Tag: poetry exercise

• September 26, 2023

  Your Church and Mine

  driving through this rainy morning Sundayyou in your puritan dress and humming hymnsand me trying to remember when last I wentto service, to the gathering of the faithful, whenlast I broke bread with the brethren andfeasted on the flesh of a two-thousand-year deadsavior, heard the word beat into the pulpit straightinto my mind and soul,…
• September 21, 2023

  Sophist on a Soapbox

  Let us dance among clouds singing of Deathsuch mornings as we awaken to predawnand dancing fall from heaven, though it’s merelysky, and drub our heads against anotherday as the planet turns on its axischasing this eccentric path around our sunspinning in Earth’s backwater neighborhoodin a galaxy we call Milky Way –and what is death? merely…
• September 19, 2023

  Working on this Sonnet

  SOULFUL?How much in our lives do we give away?And for what? To whom? How much love we spendunwitting, never counting returns untilbroke and wanting with hunger-angered fistsclenched in supplication. Some say poweris the social currency, but I arguehere that suffering buys all resourcesmeaningful to the soul – and what is ‘soul’?Some may ask – young,…
• September 14, 2023

  Theodorian Rhapsody

  future uncertain but certainly – brightangel on my shoulder, lucky cloverfilling my pocket with wishes I ridelike horses into unicorn meadowsovergrown with posies gathered from allthose forgotten nursery rhymes . . . o Seussianlife: how can I unstar my belly to strideproud among these lovely other sneetches? scrape from these foolish eyes all delusion,o father…
• September 14, 2023

  Sonnet Exercise

  this is just an exercise, no actual sonnet was written: when I procrastinate, my muse, let’s callher Liza for the sake of argument,badgers me like a boubous boiling upunder my metaphorical skin – whichis very similar to corporealskin, but itches via dissimilarsenses . . . she castigates me now for thisstrange digression into metaphysics,but it’s…