Poems from Patrick B. Maxwell
Martyr's Last Minute
I sweat the purple sweat of martyrs
and shiver the steel that burns and mutilates.
I see the faces of the murderers...
Archer's Quest
I fix my sight upon the star
and aim at where the angels are,
and twang the bowstring's amored song
that guides the...
Christmas Star
(The Mother of Christ)
I walk the midnight walk
and purchase for myself the starlight image
Impressed upon the mantle of...
My Loving God
I sin and you drop everything
and run after me.
You throw your arm over my
convulsing shoulder
and comfort my aching soul...
Midnight Prayer
You call upon me Lord and I don't know how to answer.
You see through me and I feel nothing.
You watch and I turn my...