burden – The Consolations of Writing

The Weeping Prophet

To be a pariah takes only hateand the unshaken conviction that you,above all others, are right.To be an outcast you only need yellwhen a listening earmight salvage a soul.To be Jeremiah, you need more than that:not only conviction, not only the truthbut the burden of weeping,the burden of love,the knowledge that kingdoms are built ofContinue reading “The Weeping Prophet”

Quatrain (II)

I fell at your feet with the burden I carried Dragging my shoulders and soul to the ground. “The burden is mine, child,” you said while I tarried, Unable to rise and afraid to lay down.