The night the church burnt

Flames from earthy heads
In pentecostal night
Flare bright in god’s dank house
Apotheosis of graven images
Souls caught in wood
Abandon to the sky at last
In dull smoke breath.
Leaking eyes glittered once
in this hollowed temple
Ramshackle garage of the soul
Laden with archaic dreams.
Squeezed from loamy detritus
by gentle tendril
to thatch the sky
with looped hands and twined fingers
whispered in leafy rattle
to the sculptor’s liberating hand

First Book	Second Book	Third Book
Brother mine	Thy Days	Sibling
Damaged good	What shape a poet	Herculean expectations
Barrel bottom fruit	Creative Burying	Ressurection
Bottom line	Regret	Times End
On the dying edge	Spider Time	In Memoriam : Twice Round
Biting Free	Earth Turns	Eight Pints
Id rider	Old Dog	Sinking Heart : Drop
Only worms will know you better	Eye to Eye	Swim : Drift
Thrice crows	Autumn	Coming Home
Friends in High Places	The night the church burnt	Passage
Poet bones	Last Strand	Speed Crazy
Katadesmoi	Ashes to Ashes	Sinking Heart

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