Wake Up: gwawdonyn hir
Wake up! The dawn is slowly creeping behind the darkness. Just stop sleeping. Dry those nightmare tears; end your weeping, else your other dreams worth …
Leaving Something Good
The kind of bands that play the music that I write these days seem few and far between; somewhere between grasping the brass ring and …
Herding Cats: a gloss as a quintilla
The poets speak of love, and some in tangled words seem lost and mired; for each one that is awestruck dumb or struggles when the …

Tag: rondel

Ways and Means: rondel

Published on June 25, 2025

The means you use always define the end.
If that end is not beautiful, you know
somewhere beyond the last, most recent bend,
your principles dissolved into mere show,

that sense of purpose lost in “let’s pretend”
where only ambiguity can grow.
The means you use always define the end.
If that end is not beautiful, you know.

There is no point in trying to defend
that act that gave your truth a fatal blow,
the consequence you swore to not intend.
Once you are caught up in the undertow,
the means you use always define the end.
If that end is not beautiful, you know.

25 Jun 2025

Such a World: rondel

Published on May 8, 2017

What sense can you make of such a world
where kindness and consideration fail,
and ignorance, its angry, hard fist curled,
destroys all to build more graveyards and jails?

When hatred’s flag has been proudly unfurled,
has culture’s last ship onward set its sails?
What sense can one make of this world
when kindness and consideration fails?

Forget the single grain, the oyster’s pearl;
there is no private gold, no separate grail.
The ocean’s parts held in your tiny pail
show just a pattern’s glimpse, merely a purl.
What sense can you make of such a world?

08 MAY 2017