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The Death of Aubrey Beardsley
Black and white The light drip of ink That looks at paper like A savior. The ocean of it swallowed up by Blank pages and Oscar Wilde’s handkerchief. Oh LORD how far I have come How these willow-thin fingers stained With sin from my pen Pull away from my mouth red Lysistrata is dead. My…
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National Poetry Month 12 – Clement Sends a Short-Form Letter
Greetings! My brothers and sisters in Christ I write this letter to the church in Corinth, telling you to get it together. God has ordered peace in the heavens – the stars and the moon and sun all roll across the sky as He ordained, so why not peace in your church? Remember Peter and…
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At His Feet
I sat at Jesus’s feet. Bewildered by the crowd and the heat But what is there to say? I could see His face, hear His words. “When the Son of Man comes, will he find faith on earth?” I am a believer, I have faith. Can the Lord not hear me pray fervently, for hours…
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Twenty Years
I A few weeks after the attacks I realized that there would be anniversaries. Moments in years to come when people would stop and try to remember the event; and try and remember the nature of the world before the explosive propulsion of our wrath halted the inertia of peace. II I…
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Amelia Earhart Sees (Elegiac visions of the next world in the depths of the Pacific)
The silver skin of her Electra reflects the setting sun. The twin engines hum, steadfast lift is provided by the wings. The strange invisible waves of the radio beacon fly out across the ocean, far faster than the plane itself. Here among the tiny green islands and endless blue waters are beasts that wait in dark places.…
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Precursors
In a dark cave, in the shadow of Rome piled up beneath stalactites are remains of ancient proto-humans. You could hold their skulls up to the light and see through the bite holes down through to the brainpan, and run your fingers across their over-sized brows which hang over the eyes like little hills bordering…
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Lyrics from an Unreleased Beach Boys Album*
Lyrics from an Unreleased Beach Boys Album *Songs with (B) are written by me, all others by the listed writer Right Time to Say Goodbye (B) B. Wilson, C. Wilson (Cascade of undulating vocal harmonies mixed in with a subtle countdown from 10) This time is the right time our last words echo in…
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Call Out to God
How firmly we love the Lord how many sacrifices we make to prove it though internally we scream out to Him externally we pantomime sobriety for polity and stand outside the church door holding large neon signs condemning SIN working as hard as we can to prevent the believer from coming in The end result…
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The World Alone
The pope walks empty streets He walks like a toddler Wobbly, but dedicated He sees the people that aren’t there He holds them in his head Like a card counter does numbers And hopes to break the bank with his prayers Down alleys he turns to find A church But now the whole world is…
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Age of Plagues and Worse
So you ask yourself, is it all too much? Are we just little meat-sacks running around the surface of a 4 billion year old rock, our lives meaningless? I don’t think so. I think there is so much more for us to know and see. God still rules the visible and the invisible. He sees…
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Welcome to the Machine
It was a red-letter day in the history of science. They had come to the Artificial Intelligence laboratory by the dozens; each of them one of the greatest minds from nearly every field of human intellectual endeavor. Here they congregated to participate in the penultimate Turing test of the Google Omni-Device™, the world’s most advanced…
The Numinous Cosmos 