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Red Heifers
Their squalid death to purify,
on Olives Mount a bridge to God.
Then cedar wood and herbs burnt dry
to raise a Kingdom not forgot.
And in that ritualistic spell
the Kohen taints his cleansing soul,
that he is now unbound for hell
unless the cycle onward roll.
For future joy why all this death
where toil and dark abound?
Why not the warmth of living brea...
Tuesday 11th June 2024 3:10 pm
Berlin Irony
9th November 2019
1961
A wall of shame
cut through a city and a people
a bleak new division:
we and the world turned away
1989
A wall fell
remade a city, a people, a history
a bright new union:
we and the world rejoiced
2019
Now we fashion
our uniquely British wall
a tragedy of repeated history:
the world wonders, shrugs
2047
A...
Tuesday 19th November 2019 9:41 am
Polarity
The long redacted sound of reason crackled
Static-pronged consensus of a bygone concept
Against a typified gestalt of incandescent insanity
The layer-laden deceptive dynamic caught wind
Ushering and redoubling its efforts
Polarising all subject to it
Two turns played, a fool's mate prepared
The clocks, still nascent, are brought to a stop
Complexities and nuance are o...
Tuesday 12th November 2019 1:34 pm
Rose Colored Reality
Too much reality
can burn a hole
through your soul.
I prefer to temper it
with rose colored glasses,
as you know.
With my glasses on
I can see past the ego
to the wounds at
war within.
I can see that the
past, present, and
future are all
an illusion...
created for one purpose
to tell the story
of how we want to
show up in this world.
I can see beyond
resistance,...
Wednesday 23rd January 2019 3:08 pm
Who breaks a Butterfly upon a Wheel?
In that first perfect summer, that summer of love
when rifles bloomed and we turned on
and so nearly dropped out
in that year we met
and in the sun
we loved
despite clouds
that threatened us
and sought to break our love
a sad weight of parental love turned on
our first perfect summer, our first summer of love
In that first perfect summer, that summer of love
whe...
Saturday 30th June 2018 3:39 pm
Ignorance is bliss
So I guess that they've imprisoned us into this predetermined preposition
When the truth is there so blatantly but we can't help but not to listen
Because ignorance is bliss so we'll stay blissfully unaware
As to the GMO's in all our food and the geo engineering in the air
I suppose we'll go organic and refuse the water from the tap
What about the metals likened to a subtle che...
Saturday 11th November 2017 9:35 am
JIGSAW
Saturday 2nd November 2013 4:13 pm
You can't Streep poverty under the carpet... - NaPoWriMo Day 9
A silence fell upon the city,
contorted shadows twisting moonlight.
Stuttering in a speakeasy seemed so misplaced
bottles rattled flickering like Fedora feathers
in an unforgiving wind.
The wretched odour of deprivation
a stench that sticks and degrades ones existence.
Even by day this city remains a lifeless sap
and by night the vampires feast on th...
Tuesday 9th April 2013 4:44 pm
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