Evensong Poems - Poems about Evensong

... "Supernature" The walls have eyes here they are all hungry they reach up to pluck words like apples to eat from sacred trees, it feeds and fuels them on their irr......Read the rest...

... Silhouettes embrace dawn’s sunrise, Kissing, gently, the heart’s soft cries, Music sighs from its vibrant song, Playing on hearts that can’t go wrong. Shadows stir flames, burni......Read the rest...

... Cars are the wind on the streets semi-truck wheels shriek thunder, rain shatters against stone and brick walls on dusty roads, oak trees fence with twigs— wushu wooden clatters. Dreadful a......Read the rest...

...bird at evensong a note on a wire random as rhyme......Read the rest...

... “Small Addictions” bit by bit the hunger begins, the time when everyone, it would seem, is giving in to those small addictions inevitably they become your sole purp......Read the rest...

...The Days Come, Warmer Time has ammassed the many aspects of me, Which I then collect, design and tatt Into delicate lace edgings for my aging, and which I then Lay out into rings around the b......Read the rest...

...SUPPLICATIONS EvenSong My Daddy does all things in all things He does in mind petitions invocations In my requests are all known Beseeching vespers reaping salvations in mind petitions invocat......Read the rest...

... Evensong of Hope We all hope for freedom from pain. Or..that our sadness will go away. ......Read the rest...

... “The Monk Windows, Ravens, Angels and Embryos Forming” Dawn arrives in the black and white misunderstood in the abstract you can see the embryos of thought forming al......Read the rest...

...Moonlight Garden Across the silent garden moonlight creeps Full moon wears the blush of an amber kiss Soft Luna’s face a midnight vigil keeps. Moon lights drip from boughs in feathery bliss,......Read the rest...

...The bistred day has fallen still, A darkened mead hangs overhead; The hush within the evening chill Chants now the yore is gone to bed. A gently breeze steals from the west, Cool along the shado......Read the rest...

...Wistful is the heart, silent the walls where the gambols of youth echoed. A return tale’s sentimental journey inside the gates of Sweet Briar Road Long it behoves me my thanksgiving ......Read the rest...

... Pt I: Pilgrimage 1991 he’d pick ‘his’ path up as it fell between the dunes toward the wood and as the trees knew him so well they’d all bow down right where he stood ......Read the rest...

... "LUX VITAE LUX" Here you stamp your mark of approval or not We meet at the point where a Father is the judge of what is good and what ......Read the rest...

... Let me be peaceful Angels, cover me with blue stars Grateful to the core 10/30/2020 ......Read the rest...