Long Priestly Poems

Was it a cruel twist of fate?
Sneering, laughing chance?
Perhaps something I ate?
A bad bout of happenstance?

It wrenched and tore at my gut,
A sickening, sober, foreboding sign.
Wretched chance it was not,
This time was by insidious design.

The...

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Translation of Mahakavi Bharathiyar’s poem: “Asai Mugam” or “Beloved Face”
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I stumbled over Paul Tillich's translation
of the MessiahMentor's Other Great Commission.

The Great Commission we learned in Sunday School
was to go out and convert the barbarians
and savages to Christianity.

Yet this Other Great Commission feels like a...

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I was one of ten invited
to play an ego-enrichment game,
to experience economies of mutual democratic trust
contrasted with Win/Lose politics
of privileged narcissistic lust.

Why?
I reasonably ask,
when each of these ten invited ego-systems
could be home in front of...

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Cypress trees like evergreen steeples
rise above rows of gravestone woes,
their shadows lie side by side like railroad ties 
across writhing paths banded like snakes;
the gravel birth cords sinuous 
sensing the ground   seeking the...

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"Drip, drip" said the mildew-stained stone cellar walls of St. Peter's cathedral,
Where a goblet of wine dripped into a priest dressed in robes violet and medieval.

Down into the crypts beneath the church's alter he had...

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Lipstick Girls
                 By Stark Hunter and D Lee

1.	“When the Lipstick Girls Walk By”

You can push and shove your way,
Past...

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The dance of life spins in ocean
fruitful abundance is life’s devotion
the cosmos and earth created for home
prodigious with creatures do it roam

My eyes are filled with such delight
and hearing the bellows of seals at night
forward...

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The Lamb and the 144,000 chapter fourteen

Than I looked, and there before me was the Lamb, standing on Mount Zion,
and with him 144,000 who had his name and his Father's name written on
their foreheads. ...

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Our Gracious Heavenly Father does shield born again believers during
natural disasters.  Even though it might result in the lose of their earthly
lives and/or properties. 

He has been known to save one house belonging to...

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Who is really responsible for the case of traditional values? God the Father, God the Son and God the Holy Trinity. Three in one blessed holy Trinity! He created the first marriage between man and...

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from crude beginnings came primitive man
learning to cope with natures darkened wilderness,
wild plants,wild animals,wild environment,and
day to day uncertain productiveness...

an animal by nature,commuting the body with inferior things,
sticks and stones became weapons and tools
the processed skills,from...

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Where are the women of old, those who knew how to please God,
Not with eloquent words or impressive deeds,
But those who knew the real work was founded on bended knees,
Because they knew it was going...

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“Thick Skinned – What it Feels Like for a Girl”



When you speak 
it’s as if stars cascade
out of your mouth 
galaxies you produce
musical incantations 
that I listen religiously to 

I watch your lips 
form glistening...

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If ever I had to have a country victim of pedophily : LXXXVI

[Note: 216,000 cases of pedophily, perpetrated by the clergy, have been recorded by the Catholic Church in France since 1950.]

If ever I had to...

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While the church of today continues to wrestle with prominent issues,
like those of leadership, moral credibility, or fidelity of her members;
society remains critical to address certain weakpoints already at hand,
those seeming endless lawsuits against the...

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A former slender man (lapsed Unitarian anorexic)...
deplores adipose tissue gain

No Holiday music can soothe savage beast
washboard abdomen weight watcher's dream fleeced
skinny bag of lovely bones permanently leased
body snatcher somewhere amidst policed

madding crowd of carolers singing,
where...

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Wedded to the past

The iconography of childhood gives more vivid memories,
like an inward looking that draws to depth and human connections;
those relationships with family members, friends, and relations
the best of times and known to be...

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Catholic

Stern but saintly Father Meissen 
scolded the parents for not having 
their baby boy baptized sooner. 
It was April, 1952,
inside the stained-glassed catholic church,
ensconced on sun-split Newlin street, 
avenue of pink oleanders and cracking sidewalks.
According...

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The iconography of childhood gives more vivid memories,
like an inward looking that draws to depth and human connections;
those relationships with family members, friends, and relations
the best of times and known to be the memorable years...

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Cock Tales For Two

Sunny Saturday morning and
Mass is over.
Sacrifices were made,
Vestments in hiding,
Cruet of wine is emptied,
by me,
in me,
not down the drain.
Chasuble is hung exposed,
With my name in Magic Marker,
It marks the Mark.

The invitation from...

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Skipping thoughts across gelatin rings.
Into the reservoir of Lethologica
freezing-mirror- reflecting.
Nothings back to me.
What once was so lucid, liquid transfusive, a free flowing mainline of Offering, conducive to something.
A hopeful seminary seminar.
Priestly Dreams: Turned Cold:
WaxingColdOfPrisonOfShielding
Unseen:PulseStar Bard
Hands:Snatching...

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Funeral in 1963


Beveled dusty cracked glass shielding Mother Mary enthroned,
Amidst flying angelic devotions atop whipped clouds of icy air,
Enslaved by an antique miracle made manifest in stained blood,
With silent invisible memorized prayers uttered in ancient...

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The rented hall ways so surreal.
Cheerful alumnus ranting sex appeal.
Forgive my dropping a time bomb.
Taking Mother to the prom.
Our student body didn't shake.
All others escorted steady dates.
A proclivity prom, above all others.
Our band encrypted, "The...

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I loathe shucking clothes,
(no matter eyes severely myopic)
in preparation for here goes
another warm shower quickly
relaxing this senescent
body ready to doze

soon after lathering
this blubbery body
most unwanted fat grows
on me, no matter healthy diet
of worms, or how...

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