Posts tagged ‘gods’

December 10, 2017

I’ve A Friend Called Firefly

by Renwick Berchild

I’ve a friend I call Firefly, for reasons I’ve explained,
and we take nightly walks together,
but mostly in dreams.

We wax and wane the philosophical, two cerebral beetles
stepping lively over the cobblestone,
making deliberation of the gods of Serendipity, Accident, Judgement,
lifting up our hands to brush the coniferous needles
pushed to their limits by the cold autumn
now wintered.

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September 7, 2017

Clap

by Renwick Berchild

On the banks of religion, I ponder the propensity of holy silences. Its how flow.

Why search with feet and hands, eyes and ears and nose

for a formless revelation, for a voice, or sound,
that is Never, ever nebulous and blank, that hadn’t considered we men and women
would write its noiseless musings, would sketch and paint, stain glass,

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July 14, 2017

That’s all

by Renwick Berchild

Two legs, that are columns, your roof of bone, blood, sinew,
housing your pantheon, your gods that were born from burnt meals,
falls off your bicycle, windows you leapt from, drainpipes
slid down, hearts your broke with unkind words, papers you tore
and launched off bridges you walked
in the night.

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April 11, 2017

The Lonely Stair

by Renwick Berchild

At its height aloneness is the pale star.

So far, and distant, when the light at last reaches our eye
it is one hundred years gone.

I act accordingly,
(my god is an outlier god)
when all are in rise,
I must fall, when all are out walking, I must be sitting,
when all are descending, I must ascend, for when the powers tied
the strings, I was not to be found at my station along the line.

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February 2, 2016

Idols of Gods

by Richard Rensberry, author at QuickTurtle Books® and booksmakebooms.com

Idol

 

Once it was noble
to defend your name, to kill a man
that would dishonor your grave,
once it was honor
to conquer your foe
and rename the land that war bestowed.

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August 6, 2015

Neptune’s Muse

by Dorinda Duclos

Contentment fills her restless mind

Slowly she steps, without care

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July 7, 2015

Fire of the Gods

by Dorinda Duclos

I could not see your sparkle
Heard only your battle cry

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