Category Archives: quatrains

We live out a rogue fantasy Supported by divine mercy; Who knows the impossible truth Concealed in this mundane story? Print Friendly

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Frack you, mother fracker; And zück off, cock zücker: Drill your obscene gas rig, And-extract-your-lucre! Print Friendly

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In the beginning, there was bubble gum; God decided it would be much more fun To puff and puff a lovely universe, Than pout and smack and be ever so glum. Print Friendly

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The eagle’s claw of fate Carries away all squawk And strut. Men meditate On how to make their mark. Print Friendly

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 In memory of Seamus Heaney I am digging, digging today To find the late poet at play In my heart: his spirit exclaims Dig, O dig ’till you find the way. Print Friendly

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The two seas meet where the fish flew From Moses’ pocket to freedom; Khezr appears to the lost Jew And leads him on to his Kingdom. Print Friendly

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God bless the quick and ready wit, Bless the mind of the dull halfwit; May we all get so bloody smart, We all figure out who-dunnit. Print Friendly

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All the love, all the hate that bids me sleep, Wakes me to an angry laugh so complete Eyes become bright with victorious song! But sorrow of grace bids me weep and weep. Print Friendly

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Lost cries of ancient song catch in my throat, And take rude birth in the land of my tongue. Mute syllables of pain gasp to denote Spirit longing to again become young. Print Friendly

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Dark is the night until your rising face Dispels this blackness with your joyous grace. Long have we waited for you as the stars Wheel by, at last your rosy cheeks to kiss. Print Friendly

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