This is a recent poem that I wrote called “The Snake”.

"The Snake" The stink of him was much like bugs, But not of butterflies or slugs, Or stings of honeybees that kill, Those people set so free, so still, Of things like dying, things like bugs, When set apart, consuming dung, Ashen flowers, ashen bugs, Had all been set apart to love, The lick and stink of death, decay, And none were freed none otherway, He went ahead with prickly lust, Who is like God as ageless rust, His stony face towards the sky, So ever seeing he could fly, Yet as the seagull, as the tit, He not above too had to shit.

This is a poem about a woman who I love: the poem is called “P.S., I Love You.”

There was a girl that I once kissed, Betwixt a time, sorrowful bliss, Which once I thought to describe doom, Forsaking autumns, winters, moon, Or sun or stars or kindred night, But long before, impoverished light, She never left me without love, Nor never ending flights of doves, Here gentle waters, gentle place, Was never answered as a space, That called to me, from you anew, The mystic newness, morning dew, That cooled my spirit, as my heart, Your never lost, I never start, Or beg or ask of the dismay, I never kept that anyway, I would not blink, I would not see, To your eyes only I was free, From all be now, as all, above, My sweet P.S., a light, a love.

The West Bank and Israel

The West Bank should be fully anexed by Israel.

This is a new poem that I wrote that is called "Spring Water".

"Spring Water" A warming fires'pleasant glow, Before a time so cold, so low, As when the sting of flame on skin, Became as real as anything, A pleasant rain when heat so great, Became as as skies without a weight, Or toil and pain, the droughts, the snow, Had come about the truth, a glow, I had not felt such perfect air, Since I had been a child so fair, She held my secret, so held deep, And then I promised, I would keep, Her close to mind and close, as love, As truth befallen, graves above, Before the stars had fell from skies, Where rainbows, doves, and raven's cry, About the love of moons and stars, The sunny light and dreams a far, From silly things as silly days, Was and shall be as all afray, As wondered calm, as wondered loss, I shall not end at any cost, To you or I or anyone, Sweet mercy held, sweet mercies won, I truly fell in love with her, In hopes of smelling pleasant myrrh.

This is a 16X20 inches oil on canvas paining that I recently made called "Saturday Afternoon." Enjoy!

The Future of the Palestinians in Biblical Prophecy

In the book of the Prophet Joel Chapter 3 from The Holy Bible, it says that because the Palestinians stole the silver and gold of God and His precious goodly things to bring to their temples, and have sold the Jews into the hand of the Grecians, which denotes the people of Europe and its diaspora, presumably likewise, as it was during the times of the European Ghettos and later the Holocaust, the Palestinians would be sold back to the Jews, as punishment by God and He would them have the Palestinians be sold to the Sabean people, which is the people who now dwell in the lands of Yemen and, presumably, Eritrea likewise. This is what shall soon occur, that they shall go to live in the lands of Yemen and, presumably Eritrea, likewise.

The Al-Aqsa Mosque And Why It Should Soon Be Carefully Demolished And Replaced With A Proper Temple Of Worship To The God Of Israel

Hamas and their many Palestinian enablers have recently shot, randomly, several rockets into the city of Jerusalem which could have damaged the Al-Aqsa mosque, proving that they have no principled respect or honour for that site, and that it should, therefore, be carefully taken back by Israel, carefully demolished and carefully and honourably be replaced with a proper temple of worship to The Lord God of Israel. That site was stolen, by those who worship Allah, instead of God. The site should come under the control of Israel to worship God. This should be done soon.