Death of Faith

By John Page The golden figure stood alone It stood tall among the shadows It was a titan The very ideal of a man No mere mortal could hope to measure up To the shear size of it However, Its very size only highlighted That is was alone No one came to honor it No … Continue reading Death of Faith

The Pinnacle Unrealized is Our Only Hope

By  Linda Imbler The construct of realized man is the ultimate conceit. The finished image of man is a blasphemous myth. We must never believe our desire for perfection was consummated. We must never resist evolution to then be threatened with the sword of Damocles. Life should be transformation. Change should be life’s very quality. … Continue reading The Pinnacle Unrealized is Our Only Hope

New Years Day, Hallelujah, Kindergarten Forest

By Thomas Page “New Years Day” As night bleeds into day, the sun Will rise against a Renaissance’d World of resolutions, hopes, dreams. Holy day of obligation Sets the nail on the old vinyl To chant songs of the Mother of God. The Christmas tree is thrown out Into expanse of wilderness. “Hallelujah” Hallelujah, alleluia No matter … Continue reading New Years Day, Hallelujah, Kindergarten Forest