The city is a profane mantra an unholy blessing the first and last sacrament a riot at a wedding feast a Samaritan bleeding on a road The city is a thief a crucified man-god. a tomb a scourging a gathering of weeping women a gathering of frightened men The city is a soldier obeying orders a poisoned...

Sublime, beautiful.

Thanks mat.

Peace,

Bernard

G'day Mat and Lizzy, I might have been gone from the forum but you were never forgotten. I'm doing fine. Thanks for thinking of me in my absence, it warms my heart. I haven't been near a computer for nearly a year. I've been recharging the batteries of my soul. Catch up with you all soon Love Bernar...

I am a university undergraduate under radar under siege under surveillance under done under heaven I bleed half-baked western philosophy from my skull I am no god short in stature short in knowledge short in certainty short in security But I wear a long suit of anxiety morbidity dark humour autumnal...

Dear Byron,

Thank you so much for this poem. It's a work of great beauty. When I turn off the light tonight, I'll think of you.

In peace and fellowship,

Bernard

G'day Lizzy,

A big thanks for your comprehensive feedback. This piece has never been edited. I thought I'd leave it in its original form; imperfect, but raw. I hope all is going well in your world.

Keep on keeping on
Catch ya' later

Love Bernard

Dear Mat,


Distilled genius


Love and peace
Bernard

Meteors collide in space and fall to earth in ashes Comets orbit the mind and its planets A tabby cat sits upon a window sill in a sleeping bedroom A night star burns in the vast ether of its black void A child is sleeping in the land of giants, warriors and astronauts And the promise of things to c...

Dear Lizzy, I guess we never know what goes on outside our immediate awareness. I was having a relaxing weekend here in Australia whilst you were going through an ordeal with your moggy. You reminded me of an old saying, "Be gentle with all you meet for everyone is fighting a difficult battle.&...

glide in transcendent blue be who you are, just you rise in resurrection's dawn celebrate the day you were born journey the path of light follow the falcon's flight in balance, in harmony dwell sound the sacred bell in love's need embrace behold the beauty of your lover's face sit in wonder in natur...

G'day BoHo, Lizzy and Mat,

After a near dozen attempts at rewriting the line, I woke up this morning with this final version. Thanks for your interest in this piece - I look forward to hearing from you guys soon. The edited version is above.

Peace and Love,

Bernard

Dear BoHo and Lizzy, I welcome your constructive criticism and thank you for taking time out to give the piece your attention. I'll put my editing cap on over the next few days and see what I can come up with. I think you're both correct. One phrase can make an otherwise smooth piece clang. Far from...

The dawn bird willows the wind The family cat sleeks a noon's stealth - the bird alarming The lone dog barks an evening hymn The sailor reefs his dreams upon an Arctic winter The seeker cures his return in an age of illusion The gum shadows the stream deserting a drought The sage surrenders into non...

Dawn comes with the ringing of a bell How many will die today no one can tell. Angels walk through the world of the living But no one is heeding the warning they're giving. Humanity sleeps in a shallow grave - The lonely, the lost, the cowardly, the brave. What is truth no one can tell? The shadow o...

Peace Bernard