Long Acolyte Poems

Sappho fragment #155
translation by Michael R. Burch 

A short revealing frock?
It's just my luck
your lips were made to mock!

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Sappho fragment #156
translation by Michael R. Burch 

She keeps her scents
in a dressing-case.
And her sense?
In some undiscoverable...

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I

Signs of bad times ring
The coming of the Elder days
When old and new join together, rotting away.

Is there anything left?
All pray, hoping some good will stay
As Earth glides into mordant clouds
Perhaps forever, or just for...

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Humans Live For Adventure & Mystery
That's Why GOD Keeps Some Things Under Lock & Key
(Eccl. 3: 10, 11)
So, We'd Search & Seek & Survey & See
& Either Answer, 'At Last!' ... or Say, 'Enlighten Me'...

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Ah, the life surreal.  Nothing like wearing the weirdness like a greatcoat as I sip bad hotel coffee and muse over where the last few years have taken me while watching ice flow around old...

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(Gen.  20: 3, 6  /  1 Kings 3: 5  /   Rev. 21: 1-6)


It Is A Beautiful Thing
To Be In GOD's Dream
For His Will & Dreams Come True
& GOD's Dreams...

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Many times when I would here a song, I would get an almost joyful longing, but I could never pinpoint the moment in my past that I wished for so deeply.

I would feel a certain...

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Her Phantom and The Ghost
 
Waking from a slumber
where light could never touch her
 
And to coax him from her dream
her smiling shade to comfort him
wishing he should recognize
the familiar shine of her eyes

Take him...

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Bare skull and cross bones
     existence on the peripheral
     outskirts of poker flats
lives a slip of a man,
     whereat he never felt deserving
...

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Doth it not thrill thee, Poet,
Dead and dust though thy art,
To feel how I press thy singing
Close to my heart?

As though they were dried palm leaves
In Indian catalogue, your works
I would press so close
To my...

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Beethoven to roll over,
     dee composing
     (sans my zany brainy adherence
     to "FAKE" information I eschew)
and essentially single handedly grew
the contemporary paradigm few
off...

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St. James Discernment Question Answers
Thank you answering these questions and helping the Discernment Committee
with it's work.

From: James Thomas Horn 
#1 Remember a moment that was a high point, when you felt our church was doing...

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Some are sparks

Some are the sparks from a Parliament bonfire,
That fly ever upwards to spin and whirl 
amongst the stars and then are extinguished,
falling as a fleck of ash to lie amongst many 
in a...

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The Girls Have All Agreed
On Some Things, All Women Need:
A Supply Source For Our Vanity
… and The Eveready-Flashlight-Battery …

Going Down A ‘Random’ Road
In The Deep of Night, When Life Has Slowed
Down … or Car Comes...

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a 1 2 3 4 is not a 1 2 1 2 nor a 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8....ok then hum....x
A house trained duck could run amok in even the most tightest...

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This is not Miami, the real site
of the sea grape.  This is a wannabe--
a biker town, a speedway town.  Not 
the fabled city of Dream Whip clouds
expressed into a flawless sky.  ...

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My place

There also is my place, where I explore my understanding
Of words that are said and thoughts revealed, interpretations made;
Intimacy shared and dissected, speculations proffered and discarded,
And wisdom is given and received, the acolyte at...

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Callisto, the chaste, was Artemis’ ardent acolyte,
Daugher of Lycaon, was most beauteous and fair.
Zeus, besotted, imposed  his Divine Right, 
In Artemis' guise he seduced Calisto without care.

Daughter of Lycaon, was most beauteous and fair.
Artemis,...

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We went to Worship Christ this morning,
and I shall not besmirch
But I felt like a Catholic,
in a Baptist Church

I'll tell you all a story,
I'll do the best I can
To explain the prior stanza,
to help you...

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Driving in Atlanta past pear trees, struck
with spring lightning, I rolled down my window 
as if breathing deeply might anchor their passing, 
perfect beauty. Paula, with whom we share
in her meditation class, (she, of the...

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Promise me nothing –
I’m not interested in your vows
Between the farmer and the field
Is just another broken plow
No backtalk allowed –
All discourse now falls short
A culture of mellow drama
And every day is the last resort

I’m...

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Abbott Cat

—————————————(Dedicated to our unique cat Gnash)***.         
*…..*****….*****…..
Know that Abbott Cat
Had the stride
Of the pure…placing:
Each step forward
With the slightest lift
   of the upper ankle
So to...

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She had many sad stories,
they were filed away, labeled,
color coded;
tales presented as apocryphal bibles.

He would listen as she pulled them out
of her droning breast,
intoned then as if reciting
poetry to an acolyte sponge.

Her stories festered the...

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Europe

is in meltdown, high-interest rates
and expensive petrol and electricity
combined to impoverish countries after
country which threatens
Europe put their eggs in one basket
and became ruled by the USA
In Portugal, we see the dramatic rise
of "Chega" an anti-immigration...

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REFLECTIONS    ON    SELENE


When very young I was a devout acolyte of the Goddess Selene  
As she began her monthly journey when night fell askance,
When earth became lit from...

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My queen, dip your quill in blood and write me a Sonnet on this Christmas night
Santuary where there’re wilted rose buds; sit tell me a story of the demonic acolyte

Paint me a poetic picture in...

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