Sonnet #38 – further meditations on the pastorate

Sonnet #38 – further meditations on the pastorate A Shakespearean sonnet on love of life in service. Contrast light and dark, sorrow and joy and their simultaneous tensions. We speak of light, but know the dark too well Enjoin a joy to those we love and serve They watch, we live through torment and through … More Sonnet #38 – further meditations on the pastorate

Sonnet #36: 3rd apocalyptic pop love sonnet, I’ll not serve this bitter wine: Rev. 16

Sonnet #36: the third apocalyptic pop love song sonnet Theme: I’ll not serve this bitter wine: Rev. 16 A table set before our enemies A cup is poured we drink it to the dregs A celebration to their enmities A host is set against us as we beg Last time I sat here all the … More Sonnet #36: 3rd apocalyptic pop love sonnet, I’ll not serve this bitter wine: Rev. 16

Sonnet #35 – 2nd apocalyptic pop love sonnet, E’en Heaven Waits in Silence

Sonnet #35 – the second apocalyptic pop love song sonnet. Theme: a plague love song. Though you and I are besieged by plagues and sores we will not lose our love for each other. the ships have raised their flags and crossed the sea the iron fist beneath the velvet glove has come for us, … More Sonnet #35 – 2nd apocalyptic pop love sonnet, E’en Heaven Waits in Silence

Sonnet #33 – 9th Shakespearean Sonnet on rediscovering the ability to love

Sonnet #33 – the 9th Shakespearean Sonnet on the subject of rediscovering the ability to love I learned there was no place to go called “back” There was no home, no satisfying life my aching bones in rest and labor crack that salted road a portend of Lot’s wife and I cannot return, I cannot … More Sonnet #33 – 9th Shakespearean Sonnet on rediscovering the ability to love

Sonnet #32 – 8th Shakespearean Sonnet Love is a game played to death. Those who survive do not win.

Sonnet #32 – 8th Shakespearean Sonnet on love. Theme: love is a game played to death. Those who survive do not win. This tortured game of love is played to death and one would slay, another slain by it Some seek to crown their head with flowered wreath and not by what they give but … More Sonnet #32 – 8th Shakespearean Sonnet Love is a game played to death. Those who survive do not win.