The start, the end The year circles like a snake, tail to mouth Reaching infinity, reaching nowhere, traveling forever without motion The dawn breaks with a flare of horns and we are blinded by the spirit An adulation rises from the crowd that prays for mercy, healing, help The light rises over head and the…… Continue reading A Day of Bones
Tag: prose
Shells
On the sand we find them Burrowed all around Hardened shells Formed by the soft being within So in life we find them Surrounded all around Hardened shells Masks formed by the soul within Smiling faces without warmth Eyes without life Words with no meaning Greetings with no meaning We search to find Warmth and life within…… Continue reading Shells
Exposed
They say we are privileged In their tidy house On a dead end street They say we have power While the bat still batters The poor who crave food They say we are perverse As we try only to find peace Only to find acceptance and love They say we are different Wearing strange clothing…… Continue reading Exposed
In Zion
She sat by the stream And played the Lyre, Dreaming of Zion of Jerusalem Golden on a hill Shining, calling to all Come and live in my light But she was in shadow In twilight as the music softly told a story low in the dark she lay alone and the angels showed her a…… Continue reading In Zion
Earthquake
Slowly It started In the basement Of a tall building At first Just the smallest Cracks appeared In the concrete pillars Then As seconds passed The rumblings grew And the ground shifted Steel Bent like rubber Glass Shattered and fell on the street below In the top Of that building Lay a machine Once pristine…… Continue reading Earthquake
My Gifted Life 