of memory.

REVISIONS…WHY? DO THEM AS SEPARATE POEMS AS VARIATIONS ON A THEME—THEN…CAN WE VOTE? 😀

Lucy's Works

I am dream-bound

to the weeping mother

of an ocean shore,

my shadow is darker

than the prose tree

of mind and desire

a prospect of inner lunacy

and death;

the clam’s mouth is lighter

between the sun,

into the silence of blue willows

to the inmost bones of creation

alone

brimming in the mystic moonlight

for I not only desire

the trance of memory…

a mouth,

& the shoots of winter,

shapes the shore in which I’ve lost

where I shall be free in the dark;

adrift, perhaps artless,

the dark is rayed in ashes

to the child of memory

alas, not a dream,

as it bestows itself

to the eyes of… God.


Written in response to the Go Dog Go Cafe’s prompt: Write something around the words “mystic moonlight”.

This is a piece that I will most likely revise at a future date. I hope you enjoyed…

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About Jonathan Caswell

Poet, author, servant of God the Heavenly father and the Lord Jesus Christ...working out his salvation with fear and trembling. - Not trusting in his own deeds, but depending totally upon the finished sacrificial work of Jesus Christ to be, by God's reckoning, a new creature, clothed in Christ's righteousness...which mortal humankind can never attain by their own weak efforts, apart from faith in Christ's work on our behalf. - College-educated, yet wise enough to see that what a man does will not be his ultimate identity nor affect how God sees him or her. - Called by God to do a very difficult thing...apart from God's grace, mercy and strength...to love the sinner (which we all--by nature--are) but hate the sin, which is only paid through Christ, God's Son, - My own God-given gift is that of being a Poet..showing that in all parts of life...God has a loving part in it...as hard as that is to always understand or perceive...given life's realities! Come join me on my journey of discovery?.

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