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  1. Sand Castle

    Damned be anything 
    that rises up out of this sand,
    where the sea licks and leaves its froth,
    the waves like fingers in their ceaseless clawing,
    betrayed by the white whisper of the surf,
    that eternal purging to loosen 
    the smallest grains in relentless toil,
    until all the walls crumble and the tower sways,
    then falls like a slithering serpent that slides
    wounded and torn beneath the emerald sea.

    October 26, 1988
    Puerto Viejo, Costa Rica

    Part of the continuing Respectful American series, a selection of writings from my travel journals from Central America in 1988

    #1988 #1988Poem #CentralAmerica #coastalImagery #CostaRica #crumblingTower #emeraldSea #erosion #gothicArt #KeithLyndaker #kmls #lyricalPoetry #natureAndDecay #Ocean #originalPoem #POETICAORAREContemplativePoetryPrayers #PuertoViejo #ruins #sand #sea #serpent #Slowmover #spiritualMetaphor #surf #surrealSeascape #symbolicArt #Travel #travelPoetry #visualPoetry #waves #WordPressTagsPoetry #Writing
  2. Dialogue: The Unarmed Prophet and the Armed World

    A conversation between Girolamo Savonarola and Niccolò Machiavelli

    Florence. Night. The Piazza della Signoria is empty, though the stones still remember fire. The ghost of Girolamo Savonarola stands near the place where he was hanged and burned. Niccolò Machiavelli enters, older now, carrying a manuscript beneath his arm.

    SAVONAROLA:
    You return to the place of ashes, Messer Niccolò.

    MACHIAVELLI:
    Florence has many places of ashes, Fra Girolamo. Yours is only the most famous.

    SAVONAROLA:
    And you have made use of it.

    MACHIAVELLI:
    I made use of what happened. That is not the same as rejoicing in it.

    SAVONAROLA:
    You wrote that I was ruined because I was unarmed.

    MACHIAVELLI:
    Were you not?

    SAVONAROLA:
    I preached repentance. I called a city to righteousness. I turned hearts toward God.

    MACHIAVELLI:
    For a time.

    SAVONAROLA:
    Truth is not false because men grow tired of it.

    Read the full Dialogue at PeaceGrooves.

    #ashesAndProphecy #chiaroscuro #ChurchAndState #darkFantasyArt #darkGothic #Drama #FlorentineHistory #gothicArt #gothicIllustration #historicalFiction #Machiavelli #PalazzoVecchio #PeaceGrooves #philosophicalDialogue #PiazzaDellaSignoria #politicalTheology #powerAndConscience #propheticWitness #ravens #religiousHistory #RenaissanceFlorence #Savonarola #script #symbolicArt #ThePrince #Theater #unarmedProphet #violenceAndPower
  3. Ledge

    It was a tense silence
    trembling on the ledge
    where you could hear a pin
    drop
    only there were no pins
    save in a friend
    thick
    to be cut with a knife
    only all the knives
    were in your
    back

    Silence
    like the calm before the storm
    until it breaks like a
    scream in the
    night
    and
    rain
    falls to the
    ground.

    September 11, 1988
    San Jose, Costa Rica

    #1988 #Betrayal #calmBeforeTheStorm #CentralAmerica #CostaRica #emotionalPoetry #glassPlateGothic #gothicArt #kmls #memory #POETICAORAREContemplativePoetryPrayers #Poetry #premonition #Rain #September11 #silence #SpiritualReflection #strangeCoincidences #surrealism #Travel #travelWriting #Violence #Writing