• Steadfast Flame

    Do not tire, do not fade
    your small light still guides the way.

    Lift your hands, whisper your hope
    let mercy fall where hearts are closed.

    Breathe, and breathe again
    grace softens stone
    faith carries flame.

    Rise each day
    extend your hand
    your devotion flows
    into the unseen, the unheard
    everlasting.

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    • Love the art work!! It’s true I think, that we need to keep on going, to be the hope that keeps the lights on or the candle lit. Often, I think, people do not understand the effect they have on others, how their words or actions give people hope, a reason to keep going on. Our world suffers and it is the flame of hope that offers a way out.…Read More

  • What Isn’t Heard

    there’s a vastness…
    you can’t even fathom…
    a universe you can’t imagine…
    within the realm of silence

    stories untold
    realities unexpected
    contemplative reflection
    pain unspoken

    everything locked inside a vacuum
    where the wall of it…
    can hold someone hostage
    a victim of their own thoughts

    you can’t…Read More

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    • Yes, I can hear that silence. It’s the silence of a mother whose son has been cut down in a gang war or a war in a foreign country. Or the anguish of needing formula for our kids but no money to buy it. It’s the search for decent work, but not enough education to get it. Its the cries of children hiding under desk when the gunman came to school.…Read More

      • I didn’t have a choice on writing this. It’s been much on my mind of late. That deafening, heart-rending silence unheard from outside. Thank you for hearing it with me, Curt

  • Concordant Discord, Discordant Concord

    April 19th wakes up
    already arguing with itself.
    It stretches, yawns,
    and immediately disagrees
    with the way the light enters the room.

    But then,
    in a twist only April could have invented,
    it agrees
    to disagree
    as long as the disagreement
    keeps agreeing
    with the deeper, quieter truth
    that…Read More

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  • Peace not Granted

    Oh come to me sacred peace
    Unknowingly they participated
    Volumes reaching levels unprecedented

    Oh, come to me in sweet silence
    For one more vowel of consonant spoken
    I will meet the judge and jury

    I see my end near…

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  • 18, The Nervous Breakdown of the Month

    April 18th does not walk in.
    It bursts.
    It arrives trembling,
    breathing too fast,
    eyes wide,
    hands shaking
    as if it has been running
    from itself all night.

    This is the day of the nervous breakdown,
    the day when the month
    finally admits
    it has been faking composure
    since the…Read More

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