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The Sprigs and Spirit of Sistine -7

Joel is my name I am neither jovial or jocular, I am an intense siren of scorn strident with shouts of locusts and sackcloth sorrows, for in my scroll I see the scourge of an army come to ravage what remains of avaricious folly their legions surrounding the lazy and licentious a nation become drought of delight and diligence, and when justice has lost it's appetite with our People's brittle yoke the Lord will return us to our fruitful foundations while splitting the swords of our aggressors and scattering their sadistic seeds into unloving lands, this I view with a straining heart as the cherubim bicker about my ears reviewing the records for belladonna's bells... J.A.B.

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Alesia Leach

Date: 5/18/2025 1:24:00 PM

Justin, your voice as Joel is fierce and unrelenting--“a siren of scorn” indeed. The language here bites with prophetic fire, especially lines like “justice has lost its appetite” and “scattering their sadistic seeds.” This reads like scripture forged in flame and fury, with cherubim as restless witnesses. A thunderous, poetic reckoning.

Justin Bordner
Date: 5/19/2025 2:29:00 PM

Your passion is my pleasure Poetess...J.A.B.

Laura Breidenthal

Date: 9/19/2017 10:37:00 PM

"strident with shouts of locusts and sackcloth sorrows" Beautiful line - that's definitely befitting of Joel. I am really enjoying this immensely intriguing written tour of the art Justin. Always, Laura

Justin Bordner
Date: 9/23/2017 6:36:00 PM

Joel was a man whom sought not excuses for errant culture, and understood with a disciplined heart that there will always be a painful price to pay for a People become soft and sadistic. Be that as it may, he believed in the survival of his tribe through the grace of Providence Poetess. Joel's Cherubim, or Geniuses, are worthy of description. Every Prophet and Sybil that Michelangelo portrayed are accompanied by them; they represent divine guidance, and their energy and expressions are truly wonderful. It was very important to me that I include the cherubs in many of my stanzas Laura...J.A.B.