‘Mate! what a bloody good thing, Jesus recruits soldiers amongst His enemies.” What a naïve scoundrel I once was!… Read more A Very Australian Poetic Play On Bernard of Clairvaux’s, Letter To The Knights Templar
Category: My Poetry
Knight The Wounded
. Find this level of emptiness. Forgive my heart’s forgetfulness. Engulf my worship of sadness. Embrace this prayer, despite my… Read more Knight The Wounded
The Abussos (Society’s Switched Off Its Intelligence)
. Hear the seldom gong and its solemn tone . a high pitched, heart wrenching groan. Unheard… Read more The Abussos (Society’s Switched Off Its Intelligence)
Poem Turned Tune: The Embers of Inhaled Grace
Naming a tune can sometimes take time. There are days when the name will drop instantly. Then there are other… Read more Poem Turned Tune: The Embers of Inhaled Grace
Emancipation
. I’m schooled by necessity, schooling from what was thrown at me unnecessarily. Gasping for gravity, learning new abilities beyond… Read more Emancipation
Sedated Polis
. Images swallowed are emptied of resonance; Voided passion. Pay-offs and silence; twisted resistance. Social media degradation. The mind controlled,… Read more Sedated Polis
Prayer For That Which Was Seldom Shown
. Unlike greed, lies, abuse and false claims, . rain falls and doesn’t stain. Lord,… Read more Prayer For That Which Was Seldom Shown
The Embers Of Inhaled Grace
. Relentless, I hear the sighs. The “talentless” noticed by nothingness and its endless siren’s cry. Sinking into the sands… Read more The Embers Of Inhaled Grace
Bagatelle Of The Solitary Lamp
If you are among the few readers of this blog, or perhaps among the one or two Facebook friends that… Read more Bagatelle Of The Solitary Lamp
The Messenger’s Presence
. Wings stretch and earth darkens. From West to East, wrists to wood From the river of bitter vinegar, to… Read more The Messenger’s Presence