Holy Book: Newer Testament

In this beginning, for it is not the first, and by no way is it the only, I will set things straight from the beginning. I took a lot of heat from the intellectuals in the last universe, and I don’t have the time or energy to deal with all the armchair Monday morning creator back talk this time through. I, as I hope you presumed, am He, the Lord your God. I, Creator, Alpha and Omega, will be your narrator. I am more of a big picture thinker, so I doled out the words to some quill and ink … Continue reading Holy Book: Newer Testament

Clockwork Mantis

There are few things one can work harder for than the chirp of the crowd: the sound of a crowd watching in recognition of a hand raised inevitably.  Only a true victory can eliminate its own noise.  Make it devoid of any triumphant calls or cheers.  The chirp of the crowd can only be earned by the work put in when most are letting the real crickets make the only noise.  An extra run through the dark morning or night; more importantly, extra work in a wrestling room more apt to be a basement storage facility than victory celebration site. … Continue reading Clockwork Mantis

Never Eat My Plums

The hanger swings silently, empty of your oversized corduroy jacket, from the inside of our bedroom door. You wear it cause you’re cold.   A sign and its shadow out the front window, A stretch of unparked curb, Six bare shoulders, two watches refracting light, You, within the shelter, hands inside your sleeves. A bus stops.  All my clothes fit neatly in three brown suit cases. http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/this-is-just-to-say/   Continue reading Never Eat My Plums