Though the sword is strong,   And the dagger is fierce,   Neither could be used to greet her  
So when she comes near,   At last you'll fear,   The Power in the pen of Peter.  

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Wednesday, September 01, 2004

Deceased my dream, a flower
Wilted more each day
Why have not I nourished thee?
Afraid? no, apathy.

Not the weep of willow trees
Nor the cry, "Macbeth!"
It seems, though life resides in me,
It only lends regret

#22
Peter Penn


Friday, August 20, 2004

In morning hours the villains came
Our hearts decay, our children slain
The future dim, God caused this pain!
From Rachel's eyes, cometh a rain

"Elohim!"  Israel exclaims.
"I lost my son; are you to blame?"
The Thunder interrupts the claim
Rachel refuses all solace

But in the wild, a man proclaims
"David is near; prepare the way"
And now the angels sing to say
"O Rachel, do not forget the Mane"

#21
Peter Penn


Wednesday, August 18, 2004

Although I did not invite Time,
He came at my expense
I asked him not to take me,
But I've been with him since

Now not a child, I want to play,
But he'll not let me go
And so I pass the day with him,
His friend, and yet his foe

#20
Peter Penn


Tuesday, August 17, 2004

Oh mourning child, lift up your eyes
Why must your heart despair?
So loved and free of plague and yet
Still longing for Elsewhere

#17
Peter Penn


Tuesday, August 10, 2004

The dark calls out for Light's defeat
The blazing sun draws up his strength
Night's forces charge, the sun retreats
The Earth grows cold; the legions meet

The battle builds, Night's forces spread
The bloodshed stains the clouds with red
The sun flees west, Night wants him dead
Earth trembles, my heart fills with dread

The warring sun succumbs to night
But first lets fly a ray of light
The ray impales, the sky ignites!
Earth hides her face in wondrous fright

In awe, I brace my quiv'ring feet
Now Dark returns, the day complete
I wipe my brow, my legs feel weak
The Earth laments; the sun, he sleeps

Sunset
Peter Penn



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