An Internal Slant Rhyming Ballad from 1972

An Internal Slant Rhyming Ballad from 1972 A Former US Marine [1971-1972] ~ by John Gregory Evans © 5/14/2020 8:00:23 AM (5) 11 Line Stanzas, (1) 5 Line Envoi, the last line for each stanza a refrain. Envoi ddedE and the lines rhyme scheme = ababceddedE Stanza I I am fire fanning the flames of…

Volume I ~ War & Peace: An Introduction to Brevity

Volume I Upon Reading Leo Tolstoy’s ‘War and Peace:’ An Introduction in Brevity ~ Volume I Upon Reading Leo Tolstoy’s ‘War and Peace:’ An Introduction in Brevity ~ 1852, diary notations, a historical account of 19th century Russia fueled the light of Leo Tolstoy, commanding as were his military demise, the Decembrist’s (Tolstoy’s own class),…

Spinal Con-fusion

Spinal Con-fusion: A Combat Therapy By John Gregory Evans © 5/12/2020 8:25:38 AM There remains a deadened, freezing, almost an anesthetizing sense of dread upon my fingertips and hands, reaching deep into my leg’s nerves, shattered spinal cord, peeled away as one peels an orange. Walking, now a challenge, con-fusion of the fusion, cervical cord,…

Among the Streets, Thickets, & Thorns

Among the Streets, Thickets and Thorns By John Gregory Evans © 5/12/2020 5:56:33 AM I once knew two men who ran among the streets, thickets, and thorns, spreading the likes of themselves through gates of hell, ivory horns, thus, INK’g away bad seeds of scorn, around their auras shined only as worn. I had heard…

Coyote Moon Rising

Coyote Moon Rising John Gregory Evans © 5/11/2020 9:30:36 AM The Gulf of Mexico, mysterious whitecaps feel the colossal, dark figure brush my legs, left dangling as death upon a razor’s edge where my journey through the depths appear as overbearing. In the horizon’s twilight the ‘Naparima’ glides upon the depths as the designer intended,…

This Pale Moon

The pale moon can be invasive at times, lighting up my tiny room, to almost a dim freshness of sunshine echoing through. I think, of love who has passed me by, except the silver love and this lunar sky. We share so many nights, why not, and evenings, too, we are together, espoused we two.…

A Foreign Affair II

A Foreign Affair II By John Gregory Evans © 5/10/2020 2:42:35 AM For just a moment, protracted, a long-drawn-out affair, long black hair, with a painted face, of red, and brown so fair, An indulgent for her time-honored pleasure, an acknowledgement, together We shared an unknown ecstasy silent to the core, quaking to the fore.…

A Foreign Affair

Loneliness has a colorful appeal, Let us call it red, parted maws, lonely from a journey to freedom instead, A relinquished mass of peoples juxtaposed, liberty sows not upon this troubled land, a promise not to the populace cram. I simply hope for the people’s choice Not as from Tiananmen Square, The lovers of none,…

Updated Poem

Upon the Cusp of Blackness’ Ride John Gregory Evans © 5/9/2020 12:01:04 PM Upon the cusp of blackness, we stare, I see a hope clinging to the everywhere, religiosity is an interior pull of white corpses walking, without purpose but to be saved through the mechanized wheel of traveldom, your misfortune, where dead bodies aspire…

On the Cusp of Blackness’ Ride

Upon the cusp of blackness, we stare, I See a hope clinging to the everywhere, Religiosity is an interior pull Of white corpses Walking, without purpose but to be saved Through the mechanized wheel of Misfortune, where dead bodies aspire to heal. As if a preacher man from the Right Conceals the truth together, tonight…

Sixty Minutes of Deadly Fire

Sixty Minutes of Deadly Fire John Evans © 5/8/2020 3:10:24 PM When one is enjoying life sixty-minutes takes no time to pass. But when one trains for a jungle war sixty-minutes ne’er will. Visions of dying surface to the heart pumping, faster and faster till velocity feels the tip of your nose. Every third round,…

The Little Boy I Used to Be

The Little Boy I Used to Be By John Evans © 5/8/2020 1:47:50 PM When I was young, say back at five My spirit flew, I was alive. Vacation Bible School And a cherry orchard, walk Along a dirt path The sour taste, but Oh, so good Mother and dad Walked hand in hand I…

Red Sky at Night

A semi-bald man sits at his breakfast nook eating his eggs Florentine Oh, the colors of the peppers diversified Onions, tomatoes, Cremini mushrooms sautéed in a golden buttery fusion delight the red sky at night Why, smooth sailing said the old man breath of aromatic tunes Playing on the radio in his wooden sloop that…

John Gregory Evans Quote # 4

John Gregory Evans Quote # 4 In retrospect, life’s outcome always rests in the love God has for humanity. Let us love one another through regular intervals of demonstrating not just love but mercy as well. We cannot escape His Presence, so why try. Rest in knowing the Most-High rests within a willing heart, one…

John Gregory Evans Quote # 2

John Gregory Evans Quote # 2 Through the voice of King David, throughout his book of Psalms I have learnt many a good thing. Mostly what I see through his experience is to burn for God, embrace your love for God, he is our Beloved Shepherd in who all our trust must lay.

John Gregory Evans Quote # 1

John Gregory Evans Quote 1 The most relevant place in my life where God has perpetuated His goodness has been through the in-depth Presence of prayer, the hearts of others, and in a special kind of Adoration through reverence in the heart and soul while being a child.

Monastery

Monastery by John Gregory Evans © 5/6/2020 3:48:39 AM Interior pull a Springtime day sixty – mile drive the gate pulls me in to where beauty begins inside. Hearts play from heaven the Visitation Jeramiah, yes wisdom, goodness, reverence for the Word A kindred bond The Abbott’s invitation, thus lunchtime. Brother monks, Priests, gather at…

Covid-19 Experience # 1

The Covid-19 Experience # 1 John G. Evans © 5/4/2020 1:01:58 AM A Human Response to Covid-19 depends entirely upon personal acceptance, a moral era to a beginning of ‘thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven,’ as global fossil fuel emissions are cleared from the atmosphere, brotherhood and love thy neighbor…

Bigotry Offends

Bigotry Offends By John G Evans © 5/2/2020 2:15:22 PM Slavery, thus, white demands, ne’er mirroring goodness at hand. I, white as hell, but how may I learn suffering of your ages in our land? Why, these biased mechanisms for control of a race, piss on you, take injuries away! Tired of looking at ‘em…

John G. Evans

Truth as a Child May See ~ Deadened fossils of the past, worries of the future, as opening in the present moment the healing of a suture. Why, must I torture myself? This past thus dead and gone, and the future nowhere to be seen, all that clearly remains is transforming our minds to living…

The Cabin at Julia Davis Park Viewpoint One of my favorite images of architecture was on the 11th floor of the Hyatt Regency river walk in San Antonio. I believe this old building is the old US Post Office Main. A Church walking along the San Antonio River. I love this area. An athletic stadium…

Woman: Giver of Life, Giver of Fire

My journey has been incredibly lengthy throughout the duration of my life. Since a child I have witnessed many encounters of a divine kind. Mostly I have understood in wake of the ego, hence, setting me back further in my thoughts. Tonight, Tuesday morning 02/16/2021, I am writing another of these witnessed encounters. I have…

A Humbling Transformation & Apology

You know friends, every now and then someone comes into your life who transforms you into a better person, and this is a good, heart-warming story of friendships that took place over four decades ago. This should say how arrogant and egotistical I used to be because the epiphany I embraced occurred just this early…

Some Photographic Images

The following are some images I have accomplished to take. Most I was trying to become used to my 85mm lens and self portraits with a 50mm. This was some time back, though. My efforts were an A+ but I can and have photographed better since. I am rolling out this forthcoming week to photograph…

S. Fork Boise River

The following image was photographed near Prairie, Idaho on a photographic field trip with my good friend Thom. I photographed over 100 plus images throughout the day. We began at 0800 a.m. and completed our work by 1530 p.m. Obviously, the image was high in the mountains (by the end of the day we climbed…

Pen & Ink

Here, I drew and inked my rendition of how I feel and love Native America. I drew this some 12-13 years ago in 2009. I honestly feel this was the best art I have ever created with a pen. I would love to hear thoughts regarding this artwork. Thank you.

Light & Shadow Photography

I created 10 B & W images for the sake of experimenting light & shadow. I am engaged in a class to attune my spiritual eyes, so I created these to be more dramatic as B & W images. I have learned that shadow plays an even bigger picture than I'd imagine. Shadow when rendered…

For Trauma Survivors

"Trauma survivors often have a hard time understanding their value. Living with hard experiences alters the way you see yourself. However, other people exist outside of your experience and see you for the irreplaceable gift that you are." J. Yandle ~