Aftermath

En the aftermath, Ashes remain Alongside numbness And the lack of will 2 do what is right, decent, and just As does a forge of queries When the beast rears its head Are we too far gone 4 Mercy 2 find us? Are we too far gone 4 Grace 2 guide us? Are we too […]

Mater (Refitted 4 Twenty-Sixteen)

Most confident – Eye set sail bravely upon cosmic oceans, Splash mud puddles, & conquer distant starry skies My world (the world shining brightly at her feet) is a world of untold possibilities A world populated w/ painted ponies & bowls of porridge A world brimming w/ ballrooms, beanstalks, & gingerbread men Eye am innocence, […]

Little Anna

All ponytail, poodle skirt, bobby socks, and saddle shoes, Little Anna (school books tucked under her right arm) Ignores the school bell’s third and final toll [Aside.] To hell with punctuality! Sheepishly, she approaches a herder boy And he, quite smitten with the dark look of her eyes, Lends her his ear Do whatever it […]

20Fourteen

W/ ev’ry threshold, There is the notion of a shinynewthing That merits our regard and unbridled awe This threshold, Presently bearing down upon us, Is not an exception {Fingercymbals-Twice} Upon its crossing – Dayes of Wonder and Works of Love {One-Beat Pause} This prospect the future holds And luckily the future awaits © LogosVox 2013  

Amor

Neither coin nor cask Of the Life, there is much he does not ask He does not seek Pluton Amid the salt of the harbor or the clamor of the market square He petitions it Neither daily with song Nor nightly with prayer Nev’r do his beads caress Gaia’s spine Nev’r is his breath melodiously […]

Gestalt

The loses and regrets en this Life We bravely endure w/ the perfect poise of a paladin We do not mind the hard blows 2 the gut (even when they arrive en bunches) We do not mind the sword when it is driven, hilt-deep, ento the upper thigh We do not mind the occasional port-wine […]

The Helen Suite

I Amongst The Ruins Once the unbridled envy of Realms near and far, The ramparts of Sparta Are now Mere bronze age walls Walls bleak with soot And crumbling Walls surrounded By lemon groves unattended And overgrown {One-Beat Pause} En the aire of this storied place Dregs of memory beckon us To an ancient altar   […]