Fierce: the overcoming doubt-roar sounds, Echoing fire of dark-drenched shrouds. Crushed we fall, yet still hope clings, With last-breath...

Culture: prowl your bland confusion-step, Smoulder acrid rage against, And cry your hollow death refrain, “logic, self, freedom”. But, we...

Surrounded. Your breath draws hope from the deep, dark places of our being, Springing up and up and through our veins; filtering to the...

Louder than your eyes could comprehend or see, Beyond your expectation or even probability   Flourishes my unquenchable thunder of...

Immovable rock crushing over hope, Guarded and secured with fear of life. Secured. Sealed. Succumbed to sin. But eternal hollows cannot...

Royal blood runs down over his face and beard, Flowing from his head to the collar of mocking scarlet robe; This coronation pressed with...

26:57   High priestly jealous accusation 26:59   Chief priestly corrupted fear 26:60   Man-made insufficient allegation 26:62   Challenge...

A kiss. A kiss? A kiss of friends as so often before. This, possessed by death. Shared intimacy twisted to death, For both. Coiling to...

History pours again in its ritualistic expectation, But word and action explode to hope in shared imagination. While betrayal drips...

A riot of beauty poured out A flamboyance of extravagant immodesty An offensive incensing of thankfulness and hope A life poured out to...

I will come to you in your emptiness and share with you all that I have. I will come to you in your desperation and together we will...

I buried my all in fear I held back I reserved I hunkered down I closed My eyes to anxiety and dread I was faithful I watched the abandon...

He is coming. And he is come. Five flames of rave illuminate sweet beauty, Five dark dancers fall, excluded from his song....

The day is near but not now. Brightest day; enrobed with mourning veil of blackest grief, Darkest night; thrown over with death shade...

You slam the ever-open door that you are too slothful to enter. You evaporate life-water and pour fire on infant embers. You wear truth...

Attempt to trap. Go ahead. Twist; turn your words to barbs, Cage your rhetoric around, Shroud with confusion sound. I will break red cord...

Hear this … The one’s you thought would be welcome The one’s you thought would be first The one’s you thought as better, have shown...

What do we do with what we have? Discuss. What do we have? Who are we? What have we done? What could we do? What should we do? What will...

Plain stimulation of ventral sensorimotor cortex makes sound, Coordinates lip and jaw and tongue and breath through larynx stirred; But...

What is the place on which you stand; This environ of the now and here? What soaks the earth and fills the air? This place of a thousand...