Monday, December 31, 2012


Country of early Gauls
Fortified in forbearance
Of slaughter
In Galatia also the
Gauls were sent
From Macedon and
Thrace they poured
Upon the trembling
Daughters restless
Righteous enough for
Their own cause
In Ancyra they dwelled
Bounded on the north
By Bythinia and
On the east by
Pontus and hills
Of Cappadocia
To the west
The mysteries
Of Phrygia
And onward south
The mythic oracle
And bandits of
Cilicia and Lycaonia
Far and wide they
Went from Trier to
Kiev La Coruña and
Lutetia to the Orient
Seeking pasture land
And gold
Their havens only
Kingdoms lost
Only shifting realms
Their sons could
Never hold their
Language never
Written legacy of
The dying Gaul
Only Greeks and
Romans told.

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Cold Triptych

Remember when
The world was new
The darkness was a
Sacrament of light
Come away star
To the far edge of
The field
To the forest glen
Called upon cold
Whether with you
Or planked from
Indecision rounding a
Complement all is
Not lost
Not even his feeling nameless
Fear his monument of
Meaning stretched
Across the soul’s expanse
And all the thirsty
Drank of it.