Still. Unrumphled. Bobbing slow in whackish troughs. Below in dappled water caves, deep and low, beneath the waves where somnolescent turtle kings, and shining silver clouding darts swim in sudden loops and starts hear the somber manta ray trundle silently away far from light and fright and day.
Read more "Sounds of Silence"Trouble swells, and we envy the birds— the way they climb the winds with wings and wander far and settle where they please while we have only feet and gravity to hold us to the earth. We squirm, as if our royal birth were some mistake; we sniff, as do the monsters at forbidden meat; […]
Read more "Envying the Birds"Once I thought I saw you in a corner. All I really saw was me, watching others jealously in case they came to steal and say the bestest parts of my own day and make to drive all happiness away. – Soon the corner-me had won and every other single one made quick to leave […]
Read more "Narcissus"That tree, leafing green dead, gray, ungrown just last fall, chirps forth in new song. – – – Photo by Alexey Demidov: https://www.pexels.com
Read more "New Life"Green the dress Raging bright the hair Idling in the wind by yellow roses Eyes stare out. Across the ancient blue. Far gone….away.
Read more "Primary Hopes"Cold and stark, silent, dark bonded atoms: strong as steel— unwilling eager guardian— watchful limestone wheel. – There’s no tread can wake the dead or break the quiet stone. Night creeps in on shameful day; the maker sleeps alone. – Roman dust, silent must guard my stone with wooden spears. Bored and stiff, the coldest […]
Read more "They Rolled a Stone…"Stranded ‘round an ancient Olive tree there wends collected history from lives: the truth that now remains in memory. And here within this garden there survives a tree that lived to feel it’s maker’s touch, that heard the earnest prayers, the shouts the strives the babbing brash that woke the sacred hush, berating godly pleas […]
Read more "The Hour Has Come…"Smash blows. Snaps of breaking waves. Sharp. Short. Blood sport: BLEED . . . See this! Willing hands? Stretched out– NO demands? Gives death. Claims life for these men ? – – – Photo by engin akyurt on Unsplash
Read more "Nails"The table set, the glass is there Drink of His love. No place for earthly glory here Drink of His love. He washes feet in humble place speaks to His chosen face to face a friend of sinners, great in grace, Drink of His love. – The broken bread His death displays Taste of His […]
Read more "Body and Blood"Early He came, eager, He sought and found a house of evil blend where sinners grubbed for gain of men. – the fruit the tree had never brought No prayers or silent worship wend up to God from this robber’s den – outward green as empty as rot He drove them out in wrath and […]
Read more "He Found Nothing…"
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