Born, the scribe In this world entranced by idol worshipI have found the living God He demands no sacrifice, no hymnsonly my soul in ink-drops His potent blessings to me are plenty so sweet, they curl my toes coursing through each vein in ecstasythat only in His verses find succour For it is only in… Continue reading Song of the Priestess (2)
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Song of the Priestess (1)
God's Kiss When, come the full moon, she prayssolemn, appellant, on her knees,invoking the God, who then descends and lifts her up, saying he's pleased; ordaining for her to simply name whatever gifts she may desire she asks only to sing his praise in lands even beyond his empire;he takes her face between his hands… Continue reading Song of the Priestess (1)
The Innocent Prisoner
He walked in kicked and beaten like a street mongrel,smelling of the gutter, bent and frail;sinned and shamed, he walked in for life -would he reveal his innocence? No, friendship is sanctified. The inmates lined up for the daily broth, men and women of every sort –the criminals, the murderers, the sufferers -casting vacant glares… Continue reading The Innocent Prisoner
THE LANDLORD’S WIFE
This is a page, dear reader, from my life about a love both secret and unspoken, for, you see, she was the landlord’s wife – and I, a lonely surveyor and month long tenant. On a misty eve in an icy, grey, November, did I make my way to her elegant door, as the mountains… Continue reading THE LANDLORD’S WIFE
The Goddess and the Disciple
What will he lay at her venerable feetsanctimonious love or wanton appetitethe Goddess beckons forth only himthat can offer satiating sacrificeThe Disciple steps forth to disrobeher languid laced raimentsagainst all reason and against hopeoffers this divine payment:Her name forever stained on his lipsher perfumes in each sacred placeher ardour in the words he speaksand only… Continue reading The Goddess and the Disciple
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