Eternal Laws by Gregg Hake Laws of being laws of life Can't be cut with scope or knife. Laws of nature laws of truth Can't be changed by human proof.
Tag: poetry
Truth Made Flesh
Truth Made Flesh by Gregg Hake Truth made flesh is sublime When in nature or in rhyme; Never ugly like a fact, Perfectly her laws do act.
The Greatest Length
If 'twas true He came to forgive Then why did we not let him live? He roused to repentance With every sentence, "The Kingdom of Heaven's at hand." Like Aesop's fox before He came Man could not reach and thus disclaimed His passion for the prize ...'twas of course no surprise With sour grapes and …
Unsung Gyros
Unsung Gyros by Gregg Hake Baa baa singing Lamb Hanging on the spit I can't, I can't, Wait to taste of it. Baa baa singing Lamb Turning round and round In my, in my, Mouth you shall be found. Baa baa black sheep Gave your precious life That my, that my Insides might be rife.
Mind the Gap
Mind the Gap by Gregg Hake I stare intently at the Break In the page The line- Half written The thought- Half formed The feeling- Still shallow Familiar shapes Then nothing. I march boldly forward and Ply The gap Between known- And unknown Between light- And dark Between order- And chaos Giving form Yet unsung.
Dancing Horses
"Dancing Horses" by Gregg Hake Dancing horses on the wall Leaving dancers' light footfalls. Dancing horses in my room How you lift a day of gloom!
Give Thee Rest
Thou giver of my deepest thoughts of joy, Who from the solemn darkness doth proclaim Words unformed through my heart no longer coy, How can I give thee rest and fan thy flame? The world has grown cold, embers once red hot Now smolder with righteous indignation And earth, disfeatured by man's cold fiat, Yearns …
Radiant Redoubt
The answers that you seek dear friend Cannot be found without. And if you ask me how I know I'll say "without a doubt." Too long you've kept the truth inside Your scarred and troubled heart. But now I say to you dear friend It's time for a new start. "What can I do?" you …
Tell Me Again
Tell me again I am alone and listening. Tell me again I can now see the glistening. Show me the place From whence I was born. Show me the place To which I am sworn.
Dulcet Vesper
In time of dulcet vesper I rambled down the lane. And listened to the whisper Of songbirds in the rain. I watched the raindrops falling Through the sagging crown, And spied the chaste fawn sprawling Beneath the hemlock's gown. The moon's soft rays did glisten Around the dancing mist, Thus nightfall did rechristen My peaceful …
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