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Category Archives: my own poetry
Green grow the rushes O
Green grow the rushes O, how the rose blushes O; but love conceals her face, and her bright red lips O! Print Friendly
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Nature weeps icy tears
Nature weeps icy tears, but Man denies his fears and blubbers passionate lies to warm senile years. Print Friendly
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The sea swells and carries the Viking boat
The sea swells and carries the Viking boat to Odin’s shrine where the Norse warrior’s throat sings his bloody oath to the One-eyed god: Valhalla wraps the brave in a blue-grey cloak. Print Friendly
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Odin of blue-grey cloak trades one eye for drink
Odin of blue-grey cloak trades one eye for drink, and his One eye shines like the Sun, never to blink. He travels all the nine worlds like his own backyard: two ravens, thought and memory, are his vanguard. On the … Continue reading
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How long the house to burn
How long the house to burn, and how long must we yearn for most simple and pure fire. To Meher we turn. Print Friendly
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Wherever Nandi grazes
Wherever Nandi grazes, Lord Shiva is close by; I hear the divine bull bellow, his grace is nigh. Print Friendly
The Prophet smiles…
The Prophet smiles at all the warring tribes, even though ridiculed by their many jibes. Christ laughs at the crown of thorns on his head: because of Mercy, he has only grace to shed. Majnun cried and cried for his … Continue reading
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In the blur of daylong thought
In the blur of daylong thought again and again have I sought silence, sharp and crystal clear; all muttering comes to naught. Print Friendly
Ahmad is the first and last
Ahmad is the first and last of the One who is pure praise; now again he has returned to grace the end of our days. Print Friendly
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The road to La Verna
The road to La Verna is red with blood of tears; the grief of Francesco wept for years and years. Jesus on Cross flew the sky with wounded hands and feet to grace Il Poverello with grief perfect and complete. … Continue reading
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