Conscious Of |
At the mouth/ Of the river/ A cougar licks/ Her lips at/ The thought of/ Unbottled water. "Taste/ And see and/ Eat the flesh."/ At the fork/ In the path/ A math major/ Counts his blessings./ Once I. "...
Posted by The World's Strongest Poet on Thu, 06 Dec 2007 01:30:00 PST |
thinking back |
College kids, budding young men and women,/ Hold hands and French Kiss each other/ As they sit on blankets below/ The wet, newly sprouted leaves/ That cover Mount Oread./ They are the few who do not c...
Posted by The World's Strongest Poet on Wed, 18 Apr 2007 07:35:00 PST |
Wandering (In The Hollow Temple) |
A ghost wanders alone/ Inside his appointed shell/ In a desperate attempt/ To stir it back to life./ Life!/ Not merely mechanical motion/ This machine can feed and breed/ Feel the basic senses/ Feel p...
Posted by The World's Strongest Poet on Mon, 26 Feb 2007 09:28:00 PST |
a new day |
"Sufficient"
For a child's innocence,/ My soul cries out on heavy days./ What I would give to dine on milk/ When a lack of peace stays/ The food of grace from my mouth./ Today, I read about perfection...
Posted by The World's Strongest Poet on Wed, 21 Feb 2007 04:06:00 PST |
A Psalm Of May |
Let the red, let the yellow, blue, and green/ Streams of hope promise lavendar sunsets./ I will walk along the river's muddy shores/ Hearing low whispers: "peace, peace, peace."/ I will walk below jet...
Posted by The World's Strongest Poet on Fri, 19 Jan 2007 09:07:00 PST |
Nature Myth |
In the last days,/ As the night slowly descends/ On the human drama,/ Love will bring rest to the tired soul,/ Warming the frail, shivering frame/ On the coldest night of winter.
In the last days,/ As...
Posted by The World's Strongest Poet on Fri, 12 Jan 2007 06:40:00 PST |
Journal Entry: December 9 |
Numbers. Numbers. Numbers/ Must mean something/ Must mean some thing/ Or God or devil/ Rolls the dice for our fate.
Twenty/ The number of years since release./ But I don't feel free anymore./ Haven't ...
Posted by The World's Strongest Poet on Wed, 10 Jan 2007 10:37:00 PST |
On God's Revenge |
You are no less my God when I fall/ Down the hardwood stairs sin by sin./ You are still there when I rise to kneel/ For the seven times seventieth time.
How Satan must laugh when I ask forgiveness/ Fo...
Posted by The World's Strongest Poet on Thu, 04 Jan 2007 09:25:00 PST |
West Wind Currents |
Undercurrents/ drive waves/ and land mass/ toward the western side of sunrise/ where joy glides on the edge of sunset's horizon./ Intense desire/ the Longing/ the last Remnant/ of beauty attained.
--f...
Posted by The World's Strongest Poet on Sun, 10 Dec 2006 09:02:00 PST |
excerpt from "Walking Toward Bethlehem" |
from my book "The Myth Of The Morning Star" and also in my audio book "Art Before Artist"
"Yes, God is mercy," whispered/ An eternal breeze/ Blowing through walls and souls/ So quiet and easily/ One c...
Posted by The World's Strongest Poet on Thu, 19 Oct 2006 08:23:00 PST |
