“For all things there is a time … a time to plant and a time to pluck up what is planted” (Eccl. 3:1-2). Certain things must be done in their proper season. I guess that's one of the reasons there is the saying, “strike while the metal is hot.” Certain times in life seem to …
Category: Poetry
Through the Window
Chill the window pane on my warm brow, Tattered, shredded, drifting mist Floating by, silently enveloping Faces, forms, shapeless shadows, Treading, wandering, fleeting, Passing, moving, fading. Somewhere, whispering voices Distinct, lucid, faint, and distant, Near echoes stormy ocean waves Vying relentlessly with solid land, And there sway faint phantom trees. Here am I, confined, four …
A Blind Man’s Cry
Tripping, stumbling, wandering, Dusty, gritty, and dirty, Parched mouth, fumbling hands, Eyes darkened, blinded Hustle, bustle, tossed here and there, Stamping crowds, a thousand Murmuring voices of disharmony. Fallen, beggar, wounded, lost, Sinful, sitting by the wayside, Two-fold aspect of being Eternally woven and bound, Earthen body – immaterial spirit Sightless windows, eyes veiled, Trampled …
Immortal Sacrifice
A poem, by me, to mix it up a little bit. What can I offer You, O Immortal King? I am nothing, infinitesimal, minute. I will offer You my being; Yet I have no being, You alone are true being, Life Rather, You transcend even being, O Great I AM. I am death, sin, darkness, …
A Starless Sky
I started this blog five years ago in June of 2017. I figure that's a five-year anniversary. I simply wrote. I didn't write to try and be known. I was pretty shocked when the readership really started to grow. Really, I'm just a nobody parish priest of a smaller-sized parish in a midsized town in …
Hades’ Flame
In the dark abyss of worldly light, Hell's fire burns deep and bright; At the dusk of this fading mortal day, Hades' flames methodically flicker and sway, Burning, smoldering, the stony callus of my heart, Scorching deep my innermost part. Frigid and fierce Gehenna's coals do burn Underfoot and around every turn, Upon my head, …
The Prodigal’s Lament
The tears leave a stain Upon my filthy cheeks; My head hung low with pain, Drives my knees to the earth. I've squandered all You gave, Your riches and my worth; With Your gold, I did pave My very path into the mire. Everything You gave, I let blow away Like dark ashes …
Morning’s Fire
The gloomy shadows of the night, Ran at dawn's radiant light, Taking refuge in man's heart 'Till the morning's fire will start. From a cavern of the earth, Springs forth mankind's rebirth, Primal water's formless tomb, The life-energizing divine womb. The cosmic heavenly expanse, Torn asunder by God's advance, Encompassing all creation, In Tri-Hypostatic salvation; …
The Medicine Man
Start the live stream, turn the volume high, Put on your best Sunday tie, Turn off your brain, the thinking kind; Get ready to receive a mass-produced mind, And clasp the hand of the Medicine Man He's so factual, all the specialists are his fan! He'll take you to a tolerant place And with soft …
Advice from the Ministers of Modernity
Take advantage of the giver, Contract the most from the poor, Ruthlessly squeeze a dissenter; Make sure you always have more. Destroy all who stand in your way, Crush with luscious burdens too heavy to bear; In secret a man you may slay, But hate with the pretense you care. Play up to those in …
The Inkless Pen 