Friday, 29 May 2026

without sin

rescue me from myself:
save me, like no one else
can, he who knows suffering
without sin;
and kens the mess we're in.

rosebud

from its butter: time is,
time, like rain battered 'gainst wall confounded
passed and beat, like heart that skipped behind
that call, let float that laugh, that pained i cant 
tell the truth; when in truth, life loves loves life;
dreamt like in forest: well deep deep well.

Saturday, 16 May 2026

feast

bread and wine
be bread and wine
no words of mine

can tell the truth
rain-pearls roll down
round dome of roof

while prayer-incense
fills hall-room air
pain broken bread

is broken flesh
of bells struck twice
and silence spreads;

no words of mine
can tell of grace
lost wells in tears

lost wells in space
and cry for peace
'mong thoughts of old

fields young and smooth
feels long ago
fields autumn gold;

bread and wine
be bread and wine
as I am yours:

so you be mine.

Thursday, 14 May 2026

Βύβλος

seeking scraps of wisdom I
was instead fed on hope of
angels, crying: "strangers,
welcome us in your abode!"

Friday, 1 May 2026

a matter of life and death

when my mind goes blank i pray
that God fills the gaps between decayed
strands of thought and hope
and takes me to the land forgot,

where good exists and web unweaved
we find each other as we're meant to be
with struggles given meaning that indeed:
we weren't just a nihilistic dream.

fire

the solitude of letting go
of years of work of being let go
of package given be on your way
deepest needs of purpose work;
and so it ends and he retires
and substitute of bubble echo chamber net
and screens and screams of news and war;

and you, whom i told: i hurt you too,
hangs loose i nearly let you go
the firing you volunteered for
money runs dry and so goodwill
i hate to speak in code yet i did
our eyes locked you understood and
gave a sigh; and you let the matter go;

let the matter go

Wednesday, 29 April 2026

return

stars, be bright, and tell your kin:
we tried so hard to flee from sin,
but treasure troves of goods we stole
was lost, was free, we can't recall
the thrill of taking what wasn't ours
crystallized our very souls
transfixed we stood then looked above
and saw that we have wronged our love;
go, hurry, and tell your kin:
save us from our sin.