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Miraculous Bunkum

     Miraculous Bunkum The minds of pilgrims plod along because They lack the gifts required to see without A relic.  Hunkered there inside its gauze Of cloth of gold as if in holy pout, It waits for priests to open up its box Or gate, the reliquary encrusted with  ...

144,000 Thrones

            144,000 Thrones Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem My childhood little church, that concrete block One painted white with ziggurat-like face, Was filled with mystic preacher salesman talk So...

Loose Needlework

         Loose Needlework The sage walks round in circles. Blessings burn. The blessings burn farewell.  They burn the facts. They never matter.  They are there to turn To incense all your scarred up faithless acts Against your wife, and son, and Jesus, too, Those...

No Hypocrisy or Self-deceiving in Esthetics

No Hypocrisy or Self-deceiving in             Esthetics Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem When Jesus speaks, the monasteries chant And convents count their beads.  On Georgia’s roads His words are...

Ricocheting and Reverberations

   Ricocheting and Reverberations “A Poem of any length neither can be, nor ought to be, all poetry.”           ~ Samuel Taylor Coleridge The lazy ones all say, “I like this line.” That keeps them from admitting that they don’t Like all the others.  That is all just...