Honeyed Muse swaggers,

Eyes crave greatest wish,

It leads, we follow….

“For if you grant admission to the Honeyed Muse in lyric or epic, pleasure and pain will be the lords of your city instead of law“— Plato (Republic 607 a).

Carmina ad Gloriae Dei

Songs to the Glory of God

Donald Lindsey

Hope

Personify Hope

Don’t live as if it were night

Live for morning Light

Blue Saturday

Cotton-like clouds hang

Bulbous, Artemis-like chest

Think I’ll dust my broom

To His Glory

Red’s pipes thrust, vibrate,
And pierce earth’s garrulous air,
Adoring the Lord

Life Imitates Art

Honeyed Muse swaggers,

Eyes crave greatest wish,

It leads, we follow….

META-POSTMODERN ME

POSTMODERN PEOPLE

I META ME META YOU

NOTHING FALSE NOTHING TRUE

Personify Hope

Don’t live as if it were night

Live for morning Light

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Cotton-like clouds hang

Bulbous, Artemis-like chest

Think I’ll dust my broom

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Red’s pipes thrust, vibrate, And pierce earth’s garrulous air, Adoring the Lord

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Honeyed Muse swaggers,

Eyes crave greatest wish,

It leads, we follow….

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Shout About It:

POSTMODERN PEOPLE

I META ME META YOU

NOTHING FALSE NOTHING TRUE

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Red’s pipes thrust, vibrate,
And pierce earth’s garrulous air,
Adoring the Lord