The Villainous Monologue of Dr. L. von Dread, Mad Rhetorician Originally written October 26, 2018 One cloudy night, when storm-lit is the sky, And wind-tossed trees all seem to quake in fear, Then fear you, mortals, for thy doom is …
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Not much to say about this one, other than that I wrote it while stargazing, and that I’m not good at naming things. Oh, and the photo was taken yesterday on a gloriously windy day at Grand Haven on Lake …
Today’s sonnet is another one inspired by my readthrough of the Pentateuch. Specifically, this is me trying to comprehend how Israel could go from an obviously miraculous escape from slavery to building an idol in a matter of months. Today’s …
It’s Hutchmoot weekend! Every year participants are invited to create a page (or two, or three) for a collaborative sketchbook. Every year (so far, anyway), I write a poem about something that’s going on in my life at the time. …
I’ve had a daily routine of Bible study for years, and I quite advocate it for anyone who wants to be serious about their faith. But, I’ll admit, this routine often goes through long dry spells where it’s more a …
Happy Autumn! October Leaves and the City of God Originally Written October 23, 2017 The forest feels as sacred as a church. The hymns of birds, the preaching of the squirrels, The woodpecker’s loud clapping from its perch; Together, their …
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Today’s sonnet is a bit of a cheat; it was actually published (probably coincidentally) on Tuesday, September 11, by Fathom Magazine. If you haven’t already read it, I recommend you read it here before you read the rest of this …
Rainbows have some personal symbolic importance, mostly because at one point in life I went four years without seeing one. This week, I saw my third of the year (all of them doubles). So I’m publishing today’s sonnet, written during …
As I’ve mentioned several times, I’m in the middle of a busy season at work, which means lots of fruitfulness, but also lots of stress. In fact, I turned Labor Day’s normal 3-day weekend into a 5-day weekend just so …
For several months, I have been in what can best be described as “a rough season.” Really, this should have been obvious much sooner, but July and August have been especially chaotic. The car is the obvious example here, but …