Circuitous

Destroyers, keepers Kingdoms fall We provide the tithe Until we crawl To cracks and crevasses Deep and down ‘til brighter times We suffer and drown We assign and think All things must collude When on our knees We should heed solitude To wake from mirrors Both past and present But we stay and lay And …

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Parallels

A girl stooped down to tie her shoe. She was thinking about God. Not THAT God. NEVER that God. The other one. The loving one. She knew He was there. Or He/She. Or it. Whatever the ‘Source’ wanted to be called. There – in that spot that is unknowable, but relatable –  He resides. She …

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Prison of the Rose

Thorny ridges, brushing back Getting into so much slack Much ado with waking time Not much ringing to the rhyme. Pristine clutches, diamond digs Singing for the groveling pigs Trash talk, pouty, with a glance Change it all to take a stance. Rosebush thorny, through and through Rippling forth comes morning dew Listen to the …

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