo by Işıl: https://www.pexels.com
Read more "Pineapple Smoothie"We few watched the sun die, the swimmers and I, as water lapped ’round our waists turned from blue to black – – –
Read more "Downsun"I shook my fury at the sun “Curse you!” I yelled “I am proud of what I’ve done!” – I must have phased him. The sun did not respond and went to bed in silence. – – Photo by NHP&Co: pexels.com
Read more "I Win"Tonight O God, may He Who made the stars to shine through darkness down on man, allow the silent, vast of night to take me deep (like death) into the realm of silent providence. May secret blessings: spiritual and by my body craved rest, sustain, refresh my soul. And grant again that with Your morning, […]
Read more "A Prayer for Sleep"That man with the black umbrella swishes through the rain. Puddles swirl reflections as he stalks away. – – Photo by Atharva Tulsi on Unsplash
Read more "That Man"Glorious Saturday, long would I hold thee. Tight would I embrace thee. Till like a water balloon my grubby hands rupture thee and spill thy insides out upon the used up ground. Oh Saturday if only thou couldst last. . .
Read more "Saturdays"Eyes slant. Sun flares bright. Dust ghosts swirl between. He squints across where his opponent stands. Appraises. Time. ticks. slow. All around watchers holding breath in tight lipped silence. Tilts hat down. Readies feet. Waits his beat. Fired like crackle flame flying from the hand marked, slight change rise connecting– snapped with metal ring And […]
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