Mateo was on edge.The evergreen trees shielded warm rays.A creek flowed over a small waterfall.A brisk breeze moved through his hair like static.Mateo’s legs hung over the ledge.He kicked his feet and batted, asking Scarlett to marry him again.The tip of Mount Adams had a dusting of snow.A red-breasted nuthatch made a fast series of nasal,hornlike notes that echoed … [Read more...] about Love at the Ledge, By: Andrew Cyr
Poems
Sonnets Upon The Punishment Of Death – In Series, 1839 – III – The Roman Consul Doomed His Sons To Die, By: William Wordsworth
The Roman Consul doomed his sons to dieWho had betrayed their country. The stern wordAfforded (may it through all time afford)A theme for praise and admiration high.Upon the surface of humanityHe rested not; its depths his mind explored;He felt; but his parental bosom's lordWas Duty, Duty calmed his agony.And some, we know, when they by willful actA single human life have … [Read more...] about Sonnets Upon The Punishment Of Death – In Series, 1839 – III – The Roman Consul Doomed His Sons To Die, By: William Wordsworth
Sonnets Upon The Punishment Of Death – In Series, 1839 – II – Tenderly Do We Feel By Nature’s Law, By: William Wordsworth
Tenderly do we feel by Nature's lawFor worst offenders: though the heart will heaveWith indignation, deeply moved we grieve,In after thought, for Him who stood in aweNeither of God nor man, and only saw,Lost wretch, a horrible device enthronedOn proud temptations, till the victim groanedUnder the steel his hand had dared to draw.But oh, restrain compassion, if its course,As oft … [Read more...] about Sonnets Upon The Punishment Of Death – In Series, 1839 – II – Tenderly Do We Feel By Nature’s Law, By: William Wordsworth
Sonnets Upon The Punishment Of Death – In Series, 1839 – XIV – Apology, By: William Wordsworth
The formal World relaxes her cold chainFor One who speaks in numbers; ampler scopeHis utterance finds; and, conscious of the gain,Imagination works with bolder hopeThe cause of grateful reason to sustain;And, serving Truth, the heart more strongly beatsAgainst all barriers which his labour meetsIn lofty place, or humble Life's domain.Enough; before us lay a painful road,And … [Read more...] about Sonnets Upon The Punishment Of Death – In Series, 1839 – XIV – Apology, By: William Wordsworth
Navigating Love: When Calls Go Unanswered, By: Andrew Cyr
I sought to nourish my spiritAfter she missed my call.I was stuck on empty, running scared.When I became invisible to Lucia,I lost sleep over it, tossing in my thoughts.Lucia said she loved me naked in bed.She saw right through me.My tongue danced behind my lips,Biting the words that I couldn’t chew.Memory’s damned us between sheets.I was easy to ignore when she thoughtLucia … [Read more...] about Navigating Love: When Calls Go Unanswered, By: Andrew Cyr