Tag: faith
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#109
Sequin-ring,dancing,the raindrops poolingfollow the rootof your finger,up the paper-facing wing,against the current,away from me, Sunlight,falling,the gathering dew spotson the leaves of the maple tree,reflect the ephemeral eternity,sharp as the tremoring echosof my affections,drawn out,along the rootof your finger,up the paper-facing wing,against the current,close to me
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#108
Breath of Autumn,a sunlight baptism,amaranthine,in the fieldsand valleys of youreyes,turned up in laughter,In the face of ourthreadbare fortune,unburdened
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#107 (revised)
Heat-haze clinging,the asphalt beneathyour feet,having run the length of Hell,buries the day orb-spinner,shadow-sung,our crescent-beaked masters,casting out their netsin greed,reel in that which wasonce our treasure,paid in full, andcastigated forit’s mercy You,having run the length of hell,strung up before the butchers,and castigated for your mercyyet retain your mercy,you,white-glovedin the corner of my page,anointed, asSamson before Dagon,lay…
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106
Dawn-childdreaming,the sun-beams, falling,lay out your way first-born,yet unborn,you to whom we wouldgift the world,instead, stand toinherit naughtbut your father’ssin one day,as Jacob before you,may you find in yourselffaith enoughto seize your ironbreasted fortuneand make ofit an alter,in the desert,bowed down,before the Lord
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105
Shrike-bowedbeckoned, the sunken bell ringingto you, was just another prayer, Dawn-child,waking,your copper-skinnedpatina, driven out,beyond the silken chambersof excess and into ruin,is, in the twilight,reborn,rapaciously
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104
Soul-spinningSilhouette,the orb-weaver,severing the string,spins itself anotherstar Soul-catcher,tracking over thebones of summeratop the mountainclose to you,may too seethe hand of God
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#102
Tapir-beaked masters,white toothed,in the tower,above our shoulders,hold tight our strings, brother,like me,your anger too,ebbs with the moon,our life, spent on the line,once again,cast before swine,irreverently, One day,soon,even our sorrowwill have its due,and resentment,festering in the hollow,before the soul,consumes the remedy,consumes the world
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#100
Sequin-ring,dancing,the erstwhile tapir-beakedsmile upon your backstumbled outof adolescenceand into exile,before Corinth,in the quiet,before the dawn Meridian,listing,shaved away the burlapedges of shame,between gasping breaths,through theaxiomatic peaks and valleysof irony,wrung out,before Corinth,in the quietbefore the dawn
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#99
Sunflowerin the wind,the penitent soulbefore Babel,cast its voicebefore the breathof all things you,aphonic,your worksstripped bare,saw your nature reflectedin the well He,having spoke the firstverse, understandsbetter than youthe value ofa word,offered up,faithfully
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#98
Sickle-stepdeafened,crawling upward,through the dusk-shoals,beyond the sable stair,again to the foot of light you,seeking somethinggreater than yourself,lay out your idealupon the alter, perhapsin timeyou too may hear thevoice of God
Black ink and sunbeams poetry 