Lambskin Parchment: A poem

Get thee behind me Emmanuel. The gates of perdition are edged with pearl and gilt. Beneath the altar, relics of my innocence; Spilt wine, consecrated dripping from stigmatic hands. Ex cathedra I exhume the execration. Censor your thurible, no incense shrouds The reeking entrails worn around your neck. The holy lie, forbidden fruit tastes sweet;... Continue Reading →

Winterend – a poem

Let me in to your lamentation, The song of snowmelt in your sigh. Spring rain falls soft on cherry blossom, Early this year - or late for your epiphany. An exhalation beautiful as blood, Scenery washed by sunrise. A time to mourn, a time to dance, A time between the never and the now. We... Continue Reading →

Burns Night

No Friday Foraging today, but a simple post for Burns Night, a celebration of the life and poetry of Robert Burns - and a celebration of Scottish culture and heritage too. While my ancestry is not Scottish, but Irish, I enjoy all celebrations of Celtic identity and shall have a wee dram and some (vegetarian)... Continue Reading →

Just a moment: a poem

Too much, too fast, too soon, too now; Wildfires burn, each spark a story. The rising tide will overwhelm us all; A flood of meaning, meaningless amidst the noise. Gaze into it, it gazes back, A void of fire and fury, all is fear, The fear of dying, fear of failure, fear of being found... Continue Reading →

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