Flames

The flames dance: cool and elemental, wrapped around their twine of radiating energy. The crackle of the pine the snap of sparks that clack like pop bottles splacking caps. – So odd to see the darting light the wall of whelming warmth so unconcerned– sporting hues of purple-blues of lava deep as sun. So full […]

The Spoil of the Strong

“And they crucified him, and parted his garments, casting lots.” ~ Matthew 27:35 Greedy hands reached out eagerly to seize the woven fabric of the clothes lately worn by Jesus. Heated words, and shaken hands, and rips of sword sharp severing as the earthly garment that good and noble garment so lately dignified by him […]

Surely He has born our Griefs

Jesus came to heal the sick the weak, the sad, the sore, the ones stretched out in dire need the wretched and the poor. – You thought He only saved from sins? But Have you never read: – Lame men walked and mute men talked. Peter’s mother lived. – Where e’er they met him, demons […]

Epitaph of Jesus “The King of the Jews”

Where‘er he walked he was despised: we shook our heads, we rolled our eyes. Rejected one who dares to call himself the truth and us the thrall in dungeons dark and full of lies— this is why you bore the sores! you wore the sins no man endures – (and only God Himself can rise). […]

The Visitor

Love stood knocking at the door and when I offered silence he waited, patient, on the stoop and called my name. – Each sally I would feign to make to leave the door and quiet the tiny blurt of conscience-prod— I saw he watched the frame. – I turned from him to read the world […]

Varin’s Seat

Have you heard of Varin’s seat, have you heard the music bare, have you heard the salt spray songs that steel your soul in life-ish dare? – It comes on swells from Over-yon it comes in dales of aqua wave it comes all tinged in bronzish flame— the fire-gift the sky last gave. – Let […]

The Kavalcade

Pounding up the dusty trail wending wide o’er field and fen through dark shadow, over vale and past the realm of mortal men. Rides on high the Kavalcade the steed of desperate wild light the flash in sun-glare’s gleaming raid that whisks like shivers in the night. It gleams like shining, liquid air but wears […]

Dying Warrior

I saw a tree was lying, along the forest floor. a giant tumble-dying decaying, old, and sore Its clod was wrenched and mounded right angled with the ground and roots were torn and hurting that once had anchored down. The leaves lay brown and whispless, dis-playing with the breeze while squirrels and woodland creatures hopped […]

Cafe Blues

The place to go when feeling blue is found beside a small cafe shaded by the ivy boughs, where one can sit to chat the day while shadows shroud from passing view in shaded cool and evening blue. – – –

Hope

The daylight slipped away and stripped the flame from my last candle, but one by one the stars began to bloom in gloomy fields of sky, and I, though planted in the dark, felt the spark—that old and trusty hook— when I looked up.

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