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Crowning glory aflame,
a golden Queen
surveys
Jeweled ladies
revel in the coming
of night.
Literature
Cornerstone
God became a pastor
for a little church in the backwoods
of the South, nestled
somewhere in the Ozarks where
there were more squirrels
in the steeple than seats in the pews.
He rebuilt it from the ground up,
starting with the foundation He
poured with help from a member
in the construction business.
He bought nails and lumber
from the nearest hardware store;
the shopkeeper’s son painted
smoothed baseboards a pleasant
off-white while He worked
on the roof. The oldest lady
in the community brought aloe
for His chapped hands; her daughters
made sandwiches for the hungry
workers while their children planted
posies and peas in the garden
Literature
in the dim of twilight
i.
sun was pulling silver shape beneath the constellations
gently somewhere screaming
as it rose to its feet upon the purple mountaintops,
the wind roared on the horizon with lighter sky
where the moon would rise dying limp with yellow night.
ii.
souls splendor of flight in the crumble of
silent smiles
iii.
i have dreamed his heart as mine with
the lie of sleep too
iv.
the silver minute of evening—
as my love seemed to
become a building.
v.
a single star
hangs breathless in the rain
your blue eyes
have their silence.
vi.
might have i closed myself as fingers
to hide from the rain's small hands
and all those lips of petals tumbl
Literature
Restless
I’ve been living in the same breathy dream
for too many days now; I’m bed-ridden and
stale and I reek of those moments that come
full throttle like a car crash on a winter night
this is evolution where weak hearts
are afraid of the shadows and where
everything changes,
an apologetic wind births no remorse;
he will move on—anchored ship
set sail, I am the sunken wreckage
that never learned how to swim.
he will move on, Darwin says
I never had a chance
I wish I were the textbook sadness,
symptom and solution and endurance
but I’ve spent too long sleeping on the
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I think this is how I'll imagine the sunset from now on, it's a beautiful way to describe things