RSSArchive for March, 2017

Mar

31

Raking Wet Leaves

Raking Wet Leaves Raking wet leaves beneath the tall window he sees the girl in blond ringlets play her fine piano through the curtain sash; though faint, the music is so beautiful she glows. His eyes will not cooperate with him and flow like the tide at sunset blurring what he can barely see. This […]

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Mar

26

The Clicking of Locks

The Clicking of Locks Now there’s a music that defies music, like the frozen music of newly set concrete, out of the tundra. This chime of hammers and tumblers, unseen acrobatic marionettes in their inner cores set free to slide, spin, do somersaults inside steel drums on key. Dense assonance of keys, grounded sphere of […]

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Mar

23

Lost Child

Lost Child You wake alone in tears of panic…not sure steady, the movement moving steadily away, but static and fastened in flesh to some cause from father and mother’s love, her knee’s magic play to not sure where, your dream, you dreamed you lost father and mother’s knee is gone, not here but away with […]

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Mar

19

places you’ve been

Places You’ve Been From one unafraid of high heights and preening poisonous snakes, you move on, now only ontologically cautious from beautiful snakes rent, feckless. Left to their own devices how they can swirl and swamp tangle with hi-lights in their own lake, paints and shades and styles, how they entice and belittle for their […]

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Mar

15

Jesus

Jesus The nature of light is Jesus where west meets east beyond the electromagnetic spectrum, a never ending fractal outside the event horizon. His portrait is in stars lightyears from visible, still you can feel He alone is vehicle for truth and life and love and soul, brighter than quasars in the sidereal distance of […]

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Mar

8

O Happy Day

O Happy Day For Caleb, Noah, Adah and Oliver Everyone who had seen and heard, the crowd grew rapidly at the word, and sang, “it’s Him, He’s Alive! It’s Him.” Our search over at last, we followed not wondering why we danced through the gate like leaving a prison to Bethany and the Mount of […]

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Mar

5

Fear Not, Only Believe

Fear Not, Only Believe Luke 8: 50 With all hope lost, from all the snake oil salesmen, mother and father, twelve long years of sleepless nights, physicians and wise men from the next horizon, special diets and prayers to keep their daughter alive. Then they heard of Jesus healing, hear Him say she shall be […]

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Mar

1

On or About Sunday Morning

On or about Sunday Morning Wallace Stevens You told us of a jar in Tennessee upon a hill. A jar that grows on wilderness to make a hole upon a hill. It is Scope’s jar that sits there still in which are bits of life, those cells that dwell therein inherit the wind, Darwin’s creatures […]

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