early morning ferry song

oh hidden song of my soul
through my purple days
through my golden nights
I sing you    can you hear me
across the distance and the hours
can you hear my loneliness
singing aloud your precious name
the sound flashes on the water
as the sun is born once more

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© Gregory V Driscoll  2014

supplication

my dearest one    let me be your anchor
amidst the raging waves of life
at times I’m like a stone
yet I can learn to speak and kiss
from everlasting to everlasting
my love for you remains
oh lovely one    let me be your anchor
in the midst of these stormy seas

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© Gregory V Driscoll  2014

gaudium esse in sancta sanctorum

such enticing eyebrows
and what charming lashes
how they’ve ensnared me
these nets of your beauty
but now I can speak no more
of your eyes   for they have stolen
my breath away    like a pilgrim
in a holy place I fall silent
my simple offerings are these verses
and my unswerving love

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© Gregory V Driscoll  2014

hummingbirds

oh hummingbird hovering near blossoms
how much you are like me who tremble
near this beauty whose pawn I am
we are two captives to desire
two minions of love    may such bondage
never end    such thralldom last forever

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© Gregory V Driscoll  2014

autumn sunset scene

half-stripped trees grapple
with winds below skies heaped with
pink-tinged livid clouds

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© Gregory V Driscoll  2014

song of a simple tool

ten fingers holding
ten fingers moving a rake
the rake’s twenty tines
like fingers that hold dry leaves
yes fingers moving dry leaves

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© Gregory V Driscoll  2014

thoughts in foul weather

night.  chill.  storms spiral
across seas and earth and time.
but love’s our haven…

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© Gregory V Driscoll  2014