Original Work
I Don’t Know Your Face
I don’t know your face.
I know the shape of it…
The Progression
The progressing nature of the path of life
Read moreHe Lies Laying
Our winter stars shine in adorned
worship when heaven on earth
lies laying
The Lines of Our Joy
the happy days,
the mellow ways
the lays, the lines
streaming the tree of time
This is the Church
The beautiful and broken body of Christ. (445 words)
Read moreApproaching Autumn
A new poem by Ben Plunkett. In video form!
Read moreThe Five Hours of World Conquest
The song of a game of global conquest that changed the world of man forever. And maybe even longer than that.
Read moreThe Tick Tock
A brand new poem!
Read moreThe First Cousin of Introspection
Sometimes there are strange things that go down here on this green earth that seem logical at the moment but really aren’t later on. Take the day I found myself.
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