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Posted in Philosophy, Poetry on Aug 26th, 2011
CREED OR CHRIST No man loves God who hates his kind, Who tramples on his brother’s heart and soul; Who seeks to shackle, cloud, or fog the mind By fears of hell has not perceived our goal. God-sent are all religions blest; And Christ, the Way, the Truth, the Life, […]
Posted in Poetry on Jun 14th, 2011
Easter Wings By George Herbert Lord, who createdst man in wealth and store, Though foolishly he lost the same, Decaying more and more, Till he became Most poore: With thee O let me rise As larks, harmoniously, And sing this day thy victories: Then shall the fall further the flight […]
Discord!, composed by Samuel Webbe for the newly-formed London Glee Club in about 1787: It’s first movement is based on a passage from Iliad, but the second verse, it is thought, he composed himself. Discord! Discord! Dire sister of the slaughtering power, Small at her birth, but rising every hour, While scarce the skies her […]
Posted in Poetry on Mar 20th, 2011
Found by God Tonight My Salvation Army rocking chair… a friend of many years, creaks in just the way it should with a sound that brings a certain calm instead of annoyance. There’s a rightness about this sound and how it joins the music of evening tide… hummingbird bedtime chatter, howling canines at wandering coyotes, […]
Posted in Poetry on Dec 12th, 2010
STOPPING BY WOODS ON A SNOWY EVENING Robert Frost Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village, though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer To stop without a farmhouse near […]
Posted in Poetry on Oct 6th, 2010
From our friend, Delmar Domingos del Carvalho, a sonnet, “little song” translated from the Portuguese Next to Café Paradise, taken from: Twenty Sonnets by Fernando Pesoa (1888-1935) * * * * * * * When in the widening circle of rebirth To a new flesh my travelled soul shall come, […]
Posted in Poetry on Sep 19th, 2010
You will be pleased, as I was, that William Arthurs gave us his permission to publish this beautiful poem. In his words, from his website: We Are All Cousins I wrote the words below in 1966 while on deployment with the Royal Canadian Air Force at the Italian Air Base at Decimomannu, Sardinia, when I was flying CF-104 […]