18 Jul Corpus Meum
Posted at 14:06h
in Poems
Everliving God, I ever honor You
I praise you trembling and in precious fear
Gloria est Dei Patris
And Almighty God, I might still be able to
Repent of every evil if You would still appear
Mutatis mutandis
Then tell me, Domine, why every night
Sin still lurks to sate its appetite
Aut Deus aut nihil
Habeas corpus
If my thoughts indict my iniquities
Cordon them from my words and deeds
Hoc est Corpus Meum
Gossamer splays on heavy xenon rows
To hope in excess of mercy’s throes
Sed magis amica iustitia
Loathsome man am I, infirmus est
My prayers turn dry, I enter the final test
Cast from me my turgid eyes and pen
While I may speak the tongues of better men
Where the world has plunged its joints
Rend my soul from its latching points
Roma locutus, caritas vincit
Mea felix culpa
Mea maxima culpa
I turn to You, Lord, I ask You why
You made my accuser higher than I
Ribbon-reds unfurled, new wines profane
Bourbon-chested girl, Cross of Lorraine
Placid haunts the world, Mariposa vane
Sacer mundus mundat