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Jul

30

From Parades Your Dreams Remember….Dreams of Coptic Choruses

Dreams of Coptic Choruses Tambourines made of monkey skins, edges burnished with monkey fur, horns sculpted from tarnished brass or ebony, yapping black and white Colobus monkeys showing gums and banging drums, dancing happy on marchers shoulders. The street’s the place to celebrate Christ’s grace, gathering pent up steam indoors all night. When marchers meet […]

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Jul

27

The Parade’s End… from Parades Your Dreams Remember

Parades Your Dreams Remember The Parade’s End The dough boys trudge, some limp by. Gary Cooper in brown leggings, those eyes, the pain upon the stage upon his face plays tenebrous scenes perfectly as he marches on the silver screen from Pacific places to treeless waste lands, not a waste at all and far from […]

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Jul

23

When Music Ends

When Music Ends When music ends and curtain falls (but nothing stops) shadow, what is left in wake of shining light on any thing and echoes indistinct reverberate eclat become a dream. (a first shoe drops) to serve beneath the surface of each curve your wonder wills you wander through, those halls you pondered in […]

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Jul

20

Malchus

Malchus Fatter than a Roman sow, as ill-humored, Gracious Caiaphas… this idea that one man should perish to spare his nation, little more than ruse to preserve his own trough, see how modern pols galore feed off this very trough in up dated ways, now more than ever… Malchus, trusted Malchus, loyal honest Malchus brings […]

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Jul

16

The Music of the Wind

The Music of the Wind From moving shadows in the sky I hear wind whisper, my reply is sighing. I see branches way up high from separate grounded stolid trunks nearby, reach up with solid collars coarse, their source, deep soiled terra firma. Swaying graceful, steps to minuets in time to music that the wind […]

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Jul

13

The Road to Emmaus

The Road to Emmaus Mood restrained they talk in somber tones how Romans ripped the muscles of his back off bones, such beating as the one they’d grown to love was given. They walk to Emmaus. They are running away in fear. Malchus, was it Malchus? Perhaps this was the reason he is unnamed, unnamed […]

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Jul

9

Glorious

Glorious glorious crisp morning grass is full growing from dandelion to catalpa hummingbird goes nosing, ground is wet still lake like glass flowing sunrise back to skies glowing

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Jul

6

Judas and the Twenty-second Psalm

Judas and the Twenty-second Psalm “Mesdames et messieurs, ladies and gents, move in, draw near.” not in a hawker’s hawk, delivered more like prayer, in the present tense, sotto voce, he cared not to have the master hear. The Master knew every word before it was spoken, who gave and who could not. The Master […]

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Jul

2

The resurrection of Christ is the absolute categorical imperative

Was Christ risen from the dead? …..d. brown will write anything if he can make a buck…..people will think what comes into their heads, perhaps with some element of truth somewhere.. satan is the great deceiver…Jesus could not lie and be God (why would He?) what’s the big deal for God to rise from the […]

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