Sonnet — Daily Poetry for The Master of Works
December 11, 2023
Pale is the dawn, pale the trudging hours,Sapless like a mindless ritual’s empty gestures,All motion
December 5, 2023
Does it count the thoughts that rise and passAs offering to Thee all enduring and immutable,Trudging
December 3, 2023
Why dost Thou employ beauty’s rhetoricOn my feeble person so easily swayed,Smiling ever so slyly fro
November 26, 2023
The bold feminine from the mountain sourceWhite and pure, from crescent bearing tressesLeaping earth
November 25, 2023
Here, besides me be, in this my daily sanctuary,When moments link arms for a musing shelter,Secluded
November 24, 2023
What miserly portion hast Thou made as mineFrom Thy capacities birthing stars in a noon-reverie,Cast
November 20, 2023
How cheery is the assiduous antBearing its single grain of labour,Weaving its way like motioned-artB
November 18, 2023
Who shall know the grim onslaughtFrom aimless hours that besiege,The mind is cleaved from thoughtAnd
November 15, 2023
What manner of ardour is this of ThineThat binds and keeps me a prisonerIn sapless spaces with savou
March 17, 2023
Make me no more chronicler of Thy cycles,Standing on a turret within and watchingThe drama of siege
March 14, 2023
Bear not bitterness of old squabblesBorn when soul naive-gazed and youngWith stumbling tottering exc
March 5, 2023
What trait of mind is it that gathersAround a sandgrain sign a calamity,Like an oyster of thought as
February 23, 2023
The first assault was with the spear of desireLeaping from fond faces and cherished bodies,From ever
Poem — Daily Poetry for The Master of Works
December 17, 2022
Oh I have despaired at Thy building spree,The many hells Thou hast planted in dream and reverie,My w
July 21, 2022
What use to Thee am I as a lifeless ghostShorn of vitals, stripped of senses five,Of conscious mind
July 14, 2022
The heart is a wasteland parched and dryWhere once the waters of emotion flowed,Long flowed here the
July 9, 2022
Oh, why art Thou unfamiliarly profound and intimately strangeLike some daily sun propped on the wall
July 8, 2022
Does it grate Thy ears to hear the hymns of old,The odes of praise born from old discoveries?As when
Poem — Daily Poetry to The Master of Works
June 29, 2022
Gracious is the lease of a new dayAnd use of limbs from ill revived,The founts of my muse barren sta
Sonnet — Daily Poetry to The Master of Works
June 24, 2022
Like baby priests the birdlings screechWith mouths agape their hungry prayer,A dissonant hymn hearts
June 22, 2022
What vital breath this that animated movesYet cold and warmthless like winter breeze,Where gone the
