“I saw the best minds of my generation
destroyed by madness, starving
hysterical naked, dragging themselves
through the negro streets at dawn
looking for an angry fix.”
~ Allen Ginsberg
THE PERSISTENCE
The gleaning
seeking fallen fruit
after the harvesting
Neither sowing small
nor reaping big
The art of just surviving
Street wise shaded eyes
failing to disguise
a festering fever
of hidden trauma
Is this life but a test?
A trial by unholy fire?
Upon a Dragon’s Breath
(and the Persistence of Grace)
This existence
an enigma
A never ending search
for perfection
all wrapped up
in a shroud of destruction
From a mirror shattered
humanity’s bloodied
and battered reflection
Like a Rising Stone
A time for life
to seek
to be found
to feel
to be touched
to hear truth
how sweet the sound
to taste goodness
goodness to be tasted
To love
and to be loved
Without the Divine
a lifetime
truly wasted
Stylo Ă Encre Noir le Calamar
I must admit
that I was rather upset
and even a little bit jealous
when Buffy the Vampire Slayer
walked down the aisle with Angelus
Blue Vagrant
~ by Michael
I beg your pardon!
That’s a conversation
that never happened
Like Dylan
at the crossroads
selling his soul to the devil
for a musical bargain
Pictures on an Expedition
~ by Michael
JUST ONE DROP
Just one drop
that falls not
That never fails
in erasing all fault
A death
that brings life
One for all
with the serenity
of true certainty
in a friendly voice
Do you hear the call?
Always a choice
to steer your vessel
on a heavenly course
Words of wisdom
the truth to tell
of a Kingdom to come
on a restored Earth
as it is in heaven
One drop of love
that doesn’t fall
and never fails
there for all
Just one drop
of grace divine
suspended within
the fullness of time
No silent witness
to a world of crime
and dysfunction
with the solution
already given
In what direction
would you be heading?
A door is wide open
as the Word
has been spoken
throughout the expanse
of infinite space
One drop of hope
for this human race
more than enough
power to change course
to break the curse
to replace
all hatreds ancient
with a loving embrace
Just one drop 🩸
of love in abundance
enough for all
who take the chance
to answer the call
Words & Artwork:
~ David B. Redpath © 2018-2025
David Redpath 