Symbolic Sorrow |
Written 1988
Reconciliation.
Is it an aberration?
There is no refuge behind the shield of pride,
Of courtesy belied.
Of sacramental drops of blood wrested
From a sacrificia...
Posted by on Mon, 28 Apr 2008 20:14:00 GMT |
The Golden Truth |
My Muse went wandering
And never returned.
So my soul was empty
And my heart merely yearned
For the golden Truth
Of the Ages.
Posted by on Sat, 24 Mar 2007 04:36:00 GMT |
Ingress Feast |
Birds of prey
Come my way
Seeking to devour
Brandishing their power
Immobilized
Traumatized
Hypnotized
I stare into the eyes
Of birds from
Dangerous skies.
Written July 4, 2006
Posted by on Sat, 08 Jul 2006 17:45:00 GMT |
Carolyn |
On the threshold of maturity
She stands, quavering.
The mysteries of it mean bewilderment;
She thinks, she feels;
But all the meanings thereof
She cannot understand.
The pounding of her heart,
The bre...
Posted by on Fri, 26 May 2006 20:46:00 GMT |
Reconstitutionality |
When does the past
Become the present
And the future
Become today?
Mischievous Time
Merry havoc will play.
Posted by on Thu, 30 Mar 2006 22:41:00 GMT |
The Spectral Past |
I find myself haunted by the past at times and it often pervades my dreams.
It's easy to acquire forebodings and hard to evade the pitfalls of guilt and remorse even with full knowledge that the past ...
Posted by on Fri, 03 Feb 2006 19:43:00 GMT |
