a poem is a sermon
Wake up! The dawn is rapping at the shutters! There is no time to lose, nor waste away; you must begin to clear out all this clutter that gives you an excuse to sleep all day. Believe this: if the end is really coming, you won’t hear marching feet or feel the drumming. Defeat will […]
What now? Is there sufficient cause for reaching beyond the edge of darkness? Will we find ourselves subjected to more endless preaching? Are we fit students for any new teaching? And what good any lesson merely bleaching the past of any stains we’ve left behind, or drowning out the crows and vultures screeching on ancient […]
One cause alone cannot sustain our reason. Quite surely in one lifetime are enough good reasons to press on; that is the stuff of all our myths and legends, in their season. Besides, one grows and passes out of childhood; the dreams of youth must cede their place, as age begins fresh chapters and with […]
We each must choose the causes worth our fighting from a great myriad of pointless quests designed to breed confusion in our breasts and keep the fuse inside us from igniting. The frivolous is made to seem exciting; it titillates and leads our thoughts astray. We lose momentum somewhere on the way, and valor turns […]
The world is broken; Cassandras have spoken their tales of woe. Let teardrops flow; and as fear grows, watch kindness dry and those who try to counter lies with trust and truth lose friends and youth. As our illusions die, confusion fills our dreaming, leaves us scheming more on winning, our minds spinning to control […]
Is love a thing that lasts, or a mere trinket, a toy that fascinates until it bores, a passing fancy, or eternal compact between two souls and never any more, a gift from gods above, or social stricture meant as a mere distraction for the mind? If only short-term passion or mere pastime, who was […]
As the evening enters like a dancer from the wings, and we turn our backs on busy days and other things, listen as the dull roar of the world begins to fade in a gentle twilight serenade… A sliver of a moon begins its shining, shy behind some wisps of clouds, it’s pining as a […]