Matins Poems - Poems about Matins

...I write only for you, Not for the king, so smart, Not for Paris, Not for the mirrors of the sky, I only write for you. I do not write for the abbot Who weeps before God, I don’t write for th......Read the rest...

...Skylarks Call Across Light of Morning 1-11-23 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Skylarks Call Across Light of Morning “Skylarks call across morning light” ......Read the rest...

...It is not mandatory However, I feel that it is my duty To respond to Carl Brouard ‘Knowing how to drink is not an art Drinking is not a duty’ But a necessity which is obligatory As it is crucia......Read the rest...

...Letter chosen "V" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Virtuoso Carnelian dawn reflects red sun rising, Mirrors glow of vermillion flycatchers, With scarlet plumage, so mesmerizing, ......Read the rest...

... "The Tree Hugger and the Lost Paradise" They called her the tree hugger, her forest was full of trees that watched silently, they had no mouth to speak, rustling the......Read the rest...

... "The Payload" The payload came crashing down like rain expelled from the fat belly of a ruinous pregnant cloud bilious with buxom promise it came crashing down ......Read the rest...

...Down in hell, that stronghold of sin. strange things stir, but let me begin. I'll get to the point. Some details I'll skimp. I tell the tale of a mischievous imp. Of two imps in fact, to be more ......Read the rest...

...Roses and Ice Cream He would bring her roses and ice cream And on warm summer nights they sat huddled Closely, watching silent stars slowly advance Toward morning and waiting to hear th......Read the rest...

...Beauty Celebrates Dawn Beauty Celebrates Dawn's Exquisite Flush Mauve melding into magenta’s fuchsia blush Pink cherry blossoms hide the sleeping thrush Crimson cardinals dream in amaranth hush......Read the rest...

...I looked for you again today, I just forgot you'd gone away. At our restaurant, you weren't there, just me, the waiter and an empty chair. I thought I saw you on the heath, with the dog, but, wh......Read the rest...

...Dream Weaver The weaver sits before the threshold of the daystar Upon a carpet dyed in ebony spread across an alabaster porch, Hidden by a cape of ivory shimmers, In between twilight’s cares......Read the rest...

...Stone Spires Stone cathedral spires rise Sharply From freely flowing waters Birthing rebirth - Lifting up unto the eternal A psalm A canticle To celebrate the seasons; ......Read the rest...

...THE CERTAINTY? Every Sunday at 10.35, whatever the season, The elderly couple from down the road walk by on their way to Matins. It used to be 10.45 in their prime but, as age creeps on, it tak......Read the rest...

...This is a true, but amusing tale, Hope your laughter does not fail, 'Tis a saga of a cockatoo, Of life, he held a jaundiced view, At the going down of the sun, Cocky embellished his own fun, An......Read the rest...

... In Paradise, in it's grass, they dig holes. In which, to place the ashes of those who can pay. The grass grows between the Cloisters, Cathedral and the silence of stone monks. Fr......Read the rest...