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Illusory
The peace of the Lord comes by way of a non-contentious heart through judging not his own brother, for I shall not judge you based upon a simple word(s) for they remain illusory. Illusion leads to judgement and judgement leads to hell (upon earth). This world shall not end in total destruction but only throughContinue reading “Illusory”
The Mystical Mirage of Looking Inside
Traveling inward I discover the tempest for a night of one-thousand nights strewn in a darkness so deep I no longer see, for I have become blind by the madness of the humanity factor. Can it be so a light shines within the shadows of a demononic plague? Or, is it just within this landscapeContinue reading “The Mystical Mirage of Looking Inside”
A Black Man Once Told Me
John Gregory Evans © 2019 It remains not mine to say whether I would pity a colorful word of verb and noun, or, from where it may come, or the color of its skin, for I have seen the Lord, and, know him to be of spirit not acquainted with such superficialities. I believe inContinue reading “A Black Man Once Told Me”
Oh, Dear Angel – Come Back to Me!
John Gregory Evans © 2019 Arriving home late one night, appeared a gentleman from out of the darkness, from out of night, His skin was dark, his face was bright, for he carried a smile of intended delight, A thing was noticed within the course of this night, was that the gentleman was – politelyContinue reading “Oh, Dear Angel – Come Back to Me!”
Copyright Notice
© John G Evans and mylastmuse.com 1998 – 2019.Unauthorized use of this material without an expressive and written permission from this site’s author/poet, John G Evans is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that a full and clear credit is rendered to John G Evans and mylastmuse.com with an imperative to routingContinue reading “Copyright Notice”
Silver Love Under a Crescent Moon
O love! This contented night of a crescent moon lie sweetly b’ neath a drunken sky, and your hips of round succumb to the dark, the burn of love persuades me to dance naked with imparted lips, the slaughter of my soul…and finger-tips. The tilt of your head as the burn rushes through, the saltedContinue reading “Silver Love Under a Crescent Moon”
Villanelle of the Eastern Pond
John G Evans © 2019 Arise, dear child! Walk due East: I have come to greet you, Behold! Our open hearts shall meet. This eastern pond, My masterpiece I’ve spoken words here, created, anew Arise, dear child! Embrace this peace. Through wood, and hill I shall guide your feet Envision this pond filled with morningContinue reading “Villanelle of the Eastern Pond”
Silence: My Love
Silence, O silence, where has your mystery of union left me? In this midst of an enigmatic cloud of unknowing I search myself, touching, reaching, pulling, always stirring away at my dreams, for who, but I? Am I not in this hypostatic union with the Lover of loves? Why, never has there been a loveContinue reading “Silence: My Love”
War in ’72
John G Evans © 2019 Ah, poetry! Some do, some don’t. I do. You either like it, or? For me, a splintered soul wounded by the predatorial muse that searches me out in all my vulnerabilities entombs the vastness of these desert skies. Freedom, a word untouched for none owe a guilty price. Or, weContinue reading “War in ’72”
