Archive for the ‘Poetry’ Category

I don’t think I know you

You have this droopy face
They say full of pain and love
How can pain and love co-mingle?
How can pain and love be equally yoked?
The mystery and the scandal
That pain was the result of love
But I think they are wrong
For you see that pain and love don’t
Combine into this one droopy face
With a crown that represent all
Humanity’s accomplishments
We built pyramids from sand
We raised dirt into mountains
We took trees and created gods
We scarred the earth in search 
Of that precious mineral which one day
Would bring majestic heights to us
Yet all of our abilities as the human race
Come together in one rip
One  twist
One tryst between thorn and pate
I don’t know you 
I think they don’t either 
You, who held the quarks and their kin
From imploding and scattering
Quasars and galaxies spin endlessly
On your words
The stars sing your praise
The trees bend and weave your song
The birds and beasts know no other King
Your throne is the mountains
Your footstool the plains 
The ocean is your cup
They do not know you
Open their eyes so that they may know
The man who bore man’s crown
-ing achievement upon his brow
So that when you next come
They may recognize the crown
Made not by man
But by love

Read Full Post »

We look to the Sephirot tree,

Elements and holy founts

Yggdrasil seduces our minds

The mighty serpent intertwined

The tree of eternal life

Its fruit ever slightly out of reach

The healing properties of the shaman’s staff

The wood that splinters and cracks

The five points promise sanity

The emanations do hold sway

Three fold rules and “do no harm”

Constructs that double back

Snakes that bite and trees that kill

Cursed is the hanging man

Writs and wards and hallow ground

Bones and guts divine demands

Scry His fate, the Son of Man

See humble words transform

There is little power to your spells,

Your lore, your trees, your charms

The tree of life is forever gone

From this world we are in

The coiled serpent lusts for flesh

That was never really his

Step down off that unhallowed hill

Swallow thy pride and thy wit

“Fillet of a fenny snake

In the cauldron boil and bake.”

The false prince, throne usurper

No longer dances ‘round the pole

His King has set His footstool down

The Universe at His beck and call

Run to King Jesus, you who yearn

For rest beyond the dark

He who died that you may live

And rose to complete His work.

Read Full Post »

Culture Holy

Alliteration absent always
What is this passage saying?
I don’t know but God is love
And that is all you need to know

Motifs of thorns and roses
What is the doctrine of hope?
There’s no need to comprehend
Our nature is fallen and broken

Metaphors are the Higgins particles
Rare, unseen, empty; matters not
As long as Gospel is preached
All is well and safe and calm

Thus this culture Holy slowly passes
Limp, lifeless, listless & light
No imagery no Eucharisteo
Devoid of passion, soul, might

The devil has all the truth
Bound in words and riddles
Art beckons and words suggest
Hidden things that only jest
And prod and tease while yet
The culture Holy wholly understands not

Read Full Post »


By William L Peace Jr

Her flowered breath in my chapped ear
His protective hands leading her forward
The Eucharist of a morality tale for man
A living sacred symbol of a Savior’s ransomed people
A feeling
A selfless action
Denying his fleshly appeal for him
Her valiant “no” to feelings for her
Laying down one’s life for a friend
That God is mindful of us

“But God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us.” – Romans 5:8

Happy Valentine’s Day everyone!

Read Full Post »

True to form, there is no place/
I can hide from His face/
I turn to Him who gave me life/
Despite my place in all this strife. -blp2

Read Full Post »

Frenzied Colors
William L Peace Jr.

Frenzied colors shifting through leafy ceiling
Motes slowly drifting towards ultimate completion
Unknowing of final destination or bearing
Merely weaving through liquid beams of light

Underfoot lay soft green-gilded leaves aplenty
Whispering words of unity and companionship
Their journey through life ends not in the sedentary
But continues in the feeding of the forest life.

Merely walking through this world in bliss
Beauty never ceasing nor lacking muse
I call upon the Creator’s infiniteness
Asking that the forest never fail

Yet in my arrogance He gently reminds
That this is merely a shadow of the next age
I smile and marvel that the forest bides
“If this is beauty, then what could then be?”

A breath of warm summer air I receive
The green leaves canopied above
The next world has much to achieve
If beauty it means to redefine
All in the name of love.

Read Full Post »

One Milligram


William Lee Peace Jr.


Empty voices floating around

There is to be no concrete vision

Visceral images dulled by sound

One whole milligram causes cognitive collision


Vying for attention yet seemingly unheard

Empty spaces where words seldom crawl

Clicking silently through and through

Reaching for underhanded lye, the words stall


Yesterday, under only point five mill.

Words had become such a drag

Constantly rearing their ugly heads

It was all I could do not to snag


Random motifs and incoherent thought

Wrapped around the devils thumb

Motes of heavens light shone upon

And I the meaning to life sought


Yes, I must agree, simple extra is callous

Unheard melodies within the strain

To simply grasp what we cannot feel

To go from half to one is the writers bane

Read Full Post »

Older Posts »