Author Archives: brianroycefaulkner

A dozen paintings on a wall, A hundred statues standing tall, A thousand symphonies of might, A bursting million beams of light— All are fragile things and few Next to love in me and you. The mountains high, the valleys … Continue reading →

She sat there in the straight-back chair, With elbows on the table; A pen lay by her hand, astray, And paper on the table. She thought of what she’d write her love, But yet she wasn’t able; The roots were … Continue reading →

She walked swiftly through the station. Yes, She had a train to catch. A sunshaft Shot through and down from windows high And caught her face and lit her eye, And like a flame in fairy tale Her hair blazed … Continue reading →

He came as one not spent of life or love, Tall in stature, glad-eyed, and firm of face. She saw, and thought of jet-trails high above, Competence in the sureness of his pace. His deep blue eyes swung, capturing her … Continue reading →

In days of old, When we were young, We sang the gold That is the sun. Now days are young As we grow old, For all we sing Is inner gold.

Far in the darkened cavern of a room A man sits reading in a shaft of light Flung through the window as the dawn through night. All around is age and dust and gloom, And yet he sits there giving … Continue reading →

Many unwise sages say desire is low, That want corrupts a pure mind’s easy flow, That angels fell, and Eve lost her good place, Desiring pleasure in expected taste. But they are wrong, these dunces of the mind; Yea, wrong … Continue reading →

In the hallways of Heaven an angel stood and sang, “God isn’t real,” and through all the hundred halls the echo rang as many hundred times, “God isn’t real,” “God isn’t real,” “God isn’t…”. And God heard, and shook and … Continue reading →

There is a place where children poetry write, Give measured words to paintings in their sight. They say them well, they have an artist’s eye, And add imagination to their lyric try. Their teacher teaches true, and so they’re free … Continue reading →

The evil of Islam is blacker than night; Yea, night is as day next an Islamite. It’s born of a hatred for reason in man, Hates every achievement that ever began; It hates every beauty, hates every choice, Hates every … Continue reading →

A gold banana moon in dark blue sky; Horizon pale green o’er mountains high; Those solemn peaks are almost black to see As softest cooling airs waft in to me. I sit inside my room in my hotel; I hear … Continue reading →

In all the land there is no poem of worth That speaks of man above the sky and earth. Then shout, inventors; merchants, give deep voice! Let all the world hear virtue of your choice! Let thinking men and women … Continue reading →

Up, up and away, we’re on our way today; No matter if there’s dark, no matter if there’s cold, No matter if our blood runs slow and if we’re getting old! We grab the all we’ve got and throw it … Continue reading →

Ksenia, sweet-breathing beauty’s being, Alighting here with gold-soft hair And star-ray voice from lips so fair All I can do is hear and stare. And yet I sense intent of seeing Might send you off in sudden flight, So off … Continue reading →

Dave said, “Mack, I love you more than anyone I’ve ever loved before. For me you are the great One of my life.” Mack responded warmly, “Dave, that is just as true for me. Joe said we should get married, … Continue reading →

To fall on bed in mirrored glow, My arms round you and yours round me, To breathe our breaths, our wantings show, To take what we are giving free; Then mouth to mouth to grasp the mind That seeks the … Continue reading →

Oh, who can match your Thatcher, Who stood for England free; And why have you not followed Her fight for liberty? She tried to lift you upward, Your own good lives to lead, But you have turned you downward To … Continue reading →

She stands above the sea-washed sands With sun-lit hair all wind-thrown back; Upon her hips her earth-grip hands Hold in fierce life that’s clear on track. Against the wind she leans so slight That we can sense her half-pent force— … Continue reading →

Light leaps through mind, Shatters wishes blind; Thought sings, spreads wings, Fills hands that take, Break, and re-make, To stake a life Climbing high o’er pain, Rising smiling over strife, Virtuous, sublime and just, Solid-souled and true, More than animal … Continue reading →

Beyond the Gates of Hercules The Gate of Freedom stands. The courage of a hero sees, And lifts him with his hands. He carves a statue beautiful From glowing, golden stone, And there she lives, heroical, Who has his spirit … Continue reading →

I’m awake, it is day; there’s a wind, there’s a glow; I am dressed, I have zest, and I’m ready to go! There’s my car, got my keys, and I tight slam the door; Now I switch the ignition and … Continue reading →

In the middle of day when the sun’s at his height And the wonder of things becomes sharp in his sight, I arise and look round me and everything see, As if I am the sun and this all is … Continue reading →

Thick black hair edged round with deep blue skies; Strong bronzed face and shoulders, blue-black eyes; Chest firm, gold brown, with glow-golden thighs; Taut, at ease, ignoring white-winged cries; Upon the jagged cliff he stands alone. Sun strikes hard, straight, … Continue reading →

To sway all away on the winds of spring, Then wildly play and to gladly sing; To swing in a dance as you prance the ground And be all you are as you bounce and bound; To capture the rapture … Continue reading →

Fleet wings fly—away up high; Blossoms fall—and cover all. Life and I—we faith defy; Reason’s sure—we shall endure!