Author Archives: montecyril

Windswept by air, fire and earth  Love may be commotion, yet is mirth  A wee fistful can be a large universe  Calligraphed destiny is never adverse  Blood meanders unlost in a diverse ocean  It is a delicate flow that never fails unison  I can assert that we were no stowaways  in the parental womb thatContinue reading “The parental womb: A poem “

I think of the moon  but not in late June  In early Feb, I sing its tune  I was slow to usher in the new age  But timing must be right to flip the page  The fish, though, was never my staple or wage  I can set Aquarius in the sky  Man was never myContinue reading “Flip the page to a new age: A poem “

O God, I thank Thee for your wondrous work of art  There’s beauty in my life, a sense of duty sets me apart  Thanks for the love I gathered, the souls I’ve brothered  Even little children are mentors teaching all that mattered  I know I am a universe in Thine eyes, where nothing is small Continue reading “O God, I thank Thee: A poem “

All is cruel. Love is only  a delicate gossamer hanging from your skin.  You wear it too thin. Your own innocence can kill  Willful knowledge is sin. The jihadists against  truth and justice have your aspirations kissed  Their plans for you are calumny against God  You don’t think it’s odd, believing in false Lords  YouContinue reading “All is cruel: A poem “

At point zero,  I feel like the hapless hero  who waited for the sign  through all the lost time  I only, now, see the clouds gather  They bring in an inclement weather  The horizon seems it will not be mine  These fields of hope have lost their shine  Did my miscarriage weaken me?  Did theContinue reading “At point zero: A poem “