Conforming to fog drizzled dreams
Celtic lore paints the theme
Depositing their notes
Upon nerves that dream

Love drenched by Celtic lore
Preserving the mystery of their tune
Polished by windswept charm
Vaporizing stress from nerves that are immune

Earth from whence all things pass
Mortal matter confronts its end
Burying death in silence of the dust
Dreams of Celtic lore never condescends
Dreams of Celtic lore never condescends © 2010

Weeping moon
Dusted with gold
Casting your spell
As dreams unfold
Cotton linin
White as snow
Encase two lovers
While dreams flow
White linen sculpt
Lover’s mortal mold
Delineating two lovers
Bathed in gold © 2010

A total of 11 church fires so far this year in Texas. I feel sorry for the congregations that have lost their home of worship and I also feel sorry for the individuals that are so filled with hate that they commit these tragedies. I wrote the following poem after the latest church fires on February 8th at Dover Baptist Church and Clear Spring Missionary Baptist Church. The churches are located about three miles apart near Tyler, Texas. http://www.cnn.com/2010/CRIME/02/11/texas.church.fires/

Nighttime sky fiery glow
Sparked by embers
That you control
Your brunt offering
That you conferee
Serves the serpent
From the tree

I the Lord
Weep the tears
Not for my home
That you impair
For the treason
That you extol
Upon your soul

Cradled between bow and stern
Hewn with sweat and blood
Drawn and axed, split and shaved
Built to oppose all floods
Keelson raised with grit and gore
Lifted nigh by might and wield
Pit and pitch, pegged and planked
Bilge to bottom sealed
Nighttime lore sets the sails
Voyage upon seven seas
Mast and boom, trim and draft
Rigged and full with breeze
Listen mates to Satan’s call
Lifted nigh by might and force
Wicked and black, pitched and tossed
Satan controlled the course
Hands from a watery grave
Grasped and engulfed the hull
Lifted and dropped, pitched and tossed
Satan’s breath made the call
Cradled between bow and stern
Men with flesh and souls
Fear and aches, prayers and pain
Rudder of God is in control
Nighttime sky velvet black
Blankets the aquamarine
Quiet and dark, solitude and peace
Now silence permeates the scene
New dawn paints the sky
Spreading peace upon the sea
Praise and thanks, tears and joy
Casting hope on seven seas   © 2010

Dreams spin
Gyroscope of life
Gathering scenes
Throughout
The moonlit night
The tour begins
Before the dawn
Navigating the nerves
As images spawn
Through gossamer vapor
Angels paint the dreams
On God’s given paper © 2010

The moon swallowed the sun
In the silence of the night
Only the God of the universe
Could help us reunite

Candle glows faint on dreams
That we used to share
Surely this hour of darkness
Angels protect the dreams we once shared

I have cried the tears
Upon sand where we used to lay
Barefoot and free
We made memories that stay

Something seems odd
Time without you
Only memories and dreams
For the soul that I knew

The candle seems not to care
As the last flicker of light
Leaves me alone
Encased in moonlight

I will close my eyes
Pray the same prayer
Grant me our dream
That we used to share © 2010