Song to the Sunrise
Oh the sunrise! That painting in the sky!
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April 22, 2020
The Language of Twightlight
Twightlight falls without a sound Dark, yet light Day, yet night
April 12, 2020
Seastorm
The sea is wide and blue as a summer sky As tempest blows afresh The wind! Oh wind, blows high!
April 5, 2020
Ingratitude
With weariness of heart I cast my gaze, Soul grieved at all the want around me see;
March 8, 2020
Remorse
The last thoughts of a man before he leaps for the precipice of earth into eternity. The question is, where?
November 24, 2019
Whither Springs The Dawn
Whither springs the dawn? Whither comes the day? Whither creeps the dusk? Whither flies the night? Whiter rests the earth?
November 17, 2019
The Celt’s Friend
The moon shone in a soft glow of silver light as he made his way to the seashore. His little foot caught on a root making him stumble but he knew better than to cry out. The blood trickling down his knee made no impression on his childish face. He had a mission.
November 1, 2019
Morning
A dewdrop sparkles in the grass Jeweled lady clothed in light Sent from heaven to capture sight A diamond washed in liquid glass
July 28, 2019
Queen of the Midnight Sky
In stately glory enthroned on high She sits on couch of velvet sky And naught has fixed her in the air Do you know my lady fair?
June 30, 2019
The Rebel’s Redemption
“Have you ever done something wrong to another human being?” Garth began quietly, “Something that, no matter how much ya wanted to, you could never take back?” He looked away. “If there is a God in heaven, I know for sure that He won’t want me anywhere near Him when the trumpet sounds.
June 12, 2019