To a Friend

July 27, 2016

 

Golden disk of sun,

Radiant, copper fire, lost in milky clouds.

Red like change but at rest,

A bronze figurine,

sun-drenched sphinx,

floating peaceful

above every torrid twist and turn of time.

I love you, my sunlight,

my thing of beauty unmarred.

 

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‘SLEEPING CAT’ – Pen & Ink and Watercolour by Richard Marsh, source: Etsy.com

Adoration

April 26, 2015

Meek, gentle, pure,
your beauty makes the heart ache.
Holy warmth radiates from your figure, fair and white.
I wish to embrace.
Longing fills the deepest void,
to make all that is yours, my own.
and all that is my own, yours.
The strong one who kneels down,
wise one who listens,
waits patiently.
Son, husband, father, brother,
the new man descending into his garden,
fervent, full and round as the sun.
Everything worth fighting for, worth protecting,
worth loving.
Through the eyes of the soul, I see

my Christ.

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March 9, 2012

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The swarthy angel perched

upon my bedside

raven wings ashroud,

whispered to me in that dead tongue

of devils and priests:

Veni, veni, venias

ne me mori facias.

A forgotten song

serenade for the dead

sung beneath archways,

where I sought my beloved.

in antiquity’s chill.

Roses glow

like blood-drops sprung out of the earth.

Their thorns outstretched

rebuking hands

leave a silent pin-prick

against my flesh,

telling me

my love lies here not

not within this dark place.

Once more clarion,

I hear the haunting psalm

its shadowy linger

resounding the fretful antiphon

of bygone years lost:

Veni, veni, venias

ne me mori facias.