Top Floor

humbled in human step

come Creator 

through a mother’s impeccable

nurturing womb

a straw stable in an animal’s cave

Bloom!

an able bodied Man hangs on heartwood

Heart pierced

reposed on altars

hidden - Most Sacred Host

the housekeeping regrettable

but there He IS

your most secret post

but of original sin -born not

seeking you out

an active pursuit  

His Will: to long for you

longing for the day when

you will look up

looking up

looking out my office window

i see You above me

through the glass of the skyscraper 

next door -  top floor - a Lover peering down

hoping to catch my eye - my heart. 

-Gary Edward Geraci

Way-Fair

Wait! Selling beds is

Ignoble? Comfort has costs.

Sleep well child of God!

• Gary  Edward Geraci

I Stood and Died

I stood and died among lions

Tearing, terrifying teeth

And claw, limb to limb, limp

But at that moment, Christ’s

Grace sufficed, His name on my lips

I stood and died among lions

The captor’s cold cutting blade pressed 

Against the vein in my neck

But at that moment, Christ’s

Grace sufficed, His name on my lips

I stood and died among lions

The culture’s clamorous clutch choking

A closing breath from my lungs

But at that moment, Christ’s

Grace sufficed, His name on my lips

For when the tree He bore

On manly shoulders, splintered

And tore, into human flesh

He stood and died among lions

And at that moment, God’s

Grace sufficed, His name on His lips

Gary Edward Geraci

Blue Wrens

Slow peel foil lid crinkled, folded

Back, magisterial bliss:

Vital, viable, mindful fuel.

Vanilla beans dehisce

Plumes of purity; savored - full

Spoon - flavors coalescing,

Kissing taste buds: a kind of clarity:

The means: a palate’s blessing.

Treasured cup, the Spirit of Truth protects

So that all may relish.

Saints wait with great expectation

For you to taste, perish

Not, the purest dollop, preserved,

Served fresh, lite, slightly chilled.

Today’s fillip - your lips - My desire.

See the angels gasp, thrilled!

Faith, morals safeguarded: revealed

Truth! Sublime, varied depth,

Layer upon layer, new cream

Delights to take one’s breath.

To climb! A sudden shift, a broad

Shaft of sunlight illumines

Floating things; a bud ladened branch.

Plumb deep! Mere humans,

Unfurling perfumed rose petals,

Waif yet wafting lumens.

Skyward flight: sapient novices and

A numinous chime of blue wrens!

Gary Edward Geraci

It’s a Dangerous World

‘Less chaste fun

I hasten to run

Hollow pictorials

Follow to rise

Count and prestige

But do press

“Mute” to shelter

Moot to shield

Gary Edward Geraci 

This Time

What’s it like, this time, 

living with a roommate; 

a roommate that you’ve

never met until today; 

only having read-up on? 

You know - you’re really 

serious this time, broke and 

struggling - but serious this time. 

(Will I come through this time, 

or will I leave things hanging 

in the rafters? What’s different 

this time?)

I’ve thrown off the stupid. 

Yeah, I’m done with the stupid. 

I’ve got my own room, it’s got 

a door, a door that I can close. 

I’ve closed off stupid.  

Now on my knees Lord, do you see me here Lord? I’ve closed my door Lord, can you hear me here Lord? I’M ON MY FUCKING KNEES LORD! 

I’m, I’m on, I’m on my fucking knees Lord...

Gary Edward Geraci 

Aftermath

*highjacked, addled language

**words held captive

mankind’s gaslighting of meaning, active

*who am I to judge?

*definitions kidnapped

**dialogue dead

laud delusions. one Word frees, one Word bled

*’fore the boulders quaked and earth clapped

Gary Edward Geraci

Erroneous Leanings that Sexual Impulse Leads the Human Person

brotherhood of men?

without God we’re mere creatures

warring like fire ants

Gary Edward Geraci

Temple Guest

Golden soul you’ve now published works

don’t let the swine trample your pearls

An outback remuda to round the stirks

don’t let the swine trample your pearls

Galloping off to the diamond mines 

don’t let the swine trample your pearls

Your wealth dwells not in your equines

don’t let the swine trample your pearls

Gary Edward Geraci

A Charitable, Certainly Not Curt, Way To Respond To One’s Detractors

Mondback and Wyemond

You raise the mount 

I must climb-on

Fervent friends believe

Not in God as I do

You’d even hector

“Hector Molina” I’d

Persuade you to Google

But like photo fiends

After Prince Harry

You’d rather just

Besiege and harry

Not all is to badger

For I find this fun 

To frolic with

My contemptuous few

Like new shoe blisters 

Brothers and sisters

For in this I find joy:

To be persecuted

For the Faith like Christ my Lord

Gary Edward Geraci