Author Archives: John Anthony

It’s summer.  Of that much, I am sure …  It is summer and I am standing cross-legged against an old live oak that feels oddly rough against my back. The tree completely fills the immediate area where I stand, and the cooling shade covers the ground all the way to the dirt road.  If IContinue reading “Summer”

There stands a stone inside a park where all the children play. The moon shines bright, the sun comes hard, it stands both night and day. The face that’s etched upon the rock was made to kindly stare, Across the distant years to find, a someone who’s not there. . His granite hand is heldContinue reading “The Marble Man”

In the twilight of the evening, as the sands of time fall clearRains upon a misted memory, obscure another yearThe age upon my statueThe stain inside the soulBe still the hands of time and wait, just let this half be whole The starry night does gather full, beneath the pearly gateReflected in these weathered eyes,Continue reading “Sands of Time”

I was wrong,Buried, I see it nowThe hand behind the twisting dagger’s teethDawn again somehow I was playedTo dance within the cageThe laughter through the haunted halls belowEchoes ‘cross the stage Still I’m doing OK for a SaturdayBridges burned, left far behindI know, that I won’t findA lack, that piece of mindFor aren’t we theContinue reading “Sunday’s Gone”

I hear themMuffled rumors in the quiet space Skin peels from sinew pinkWide-eyed and squirming fearPulse to quickenThe warming glowDon’t cry … I love you I hear themEchoes in thinly veiled whispering Lines of red in tangent seepSilken cord and eagle spreadDance the puppetWrithe and twitchShush, don’t cry … I love you I hear themMurmuringContinue reading “Pink”

Phoenix,Sunshine laid a golden blanket on the water by the pier.In the hours that I have sat here, wishing you were somewhere near.I have cried a thousand sorrows, pierced the wall, and found my heart.Can a man beg for forgiveness, when he don’t know where to start? At the fairground,I still see your pretty face.WithContinue reading “Phoenix”

Linger …Lozenge sweet beneath the tongueBefore you spill… Take my lipsTo shape the vowelTo ease the thirstTo be the words she’s craving now Linger …Lithely shift beneath fair skinBefore you spill… Take my handsTo pull in tightTo trace the archTo be the touch she begs tonight Breathe sweet the nectar loveMoist upon the rise likeContinue reading “Linger”

Eve lay a cool breath ‘cross blackness in plunging toward star-filled fantasy fare Night game creep mindless with agonies twisted, blind eyes no longer aware Come watch the play, its last act reviling, encoring tomorrows insane Lie awake crying, sweet dreams abandoned, for greed and prosperity’s gain . Weep never more Gentle child, for IContinue reading “Weep Never More”

     I came awake.      Say the phrase several times.  Let it wisp through your lips to greet the day and spark the magic that lies dormant in your soul.  Speak it clearly with the wonder that it deserves.  Then, ask yourself the question.     When we walk in the quiet of  the forestContinue reading “Waken”

When I cry, I bleed.Gasping and breaking, Reeling and shaking.Is blood so rich that heaven casts but saltTo crust the face that begs your mercy?I bleed. When I cry, I burn.Blistering agony, Festering, damning me.For all that’s worth I tear the skin that binds my fleshThat keeps me chained upon Your anointed rock.I burn. Why hast thouContinue reading “The Passion”