A Father’s Faith

Faith
What is it
Like the seasons, does it change
Awaiting God's visit
Or is it constant and assured
Against all doubt
It be inured
Like an infant at his mother's breast,
A boy at father's play
Like him, compelled to be the best
A man, into his lover looks
And bedded, all his rage does rest

Where resides this faith in Father God
Pure reason [...]

August 11th, 2016|Poetry|

WHY WINE IS BETTER THAN A MAN

                        By Phil Ryan

Wine pleasures her by being unscrewed

Wine can be full bodied without a flabby middle

Wine can be fruity without being gay

And Beaujolais is never jealous of a handsome Chardonnay

Wine leaves […]

July 17th, 2016|Poetry|