Posts

From whence doth it come?

On Being Vulgar ...

On the light of Christ

On the importance of tolerance ..

Does the song remember when?

To still the anger, then be one/won

On the cemetery, at Grants Ward.

On the other, moms

On the importance, of the poetry.

A man and his murse ...

On Mommas, twin sister

On making a baby ...

On the first, broken, family.

J. Golden on thinking for ourselves.

To be grateful, and the anger, be still ...

On their brokenness

The church, universal, nourished, in the wilderness

Elousia, In her womb ..

On the Bastardization of English by the vulgar folk ...

The drink, ... with a friend.

On the power of myth.

When she, was part, of him ...

To'be less, is more. ver 2.0

it is a twilight

This, new feeling, so long ago.

To be, less is more.

The choice, She made.

Still, know I not.

The Talent, To cultivate.

Still know, I not then

The Tau, of Stev,

The circumcision

To heal, a broken soul

The drive, to rescue, a soul.

This then to be grateful.

To return, to luv, and youth.

She, who bore, the children

This daughter of Eve.

This then the Miracle

This then pot, the plant

She closed her heart

Luv, being a verb

The scars, they shared.

To peer into his soul.

A near miss, and a shared loss.

A near miss, and a shared loss.

A longing for Joy

Still, the question.

much ado about no'thing

Between, the storms

on Hosea and Gomer ver 2.0

On being faithful, to his unbelief.

on Hosea and Gomer

On the World, Becoming

on being Geppetto, or block of wood.

On becoming a parent.

I rode a poem today.

he said, she said

To still the (mourning/morning)

The choice, in the bedroom. Ver 1.0

First the pot, then the flower.

Sits, their he, no more

On meeting his daughter.

Marriage, a "Vulgar" notion.

The London Illustrated News .

The covenant, and the sparrow.

To finish, is now

The question, the poetry.

A covenant marriage.

The anger lies...

The poetry

The choice, in the bedroom

The choice, in the bedroom

The knife, in hand.

Bodies broken, and my soul.

On thinking of Mom.