A poem inspired by the Muse of Cold Earth. No Gods In my dreams I’m Open I’m like an ashtray, collecting fragments of the things They Burned In the eternal fire For Winter passes Summer rages Spring cries down into the streams And fall Comes when you least expect it Like that unbearable look ofContinue reading “WD 51 “No Gods””
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WD 50 “Let There Be-“
A poem inspired by the Muse of Cold Earth. Let There Be- I’ve seen God hover over The surface of the water, but I never saw him walk on it. There was blackness as far As no eye could see, and then Light A stygian and foul-smelling substance recommended in small doses The ebon nothingContinue reading “WD 50 “Let There Be-“”
WD 49 “Keter”
A verse inscribed in fire and light. Keter Sources say there is an invisible source of physical pressure that maintains the tight stability of our earth, I think that might be you. The hand of God is upon me as I weave between traffic Causing me to be tall and not to stumble yet. AndContinue reading “WD 49 “Keter””
WD 47 “Francis”
A poem inspired by the Muse of Cold Earth. Francis Sometimes they want to stick their fingers down your Throat, those cyclopean halls. Cry till they let you kiss The feet of the czars on step ladders, and We aren’t even stars – The fire in us is metaphorical but when My chest heaves andContinue reading “WD 47 “Francis””
WD 46 “Letter Found in a Jacket Pocket”
A verse inscribed in fire and light Letter Found in a Jacket Pocket Bad things achieve immortality sometimes, curse Your red dust, wholeness permeates you Turn me Away, invitingly, Queen of Ants Because each time we accepted that we knew nothing, we understood everything. – I don’t want your car keys (Can’t drive) I don’tContinue reading “WD 46 “Letter Found in a Jacket Pocket””
WD 45 “Gremory”
A verse inscribed in fire and light Gremory (The Unwise People) Let him who walks in darkness and has no light trust in the name of the Lord and rely on his God. And I could use a hand to hold as I traverse this desert, each grain a lifetime, mine or someone else’s. AsContinue reading “WD 45 “Gremory””
WD 44 “In The Garden He Gives Me the Silent Treatment”
A verse inscribed in fire and light In The Garden He Gives Me the Silent Treatment Oblatum est tributis serviens. Speramus enim placitum est in oculis vestris. I’ve seen into the eye sockets and spirits of a few good men, and I’ve Seen them all ascend to salvation, but I don’t know this new youContinue reading “WD 44 “In The Garden He Gives Me the Silent Treatment””
WD 43 “Nicodemus”
A verse inscribed in fire and light Nicodemus I could tell a sad story that would change your mind about everything, but I don’t want to be that guy, no I don’t want to be that guy. He laid in a cave for three days and three nights Yeah, he laid in a cave forContinue reading “WD 43 “Nicodemus””
WD 41 “Chain Links”
A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth Chain Links Chain linked, tied together, wrapped and knotted in serpentine strands of metal. I saw you crucified in a passive gesture, your bare back pressed against the fence on the hottest day of summer, and the material world left its marks on you, cross hatch,Continue reading “WD 41 “Chain Links””
WD 40 “Hemlock Kid”
A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth Hemlock Kid There is a comorbidity in the stars Crossing the cosmos like The feathers of arrows aimed at heartless echoes of emptiness The dark and the light serve to complement each other’s weaknesses One without eyes Another with hands that can feel but not hold Continue reading “WD 40 “Hemlock Kid””
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