Kneels Poems

Potted Sins Under Tweed

...In potted hills Finnish
Cauldrons run quips losing custard!
Vanquished serpents necking
Lounging cretons lavish
Tasking tisks
Mirroled bounce
Hinde bounding exiles
Worrisome kneels condensing ...

A Draconian State

...Orders descend like sharpened hail
each shard cutting language to ribbons.
We learn to swallow pain quietly,
to bow our eyes before the flag of silence.

Walls do not need ears...
fear builds i...

SMALL RECALLS

...Each morning You lift Your gleaming golden crown
And awaken me with a divine and pristine light.
So now I thank You Lord for allowing me around,
Relaxing in Your comfort for this long night.
You ...

The Silence Between the Stars

...There are things the soul asks
that the mouth cannot carry,
not because they hurt,
but because they were born before pain
and before the first word God ever dared to whisper.

I came into the w...

the end of me

...if your juliet smile would laugh and call my name,
with love that would set the stars to flame,
i'd bow my head, won't dare to see
the eyes that spelled the end of me.

in her eyes, the storm-li...

Graphite Steps

...
My soles press soft 
into sidewalks. I leave
a trail of graphite steps

They etch out my first sentence—
a diary in crayon, a novel in margins
Time sharpens the graphite steps

I stroll thr...

Glassfoot

...Glass-foot by Gabrielle Munslow  


She kneels on glass.
Two jagged rocks, hidden—clenched behind her back.
Secrets.
Her mouth open,
not in benediction
but for unholy things.

He looks down...

Where the Ocean Kneels

...Inspired by the 2024 U.S. "Cosmic Cliffs" stamp (Scott #5828), featuring a James Webb Space Telescope image of the Carina Nebula.

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Nillionaire

...I sit on a throne of unfinished things,
wearing a crown of missed chances,
a robe of echoes and brittle stances,
stitched with the pull of quiet strings.

My mini palace is kept on my palm,
bui...

The Asiatic Lion Sleeps No More

...Beware the lion that walks in silence.
He roars not in markets, nor chants in parades—
He sharpens his claws beneath the rubble,
And his vengeance waits in plain sight.

O Israel,
Do not live i...

The Man Who Held His World In His Hands

...Maybe love is forever
Or at least long enough
Maybe devotion is definite
Or will at least last a lifetime
Maybe you can have everything in the palm of your hand
Because I once saw a man
With hi...

The Price Of War

...War is no one’s friend
It smiles with fire, and devours to the end.
It begins with banners, chants, and threats,
But it ends in silence, graves, and tears.

We know how it starts, loud, proud, p...

Unsaid Prayers

...She rose at dawn
and laid the mat,
not from longing,
but from old habit.

She bowed, then sat,
hands curled in form,
but the heart lagged—
a breath behind.

Whispers once lush
now stumbled...

An Elegy for the Dawn's Betrayal

...## 1.
A morning cloaked in guile arrives,
It breathes upon my land, no light,
This realm now bound in frost's cold curse,
Where hearts are held in icy night.

## 2.
The spirits of the blameles...

A True Poet

...A poet worth his salt is one that feels
each vowel he is tossing in the air;
And poetry's the altar where he kneels
to thank the Almighty in a fervent prayer.

He works as hard as fifty slaves c...

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