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Impasse “This is what Jehovah says: ‘A voice is heard in Raʹmah, lamentation and bitter weeping: Rachel is weeping over her sons. She has refused to be comforted over her sons, Because they are no more.’” Jer. 31:15. * “Hey!” In unison they cried, “Let’s plant a garden and feed the earth!” No more children … More #Impasse

[ When hands ] When hands on grandfather’s clock creep, crawl minds at times loudly tick-tock in shadowy halls smoking within blazing ire roasting, toasted by degrees of hatefulness dispensed; then as rapids to proceed in raging speed without paddles to hold back. Attack! Attack!… Today’s common react. More defenses, deformed caustic nuances not hidden … More Untitled

A blight upon your Most Holy name I do not intend or desire. To be exemplary in imperfection. Trying ultimately to succeed. Higher than my flaws pronounced I aspire as a mist rises to evaporate softly under a warming gaze of a brilliant sun. Inspired, I am, by a love of mountainous magnitude covered in … More Secret Me In Your Special Space

Silent, I Can’t Remain (Contest Jer. 2:4 – Fsml) “Silent, I can’t remain”; although these words you do disdain. “Hear the word of Jehovah, O house of Jacob, And all you families of the house of Israel.” Jer. 2:4. Jah’s holy standards you must maintain. Ringing. Rung. Rang. In the streets and squares of Jerusalem … More Silent, I Can’t Remain

The Party Everyone desiring to glisten as human stars to soar across vast skies hasty to explore or content to gaze was invited… It would start at dawn. Then roll on and on… into thrilling darkness. All night long with dance, with song. Fabulous exotic food plus sweet or bitter drink experimentally combined flowing potent … More The Party

Untitled (Five for Five Finger (part 2) “Arms Wide Open I Stand Alone, I’m no hero and I’m not made of stone”. What I carry is heavy, weighing down my weary bones… Family deserted me. Now without a home… Arms wide open, in this land of freedom I tragically roam. Waste-cans my store for groceries, … More Untitled (Five for Five Finger (part 2)

Cocooned (Rafael Alberti – Deception – Brevity) Cocoons silken spun. Worms weaving ‘webs’ promising ‘freedom’ won? by sons’ and daughters’ red shed over threads woven ‘wrong’ said in darkness spread; misled in twilight to fight fiercely for: “In God We Trust”. In God We Trust? In a ‘god’ we must trust continuing a ruse centuries … More Cocooned

Shall We Not Our Consciousness Raise? (1st draft) What Supreme King Exists as He Who Loves Righteousness Honor Dignity Justice To a trillionth degree? At the expense of His beloved Son First a prince, but now enthroned Because of his love too of holiness. His faithfulness winning his Father’s eternal favor. Upon Christ a glory … More Shall We Not Our Consciousness Raise?

A happy heart starts with a smile given freely it can travel for miles on end across this globe spinning endlessly depending upon gratitude from a receiver who then sends another smile to another befriend. A happy heart imparts profundity tactfully when asked or necessarily tasked to lovingly correct or protect one from ‘taking a … More A Happy Heart