. My working theory grinds out notes only the grateful find. It’s the imprints on paper uncovered by shading; .… Read more Soliloquy & Symphony
Category: My Poetry
When Ideas Only Like To Swim In Cups
. Here my blog post Swims in a cup of coffee. Moving, . steaming, . … Read more When Ideas Only Like To Swim In Cups
This Slow Vista & Its Quiet Yawn
. This watery eyed bluff before me, . accompanies the sunrise, . … Read more This Slow Vista & Its Quiet Yawn
Of Shopping Lists & Haiku
The other day I quickly entered some notes into my phone. These were some ideas and directions from my mum… Read more Of Shopping Lists & Haiku
From Advent To Anastasis
The revolution Anastasis Iesous Christos [i] Viva Noël! (©RL2016) [i] Resurrection of Jesus Christ
Ode to The Wall of Virtual Snobs
No writer goes without giving a tongue-in-cheek, somewhat hyperbolic critique of the circles in which they sometimes find themselves. Here’s… Read more Ode to The Wall of Virtual Snobs
Faith’s Old Firebrands
. Sweeping dread, . cornered by mystery; . faith framed by sincerity, . disrupting shy anxiety.… Read more Faith’s Old Firebrands
The Slow Ascent of The Impossible & The Peculiar
Alone. The assembly lines stand abandoned. . Support stations silenced. The floor is covered in bleak layers of ash.… Read more The Slow Ascent of The Impossible & The Peculiar
Kommen Das Gott Von Veritas
. . The chamber reverberates, “I’m no good at this.” These broken sounds match darkened walls. Thoughts smashed together, move… Read more Kommen Das Gott Von Veritas
That, Wished Forgotten, Doesn’t Benefit The Downtrodden
Take that which was left withering. Call out for the deserted. Watch them emerge from Holy places. Look at the… Read more That, Wished Forgotten, Doesn’t Benefit The Downtrodden
Rod Lampard 