Though silence clarions for a spoken word
To fill its depths,
The heart is hesitant in giving
Broken phrases that the lips rehearsed;
Once...words came as quickly
As the flow of hill-sped rivers;
Now they are dissolved
Like mists caught in the sun.
The soul draws closer to its own candle
As if to hoard its warmth
Against the breath
Blowing through the halls of loneliness.
date:1/30/23
Categories:
clarions, loneliness,
Form: Prose Poetry
Rebirth
Grey ghostly clarions
Swiftly travel
To the east of darkling day
Riding on a dirge wind
Blowing harsh
Over waters that reflect
The fading dawn
When they turn to blood red,
Glowing crimson,
As they color the vast and swirling grey
Trumpeting to the earth,
With light retreating,
The call of night
Where black and twisting tree limbs
Stretch
Into the clarion sky
To grasp at daylight fleeing
While through their naked
Leafless fingers
Arias of monotones
Rise up on whistling winds
As unbelieving earth implores
The gloom descending,
With feeble lights,
Be gone!
Then wait beneath the clarion shadows
Entombed in sleep –
Still as death, chilled and numb –
For the morning star to spread
Like warm fingers
Across the ghostly clarions
Turning them into the daystar’s turquoise pearl,
Telling lightless earth
“Arise!”
See life reborn in light!
Categories:
clarions, dark, life, light, morning,
Form: Free verse
Sojourne
A few moments ago she floated in the womb still firmly attached to the
chord of nurture listening to heartbeats of comfort attached to couplets of repose
Rhymed and rhythmed in resounding simplicity negating dissonance still on
horizons
she splashed within the nick of time ticked at her own pace made light in sight of
a wondrous world of a few lullabies some fleeting memories clarions and clarity
a couple of major and minor scales weighing up and down in the music of being
Not long after a few tones later an elegy after she mused that life is finite and too
fugacious
Categories:
clarions, life,
Form: Free verse
Wild Earth--where all seems vanity and woe,
Old Earth--enmeshed in seasons of belief,
Sad Earth--where all the glory that we know
Is Man, a half-blind Phoenix, fighting grief--
There was a time when time was overcome,
When down the ladder Jacob dreamed about,
A Spirit came to find terrestrial home;
It nestled in a Child; it came without
Our clarions of pomp, without brass praise-
A Child, O Earth, a star for inner night,
For creatures in a dark and temporal haze,
A gift of God, perennial delight.
No doubt you trembled, Earth, so great the care
In love for Man to give and, giving, share.
Categories:
clarions, blessing, christian,
Form: Sonnet
…it’s beauty penetrating my skull...
Waiting for the coast to clear
Jingling the cathedral bell
With redemption for my soul
Of a cause to rise
…Clarions withhold their shovels…
Fanning the thorns of the dust
To construct our long lost place of aboard
To sour to savor the ruin of its leather
And its honey jar
…Oh far till I can’t squint no more…
Till I can’t drift to the Nile time
Till I can’t foretell the desires
Till I can’t forecast the fortune
Till I can’t get enslaved in its warmth
A Ray of a rainbow night
Oh how all things fade.
Categories:
clarions, adventure, devotion, father, history,
Form: I do not know?
…it’s beauty penetrating my skull...
Waiting for the coast to clear
Jingling the cathedral bell
With redemption for my soul
Of a cause to rise
…Clarions withhold their shovels…
Fanning the thorns of the dust
To construct our long lost place of aboard
To sour to savor the ruin of its leather
And its honey jar
…Oh far till I can’t squint no more…
Till I can’t drift to the Nile time
Till I can’t foretell the desires
Till I can’t forecast the fortune
Till I can’t get enslaved in its warmth
A Ray of a rainbow night
Oh how all things fade.
Categories:
clarions, caregiving, childhood, depression, devotion,
Form: I do not know?
I fell in love amid the xanthous yellow
as clarions of daffodils awaken
in the gently warming winds of April's song
to the springtime air.
As soft as the breeze she took hold of my hand
and led me to places only lovers see,
draped in faded charms of cherry tree blossom
my heart came alive.
In her kiss, a tender moment of rebirth,
the empty soul I was stirred into being
my transition in her loving embrace
a heart’s destiny.
Categories:
clarions, love
Form: Sapphic stanza