«The only thing secular is sin.»
– Robert Hugh Benson
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Doxos is the blog of a Roman Catholic Christian working out his salvation in San Francisco, The California Republic.
This blog contains a good number of things, sometimes religious, sometimes not. Please remember me in your prayers.
Seduxisti me Domine et seductus sum.
I who have written this story, or rather this fable, give no credence to the various incidents related in it. For some things in it are the deceptions of demons, other poetic figments; some are probable, others improbable; while still others are intended for the delectation of foolish men.
(Closing lines of the Táin Bó Cúalnge)
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Category Archives: poetry
All hallows eve enchanted darkA stroll I took in chillTo see the children on their larkAnd thus a pipe to kill The sunset orange watching passAnd night on coming strongWhen deep from Mission hill and grassI heard a haunted song … Continue reading
+JMJ+ I have a sin I’ve oft confess’dThat drop’d I claim againand in that sin I’ve lost the bestof life’s abundant storeCan yet this I re-repentYou so often re-forgivetho like the waves I can’t relentthis gouging on the shoreThis sin … Continue reading
WHAT town this is I do not knowIt’s exit one eleven thoughSo just one short of one oh threewhere driving I would homeward go My little car, this GMCwon’t need the gas: this stop’s for mebetween the stores and parking … Continue reading
All hallows eve enchanted darkA stroll I took in chillTo see the children on their larkAnd thus a pipe to killThe sunset orange watching passAnd night on coming strongWhen deep from Mission hill and grassI heard a haunted songThen followed … Continue reading
The darken’d Sun turns sharply to the WestThe crying women now a muffl’d soundThe crowds still gaping silent stand aroundThe Roman circus ceases to molest The body nearly now by life unboundUnseen the Angels horror gathering nowPenultimate redemption’s dying bowIn … Continue reading
He’s walking, Jesus walking. Bloody stainupon the ground. He’s falling, Jesus falls.& up. He’s walking, falling. Soldier callsSt Simon out of Crowds to help attain Golgotha’s lofty height. Once more he stallsBut rising rushes on the Masses’ needTo fill and … Continue reading
Barabbas, Father’s Son, your story’s endunknown your Genesis unsaid. You markat Jesus side the choice twixt life and starkand nameless death. Are even you a friend? You saw how Life Himself for you the DarkDescending brav’d, the raving mob endur’dthe … Continue reading
Crack Forty times & more the lashes stingThe flesh of God which breaded now we eatis turned at pillory to bloody meatas Roman biceps leaded whips make sing Cut loose exhausted falle he at their feetawaiting his awakening a gamethe … Continue reading