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I can see the vicissitudes of treachery unfold like scrolls of tyrannical reigns being read out at my village pavilions. I am no oblivious, ignorant chalet hidden between mountains, unaware of the treachery that besets me, but I can be confoundedly taken unawares by the relentless chicanery! My poor Sarah, I know you are oft-constrainedContinue reading “O poor James the Just! O poor Jacques du  Molay!: A poem”

I sleep among the shadows of a huge meadow where the branches of tall trees reach down to touch me And I am, at once, filled with their fluids, sap in my blood, giving me the extravagant lustre to feel the highest veneer of bark-wood, bathing in the sunshine! I think, suddenly, of the passingContinue reading “Imagination of greatness and mere humility of intrepidity!: A poem”

I tell Man his infinite reach is nothing like a white cotton cloud that amounts to only an illusion. Someday, the stars may collide and the zodiac will fall to pieces and break Man’s back! Even before the Sun may resolve to char the Earth! Is all destruction an account of the ruling beast’s sin?Continue reading “I tell Man: A poem”

I’d really say to you Matt: Righteous guys aren’t nice guys! Because there’s too much going on with the wickedness being passed off as good guys in the world today! So, the righteousness suffers, because all evil doesn’t cower in shame or penitence!. Do you think I feel like an ostrich burying its head inContinue reading “Matthew McConnaughty: Good guys aren’t nice guys!: A poem”

You know, I walked the mountains watching my  craft take shape in the hands of the seamstress I am, who moves all those mountains to find the right fabric! Didn’t I look for you too much in the deserts of Sinai for almost forty years, that my Joshua have a piece of the earth! Dad,Continue reading “Dad, I listened, I opened and look out for a stirring!: A poem”

(Based on the song by Coldplay titled Yellow) I saw an arm stretch out of the vastness; And it was blue bone dry in the language of the stars in their multifaceted variations, not motley chaos, but an order beyond an order, of you and me, turning up the flow from the faucets of theContinue reading “Yellow: A poem”