Ad Populum: a reverse nonet

A

devil’s

power is

overstated,

profligate rulers

using lore to control

licentious “love” and longings;

unabated attempts to bind;

malign all that we truly worship.

- Gary Edward Geraci

Cactus Cafe

Civil, private public places, chic willow 

Placemats adorn a monumental mahogany bar

Where tonight, joyful patrons, diverse 

People, digest courteous discourse and

Chivalrous discussions to the tune of

Whether a Creator or random chance

Is the reason for the present moment.

Little waffling over late night waffles, 

Eggs, and coffee; talks of substance and 

Circumstance ensuing long into the night; 

Imbued by another round of signature,

Short stack, square, buttermilk pancakes milking

Ontological speculations until

Milked dry; driving everyone to drive themselves 

Home before the talks turned to trite tautologies. 

- Gary Edward Geraci

Don’t Read GQ!

Don’t Read GQ!

They’ve lost the Way and Will to write.

Don’t Read GQ!

And risk your soul to Satan’s queue.

This manhood you seek is your right

And Christ is King and you his Knight!

Don’t Read GQ!

- Gary Edward Geraci

Promethean Neopelagian

Altar boys or girls?

Who’s image do they contain?

Since the beginning...

To kneel or to stand?

Is one way more reverent?

Either way is grace...

Bless the hand or tongue?

How shall we receive the Lord?

He did really Rise...

- Gary Edward Geraci

The Triolet Within

This One, Holy Trinity,

Deep within a person like me!

Be it be not a scarcity,

This One, Holy Trinity.

But One, whom birthed of purity,

Lives to love in souls from sea to sea.

This One, Holy Trinity,

Deep within a person like me!

- Gary Edward Geraci