Last Crescent Moon

  Hung o’er the rooftops And over the street Cold-clear in the darkness Her profile so neat. She speaks of departure A waning regret Aware of her leanness But come-hither yet. And what holds her up there And Who beats the time? No engine or cable For this flight sublime. Once full and so festive Now… More Last Crescent Moon


“Oh Jesus Oh Jesus My Jesus” Fit words now And all I can say For all that is painful And all giving hope I need you To usher the way. Oh Jesus I hurt Oh Jesus alone I wonder where All of them went. Oh Jesus I fall And Jesus I rage Sore wavering Unsure… More Partners