Hound of Heaven Hymns - a brumal trilogy

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a brumal trilogy

winter

as winter reveals
nature’s skeletons
and cloaks and clogs
with leaves and snow
the bitterness and
cruelty lies less in
the biting winds and
chilling frosts but
in the inner wars
and defeats of
breaking hearts and
soft indifferent injustice
the hibernal desolation
of torture and callous
neglect there is a
yearlong open season
on oppression and
exploitation no
pretty whitened world
when hearts are
made of iron and
stone the sun’s rays
can neither reach nor
warm the tyrant in
us – only the spring
whose power we
deny and despoil

manifest

muddling it is a
season of gifts
and magicians
marriage and
miraculous wine
a baptism in the
Jordan and a voice
from heaven is
this really an
epiphany does the
penny drop the
truth reveal itself
no vision is manifest
to the mole of my
mind that burrows
endlessly afraid
and blinded by the
light

hibernation

suspended held
in stasis there
is no choice
at what age
does our sleep
set in and
why does nothing
wake us this
is no season but
a frozen animus
allowing a frenzied
world of killing
carousing keeping
collecting catching
conforming carelessnessing
our view is coloured
by crimson blood envious
green stale translucent
sweat and alleged
blameless pleasure
there is no end in
the world we choose
and make until
we’re wakened
by eternal death