Through Thin Windows
Through thin windows I see
young leaves rising to twilight storm,
blue mist shimmering
on quick-silver street,
as glowing grass drops
into blackening copse.
With Stygian hand
has night claimed
declining day.
poem by Steven Federle
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I'll Fill the Sky
I'll fill the sky
with my desire.
With heart of fire
I'll scorch the pride
that binds you in fear.
The withering sun
I'll quench with your tears,
and shed my blood,
in a cleansing flood of
never-
ending love.
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Ash Wednesday
Earth tilts
and winter passes.
Now is the time
for ashes.
Searing songs
cremate the pain.
Waving palms
incinerate.
From dust unto dust
we fall and rise,
crying to God,
we reach high
to paths
of brighter trust.
poem by Steven Federle
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The World Is A Sacred Vessel
'The world is a sacred vessel...' Thomas Merton
blue vessel
in black vacuum
miracle world
encircling
thrall of this perfect star
sacred vessel,
His living cup
to beloved proffered,
wedding gift
beyond measure.
poem by Steven Federle
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Morning Storm
Morning storm
smashing rain
on our
highest panes
we watched in wonder
as swaying trunks
grow drunk
with heaven’s wine
but noonday trees
stand sober
glittering green
on absolute blue
the crystal sky
of spring.
poem by Steven Federle
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Baptism
Rain falls
peaceful, unceasing
filling brimful
the bright day.
Liquid shimmer
glowing ocean
softly silting soil
like love
filling full an empty soul,
O cleanse me
as, trembling,
sinful, I walk into
your sacred font.
poem by Steven Federle
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Confession
I’m an unworthy vessel,
a rusty cup.
I foul your pure wine
with my common
corruption,
and yet
unreasonably
you fill me up again.
Brimful with your
glittering love
I become
a golden chalice
to hold your sacred
blood.
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The 1%
blaring train
declaring right-
of-way,
elephantine, cyclopean,
crushing our lives
with their money,
their bloody truth
strangling the sighs
of the repossessed
as wall street swells
with the cries of
the dispossessed.
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Feed the Fire
We will never be fully real until we let ourselves fall in love - either with another human person or with God. Thomas Merton
Close to you
I see you breathe.
Your sweet breath
is all I need
to feed the fire,
living desire!
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Words
Words fill my pages
as the world rages, darkness pervades
yet I pray for new days,
worlds without end
endless words
(flashy magic, shaman tricks
conjuring spirits
from spell-bound minds)
you cannot find
your answer in
words.
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