Courage (Part 2)

Courage is a word Linked inexorably to action, Not some faction Of a disjointed world. I feel free now, Free enough To express this stuff. The grace of God Oh the courage to change.   The courage to change, To move forward, Rearrange, All the fragments of my Sad confused mind. Not to stay Until…

Courage (Part 1)

Silent, my muse. She sleeps tonight. My Melanie, she sleeps In fear. Delight she cannot comprehend, While I am not there. I am here.   Though the fragile, Orbit of earth, Brings in itself Neither joy to her, Nor mirth; Nor either the soft murmurs of heartfelt peace. I still sit and pray, For her…

Houses Made Out Of Sand

This intermittent sorrow. Only thing I dread, Fills today and tomorrow. When I lay in my bed What exactly is it that I dream of? And if I came back from the dead, What would I dream of?   And you tried with such voracity, To consume my spirit, whole, When I, as a child…

Subtle Reminder © Brad Cairns 3/09/16

I am quite often stunned at The cruelty of the mind. Am I dishonest with myself? Am I so blind? To the presence of God? The true light, Spark of eternity?   When I can, I breathe clean air Into my … Source: Subtle Reminder © Brad Cairns 3/09/16

Subtle Reminder © Brad Cairns 3/09/16

I am quite often stunned at The cruelty of the mind. Am I dishonest with myself? Am I so blind? To the presence of God? The true light, Spark of eternity?   When I can, I breathe clean air Into my soul. Healing despair. Is this my true role? How can it be? In such…

To The Lost © Brad Cairns 23/08/2016

So many things have seemingly all fallen down; The Queen of the muses with her fiery crown Is seen no more along ugly, bloodstained streets. Nor those strong, effective bastions of nobler principle… Source: To The Lost © Brad Cairns 23/08/2016

Trapped

  When did the Sun, That wondrous star in its blinding bloom, Slip into a night which cannot hide the gloom? I am tied into this stuff, Which in its nature, in itself, Could ne’er be enough To free me. I walk upon the blistered concrete; Streets full of people That never see me, With…