Offspring of faulted fathers, sisters, mothers and brothers Hollowed be our veins Thy kings did come God's will undone By the fruitless pursuit of empty gain Stained centuries with conquests For hungry bread and jealous blood Searing sin Torn apart along imaginary lies A daily, nameless anguish stapled to our skin, akin to kin, aching…Read more Love and Mercy
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Pick Up Sticks
Bend over and look- My Mother One, two, Buckle my shoe; Three, four, Knock at the door; Five, six, Pick up sticks; Seven, eight, Lay them straight: Nine, ten, A big fat hen; Eleven, twelve, Dig and delve; Thirteen, fourteen, draw the curtain, Fifteen sixteen, the maid’s in the kitchen, Seventeen, eighteen, she’s in…Read more Pick Up Sticks
Uneven Bars
Hold on loosely But don't let go If you cling to tightly You're gonna lose control-38 Special This morning I woke up and went back down. As if to counter what I wanted to judge as apathy, my 75 pound dog climbed up and laid on my chest. Stay. So for an hour and a…Read more Uneven Bars
The Trouble with Fruits
"I have cherries by command." - Mary, The Cherry Tree Carol circa 1500 It's a metaphor tied to a pseudo gospel unendorsed by any formal church; meaning mostly white men in positions of power held since the dawn of time. Mary was excited because she got Joseph to give her something she asked for. Cherries,…Read more The Trouble with Fruits
Perennial Passion
Every year The memory comes Of bloodshed, death and rebirth The long drive from here to there Where eyes bore warnings for untold miles of required silence against protest, planked boards and fallen angels who tromped alongside him as he walked towards predestined ruin She spewed truth like afterbirth From his speared side Man alive!…Read more Perennial Passion
