Sting

A poisonous promise in the dark:
A newer, brighter, sweeter sin.
It very rarely leaves a mark
And never, ever breaks the skin.

 

 


I just realised that this could be a pitch for cologne and no-one would bat an eye.

 

via Daily Prompt: Sting

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Photograph: Nasa/JPL-Caltech/Space Science Institute, taken by NASA’s Cassini spacecraft.

 

 

Discard the gritty lump of clay,
And, instead, select another.
Fashion something Wholly New,
fashion something Wholly Other.

Retrieve the once-rejected mound
And put it back onto the Wheel
What of the New will it create?
What of the Other will it reveal?

It Is known
It Is beyond
It Is distant
And Intimate

We are dust,
We are ash,
We are breath,
We are breath,
With our backs against The Infinite.


Daily Prompt: Recreate

Inspired by The Liturgists’ Apophatic Meditation

Desperate Men

CHARLOTTESVILLE

Desperate men cry “blood and soil!”
Slouching forward, torches in hand,
Desperate men cry “blood and soil!”
As though this truly is their land.

Desperate men cling to ages dark,
Their hands grasping at the air.
Desperate men are not noble
And they act from basic fear.

Desperate men are by freedom threatened,
By others’ existence, they feel confined.
Desperate men: cut from the same cloth
That renders Justice blind.