Thursday, December 18, 2014
onyx
Onyx
12-13-14
Sampling my prisms
Yet to embark on another tome
Of rhyme bridging the schisms
R.E.M. on my computer speakers
Of downloads for free
And moderate mannerisms
I hear the fireworks of another
Black Silk pot yet brewing
This one goes out to the One I love
Seeming to be lacking its indigo
The onyx as my latest muse
As soon the sun cometh up
On my peacefulness
By my new drug in its tranquility
I give it another alibi
In that I let it fly...
Trying Cessation
12-13-14
Watching my Wellbutrin
Knowing not its adversity
Sampling my Chantax
Hoping for no such antagonism
O, will it work alongside my other prescription drugs
I'm better best to rearrange
And if it works for me
It's nothing strange
By such an insatiable craving
Yet conducive
In that it tastes good to me
It's the beginning of a new world
As far as purblind eyes can clearly see
And I feel wonderful...
Stand Back And Listen
12-13-14
Taking up Geometry
O, stand back and listen
Hanging up more ornaments
To reflect colored lights that glisten
Keep a chart and a calendar
And log the day's events
Before your alter ego repents
You can train yourself to cease and desist
And consider making a more healthy shopping list
My family tree serves as my motive to live on
And to be good to myself
Come the light of another dawn
Taking up trigonometry
Until I disengage the blade
To cut the lawn...
Four Down, One To Go
12-13-14
Journal pages can be like cigarette rolling papers
When you run out you can always get more
O, stand back and observe
In what you have found in this
Keeping motives pure
And I'm up before the light of day
To write these rhymes until my hand gets sore
Try to wear this on your sleeve
By my repetitious act of self destruction
One raises his fingers to his mouth
As a learned behavior
Such seems to be a long shot
But it's worth another try...
Trans Fat
12-13-14
Don't mean to be parsimonious
Hallelujiah, it was another wonderful trip
To the steak house with Mother
Coming home to talk about the passion
And hum along to my spiritual ration
Not everyone can carry the weight of the world of fashion
I'm back in the swing of things
This is not all that she wrote
According to my generous ration
When I try to give it up
I'm losing track of the time
Apology accepted
I didn't need to miss the boat
Where trans fat sticks to my blood vessels
In that talk is cheap
Come the tongue that wrestles...
flask
Flask
1-4-14
Is Christ therefore a minister of sin
God forbid
By my memories
Of the out trips
To the convenience store
Sipping my coffee upon which is a tight lid
I could not seal shut
What I had on my heart
To but shine forth
Being one to gamble
By which my wages I yet bid
For if I build again the things destroyed
I make myself a transgressor
Yet amongst and amid
As a window pried ajar
And my deeds that travel far...
Odd And Even
1-4-14
I, through the law
Died to the law
That I might live to God
While that which appears to be even
Has potential to be found as odd
Where it is I that no longer liveth
But Christ in me
In that I am yet to love them
With an iron rod
Capturing this base riff
To build my hut with bricks of sod
For if righteousness comes by this law
Then Christ is dead in vain
Made once again alive
By the thawing of snowfall
That melts into rain....
Two Sides Included
1-4-14
Justification is wholly apart from the law
Where grace doth abound
As well inside dishes of red beets and coleslaw
O, foolish Galatians
Who hath bewitched thee
That you should base this faith upon vegetables raw
Where so is contained more nutrition
By the wall torn down
Of such a partition
Turning the pulpit over to Bruce
He has a new style
In his eighteenth studio album
Coming out next Tuesday
I say this much to be not one to deny Him....
Putting In Another Shift
1-4-14
I practice my faith
Every time I look back down upon my Bible page
Where I can always come back to it
According to today's shift and worker's wage
Being today the poet
Twice before called the sage
Before whose eyes Jesus was clearly portrayed among you
As crucified where the way is narrow
But the mind yet is vast and wide
I put my faith into action
Every time I take up this pen
Being one grateful for this advantage
To read the book of Galatians again....
Dead And Alive
1-4-14
Last night I fell fast asleep
During the Cotton Bowl
To dream of what I would try to do
According to my new years resolution and goal
So I step up to turn off my television
And went on my merry way
Back to bed in my own way
Of being very much alive while dead
As so my cat uses my Schofield Bible for a pillow
And man doth not live upon only bread
Not by the works of law
But by the hearing of faith
Much more than just in my head....
On Galatians 3:9
1-4-14
Those whom are of faith
Are blessed with our believing Abraham
So I answered again my telephone
And it was another money making scam
I should have talked to them about Jesus
But I just hung up and went back to my meditation
Determined to make it through the day
With a word such as Beautiful
That was all I had to say
Still subject to the works of the law
And therefore I see this curse
With prayers that as well
My brother will come to understand this verse....
1-4-14
Is Christ therefore a minister of sin
God forbid
By my memories
Of the out trips
To the convenience store
Sipping my coffee upon which is a tight lid
I could not seal shut
What I had on my heart
To but shine forth
Being one to gamble
By which my wages I yet bid
For if I build again the things destroyed
I make myself a transgressor
Yet amongst and amid
As a window pried ajar
And my deeds that travel far...
Odd And Even
1-4-14
I, through the law
Died to the law
That I might live to God
While that which appears to be even
Has potential to be found as odd
Where it is I that no longer liveth
But Christ in me
In that I am yet to love them
With an iron rod
Capturing this base riff
To build my hut with bricks of sod
For if righteousness comes by this law
Then Christ is dead in vain
Made once again alive
By the thawing of snowfall
That melts into rain....
Two Sides Included
1-4-14
Justification is wholly apart from the law
Where grace doth abound
As well inside dishes of red beets and coleslaw
O, foolish Galatians
Who hath bewitched thee
That you should base this faith upon vegetables raw
Where so is contained more nutrition
By the wall torn down
Of such a partition
Turning the pulpit over to Bruce
He has a new style
In his eighteenth studio album
Coming out next Tuesday
I say this much to be not one to deny Him....
Putting In Another Shift
1-4-14
I practice my faith
Every time I look back down upon my Bible page
Where I can always come back to it
According to today's shift and worker's wage
Being today the poet
Twice before called the sage
Before whose eyes Jesus was clearly portrayed among you
As crucified where the way is narrow
But the mind yet is vast and wide
I put my faith into action
Every time I take up this pen
Being one grateful for this advantage
To read the book of Galatians again....
Dead And Alive
1-4-14
Last night I fell fast asleep
During the Cotton Bowl
To dream of what I would try to do
According to my new years resolution and goal
So I step up to turn off my television
And went on my merry way
Back to bed in my own way
Of being very much alive while dead
As so my cat uses my Schofield Bible for a pillow
And man doth not live upon only bread
Not by the works of law
But by the hearing of faith
Much more than just in my head....
On Galatians 3:9
1-4-14
Those whom are of faith
Are blessed with our believing Abraham
So I answered again my telephone
And it was another money making scam
I should have talked to them about Jesus
But I just hung up and went back to my meditation
Determined to make it through the day
With a word such as Beautiful
That was all I had to say
Still subject to the works of the law
And therefore I see this curse
With prayers that as well
My brother will come to understand this verse....
Saturday, December 6, 2014
wish
Wish
11-9-14
I make a wish just to get through today
At my magic time of eleven eleven
Get back on my case
Jesus advocate for all of my discontent
So shall the coming of the son of man ought to be
Come the main point of these things we are saying
We have a High Priest in the heavens
That knows our infirmities
You're a reasonable man
Get back on my case
We know not until the flood doth come upon us
Set yourself on fire
O, what did I see when I go there
Today to build my wall
O, watch and pray as leaves still fall
I make my will to but be
As one to survive it
Heaven and earth shall pass away
But my words will not
Jump into the river
And let your angels swim away
I make my wish...
Consider
11-9-14
Now consider how great this man still is
As of today now consider all that you've been through
In that it is made new
I make my wish just to persevere
And to myself be real and true
Endless and indissoluble
As one of the few
Endless and continual
Written by another pen of blue
Stopped at Rutter's for my jerky and smoke
Blessed is such a servant
Whom his Lord when he comes
Is found in intercession
O, watch and pray
Until the end of the day
To anoint and make fat
He whom lost much weight
From prayer and fasting
For the cause of a covenant everlasting
Now consider....
Anticipation
11-9-14
I have much to look forward to
In my coffee house and my library
I couldn't taste it
But I came to know how it could be
Five had oil and the other five had not
I pray for this wisdom when I return
For I still have so much more to learn
In the beginning was the Word
The Word was with God
And the Word was God
By my goal to express all joy and sorrow
In hopes for another prolific tomorrow
I'm tired and naked
Stepping out of the bath water
In a clean change of briefs and socks
I have much to look forward to...
Wade
11-9-14
I make a wish just to get through today
At my magic time of eleven eleven
Get back on my case
Jesus advocate for all of my discontent
So shall the coming of the son of man ought to be
Come the main point of these things we are saying
We have a High Priest in the heavens
That knows our infirmities
You're a reasonable man
Get back on my case
We know not until the flood doth come upon us
Set yourself on fire
O, what did I see when I go there
Today to build my wall
O, watch and pray as leaves still fall
I make my will to but be
As one to survive it
Heaven and earth shall pass away
But my words will not
Jump into the river
And let your angels swim away
I make my wish...
Consider
11-9-14
Now consider how great this man still is
As of today now consider all that you've been through
In that it is made new
I make my wish just to persevere
And to myself be real and true
Endless and indissoluble
As one of the few
Endless and continual
Written by another pen of blue
Stopped at Rutter's for my jerky and smoke
Blessed is such a servant
Whom his Lord when he comes
Is found in intercession
O, watch and pray
Until the end of the day
To anoint and make fat
He whom lost much weight
From prayer and fasting
For the cause of a covenant everlasting
Now consider....
Anticipation
11-9-14
I have much to look forward to
In my coffee house and my library
I couldn't taste it
But I came to know how it could be
Five had oil and the other five had not
I pray for this wisdom when I return
For I still have so much more to learn
In the beginning was the Word
The Word was with God
And the Word was God
By my goal to express all joy and sorrow
In hopes for another prolific tomorrow
I'm tired and naked
Stepping out of the bath water
In a clean change of briefs and socks
I have much to look forward to...
Wade
Friday, November 28, 2014
On Ezekiel 33:9
10-20-14
I have decided to press onward
Back to face the music
Playing my worst archives first
To invite the unknown
You can do anything when you put your mind to it
I didn't like the idea about positive thinking
Seemingly miniscule
In the scope but provided
Of a God one cannot fathom
Where one cannot separate
The secular from its sacred
Letting it fly
Just the way that it is
Yeah, if thou warn the wicked
In his way you do well
I have decided to press onward
For my courtesans that sit on my left hand
For the cause of compassion
I have decided to press on....
Implosion
10-20-14
Bursting inward
By my implosion
To but integrate and embrace
My weakness come this ingressive release I seek today
Love, joy and peace
The answer came in the wind and rain
To associate with noblemen
And ramble on like a desert
Like a lover that comes and spreads her wings
And I ramble on to but brush my broadside
And boast of this benevolence
In circle songs in the sands of time
Mulish and unyielding
Like a song that is sung to seal the sky
I pray for the rain
Bursting inward....
As I Live
10-20-14
As I live
I have no pleasure
In the death of those that are turning away
O, as I die
I have compassion in stories to tell
And, O, so much more
To say O, turn from your evil ways
As one to bleat, pine, pant and neigh
Unmoved by persuasion
Obdurate and unyielding
Loving life while it is still called today
Stubbornly resistant to all moral influence
This I will but justify and condone
With nothing more to but prove
As I live I come to know my pain that bringeth pleasure
Come my heart and its treasure
As I die in this innocence
And its leisure...
Broad Mind
10-20-14
10-20-14
I have decided to press onward
Back to face the music
Playing my worst archives first
To invite the unknown
You can do anything when you put your mind to it
I didn't like the idea about positive thinking
Seemingly miniscule
In the scope but provided
Of a God one cannot fathom
Where one cannot separate
The secular from its sacred
Letting it fly
Just the way that it is
Yeah, if thou warn the wicked
In his way you do well
I have decided to press onward
For my courtesans that sit on my left hand
For the cause of compassion
I have decided to press on....
Implosion
10-20-14
Bursting inward
By my implosion
To but integrate and embrace
My weakness come this ingressive release I seek today
Love, joy and peace
The answer came in the wind and rain
To associate with noblemen
And ramble on like a desert
Like a lover that comes and spreads her wings
And I ramble on to but brush my broadside
And boast of this benevolence
In circle songs in the sands of time
Mulish and unyielding
Like a song that is sung to seal the sky
I pray for the rain
Bursting inward....
As I Live
10-20-14
As I live
I have no pleasure
In the death of those that are turning away
O, as I die
I have compassion in stories to tell
And, O, so much more
To say O, turn from your evil ways
As one to bleat, pine, pant and neigh
Unmoved by persuasion
Obdurate and unyielding
Loving life while it is still called today
Stubbornly resistant to all moral influence
This I will but justify and condone
With nothing more to but prove
As I live I come to know my pain that bringeth pleasure
Come my heart and its treasure
As I die in this innocence
And its leisure...
Broad Mind
10-20-14
Sunday, November 9, 2014
Lepidoptera
Another Sweet New Beginning
10-19-14
Come the principles of authenticity
O, transform your fears
And to be as One that does something with it
And not only hears
Yet to consult my Felix Valletton
And to husk these ears
By another sweet new beginning
Called to be apostles, prophets and seers
In food dreams repetitive
I'm still reeling in the years
I find myself wading in a stagnant pool
Of waters bleak
But at least I can count myself
Among the blessed that are the meek
Come the principles of authenticity
I will always be as One to seek...
Lepidoptera
10-20-14
Going to the fields of the Ozarks
Loving the Lepidoptera
Wanting the waning of this wayward weal and woe
I make my plan and work it out
And I don't need to know my guru is out of town
As I reach so high to stoop so low
By my latest idolatry condoned and justified
Doing better than just so so
In that sometimes I wish there was no partiality
Come gossamer wing
Landing on my left big toe
She finds her way
With the Zarucco
By the light of day
More than come what may
I will go there again tomorrow
And come to terms with joy and sorrow.....
Species
10-20-14
Belligerent buckeyes bask in bliss
With mellifluous metalmarks
That contend with this
A laugh and a half
She says just that
With generous gossamers
Of great gain, O give it to me
By sentimental skippers of pleasure and pain
And hallowed hairstreaks
It is as beauty to my naked eye
I ramble on for this cause alone
And give up the question why
By compassionate coppers
And neighboring species
According to what the eye can but behold
It is wonderful in that it won't get old
As the sun goes down sooner each day
And nights grow cold...
Chemoreceptor
10-20-14
No plan today save this
Come regal fritillaries of weal and woe
And neighboring species that bask in bliss
By the chemoreceptor of constant change
By my duskywing devotion
By my maritoba mellifluous
By the fashion of frenulum
By the ration of retinaclum
I have my work cut out for me
In inventions of Franklin and Edison
Where it's no longer about the medicine
Yet to research Archimedes
But for what
O, I inquire
And O, why do I even try
No plan today save just this....
To Be Oblique
10-20-14
O, it can't hurt to seek this out
If you hate theroms
O, blame Pythagoras
When in doubt
Come parallel planes
And intersecting lines of skew segments of serenity
That today I choose to come to see
I let it fly in my being of no one but just Me
This entry is only an experiment
To see just how I will grasp it
Just the way that it is
To be yet oblique
And befriend the adder
And its neighboring asp
O, it can't hurt to but research
What my eye wants to see
It can't hurt....
10-19-14
Come the principles of authenticity
O, transform your fears
And to be as One that does something with it
And not only hears
Yet to consult my Felix Valletton
And to husk these ears
By another sweet new beginning
Called to be apostles, prophets and seers
In food dreams repetitive
I'm still reeling in the years
I find myself wading in a stagnant pool
Of waters bleak
But at least I can count myself
Among the blessed that are the meek
Come the principles of authenticity
I will always be as One to seek...
Lepidoptera
10-20-14
Going to the fields of the Ozarks
Loving the Lepidoptera
Wanting the waning of this wayward weal and woe
I make my plan and work it out
And I don't need to know my guru is out of town
As I reach so high to stoop so low
By my latest idolatry condoned and justified
Doing better than just so so
In that sometimes I wish there was no partiality
Come gossamer wing
Landing on my left big toe
She finds her way
With the Zarucco
By the light of day
More than come what may
I will go there again tomorrow
And come to terms with joy and sorrow.....
Species
10-20-14
Belligerent buckeyes bask in bliss
With mellifluous metalmarks
That contend with this
A laugh and a half
She says just that
With generous gossamers
Of great gain, O give it to me
By sentimental skippers of pleasure and pain
And hallowed hairstreaks
It is as beauty to my naked eye
I ramble on for this cause alone
And give up the question why
By compassionate coppers
And neighboring species
According to what the eye can but behold
It is wonderful in that it won't get old
As the sun goes down sooner each day
And nights grow cold...
Chemoreceptor
10-20-14
No plan today save this
Come regal fritillaries of weal and woe
And neighboring species that bask in bliss
By the chemoreceptor of constant change
By my duskywing devotion
By my maritoba mellifluous
By the fashion of frenulum
By the ration of retinaclum
I have my work cut out for me
In inventions of Franklin and Edison
Where it's no longer about the medicine
Yet to research Archimedes
But for what
O, I inquire
And O, why do I even try
No plan today save just this....
To Be Oblique
10-20-14
O, it can't hurt to seek this out
If you hate theroms
O, blame Pythagoras
When in doubt
Come parallel planes
And intersecting lines of skew segments of serenity
That today I choose to come to see
I let it fly in my being of no one but just Me
This entry is only an experiment
To see just how I will grasp it
Just the way that it is
To be yet oblique
And befriend the adder
And its neighboring asp
O, it can't hurt to but research
What my eye wants to see
It can't hurt....
Monday, November 3, 2014
news
Front Page News
3-8-09
Guilty as charged
Of taking a piss upon a Catholic church wall
Guilty as charged
Of desecrating the word and its letter quite small
Even if I feel to stand tall
Doesn't make me feel any better
The devil wants to make you feel
That you are unworthy and inept
As into your closet of prayer
Spiders and roaches have crept
The genius has become the pea brain
He that is said to have his shit together
Is labeled insane.....
I Am Guilty As Charged
3-8-09
Some say ignorance is bliss
Others claim that knowledge is joy
I am yet guilty in this
Man tries to rebuild what God doth destroy
Obligated to pursuits that seem empty and vain
Life becomes more complicated
As we balance pleasure with pain
Sister in Christ tells me
To keep doing what I'm doing
Yet I ought to call her a friend
And take self worth
Even when they are booing
That which is personal
Ought to be shared with the masses
As cattle still seek places of greener grasses...
K.H.Y.
3-8-09
Dumbo had big ears
Moses had hid doubts and fears
Neighbor of mine blows my mind
Dots on my left hand
I wonder what it means
I can go to a psychic
To be filled in with the missing scenes
K.H.Y.
What does this connote
Voice says that we are all in the same boat
We spill out the wine
Yet we drink the swine
My life is in shambles
But in the Lord I'm doing fine
Listen not unto the word of mouth
Go places and you'll forget what is north and south
K.H.Y.
What can this mean?
Still Wondering About K.H.Y.
3-8-09
We're all guilty of it
What is it, you might ask
We take our lashes
And all the bullshit
We bear the burden of our task
Been to Mars and to hell and back
So it seems
Already possess what I think I lack
Thinking of last night's dreams
The whisper that came to me asked
What exactly would I say
Sweat drips from my armpits
If worry is worship
As I panic yet I pray
Everyone needs to have their place
I am not worthy to know of God's grace...
We Ask, Is This Blasphemy
3-8-09
We talk about religion and salvation
To see that all that it is is a gamble
Looking for our peace and elation
We end up only in masturbation
As we ramble
We break our backs to earn money
For Big Macs
Consider spider webs and her egg sacks
The ear is never filled
The bugs are never killed
It is up to the individual to decide
Just what is self confidence
Next to conceit or pride
And the road goes on forever....
3-8-09
Guilty as charged
Of taking a piss upon a Catholic church wall
Guilty as charged
Of desecrating the word and its letter quite small
Even if I feel to stand tall
Doesn't make me feel any better
The devil wants to make you feel
That you are unworthy and inept
As into your closet of prayer
Spiders and roaches have crept
The genius has become the pea brain
He that is said to have his shit together
Is labeled insane.....
I Am Guilty As Charged
3-8-09
Some say ignorance is bliss
Others claim that knowledge is joy
I am yet guilty in this
Man tries to rebuild what God doth destroy
Obligated to pursuits that seem empty and vain
Life becomes more complicated
As we balance pleasure with pain
Sister in Christ tells me
To keep doing what I'm doing
Yet I ought to call her a friend
And take self worth
Even when they are booing
That which is personal
Ought to be shared with the masses
As cattle still seek places of greener grasses...
K.H.Y.
3-8-09
Dumbo had big ears
Moses had hid doubts and fears
Neighbor of mine blows my mind
Dots on my left hand
I wonder what it means
I can go to a psychic
To be filled in with the missing scenes
K.H.Y.
What does this connote
Voice says that we are all in the same boat
We spill out the wine
Yet we drink the swine
My life is in shambles
But in the Lord I'm doing fine
Listen not unto the word of mouth
Go places and you'll forget what is north and south
K.H.Y.
What can this mean?
Still Wondering About K.H.Y.
3-8-09
We're all guilty of it
What is it, you might ask
We take our lashes
And all the bullshit
We bear the burden of our task
Been to Mars and to hell and back
So it seems
Already possess what I think I lack
Thinking of last night's dreams
The whisper that came to me asked
What exactly would I say
Sweat drips from my armpits
If worry is worship
As I panic yet I pray
Everyone needs to have their place
I am not worthy to know of God's grace...
We Ask, Is This Blasphemy
3-8-09
We talk about religion and salvation
To see that all that it is is a gamble
Looking for our peace and elation
We end up only in masturbation
As we ramble
We break our backs to earn money
For Big Macs
Consider spider webs and her egg sacks
The ear is never filled
The bugs are never killed
It is up to the individual to decide
Just what is self confidence
Next to conceit or pride
And the road goes on forever....
Sunday, November 2, 2014
cracker
Cracker
9-27-14
Cracker crumbs on the soles of my sandals
Such was the trigger on another library day
I yet review in my journal
Stepping into my Jesus shoes
For the cause of life
And all that I can find
When I go there
Come the fifth week without my ipod
It's better this way
Yet to beget my own son of Haggith
Knowing not what it means
In something more of such I can say
As Patriot Day comes and goes
And I wish them well on their way
And today I read my own word
Just as well to gain new insight
Into cracker crumbs on the soles of my Jesus shoes
She's the trigger....
It's On
9-28-14
Of lonely Lepidoptera
I find my way straight through into a new day
Come freedom for my frenulum
I spread my wings and fly
To but find my way straight on through
Into a new day
Of reactionary retinaclum
I decipher this message
For the cause of making sense
Out of what I might say
Yet in the pupa stage
I love the sound of the turning
Of my bible page
And the coffee is on
It's on...
Another Percolation
9-28-14
Hoping to hone in on Hawthorne
It takes discipline to stay with it
And today again I will be but born
In the percolation of another pot of Black Silk
I rejoice in that I wander from Asher Pagiel
The son of Orcan tonight
I have no need for internet porn
Hoping to hone in on Nathaniel
In that A is the letter
And I'm feeling so much better
Now that I have faced the music....
Clash
9-28-14
Karmic chemoreceptors clash and collide
From behind shut eyes
Bleeding color on the scene
We make today upon the hill
Back to the congregation
I am what I am
Here and now by his grace
Sometimes I wish there was no prejudice
Or partiality
But without this diversity
The world would be a dull place to live
Come karmic chemoreceptors
We learn the lesson today
In that we can give...
Trisected
9-28-14
As trisected is segment BC
There is so much more in it today for me
In longitudinal leisure
The study is my earthly pleasure
Writing my latest entry
That will serve as my treasure
O, what do you cherish
So asks a distant brother I lost track of
As one to but be the hypotenuse
As for this mathematics
I come to know God is love
As trisected is segment BC
May we make our mark
Upon another empty page
Because to do such
We are set free
Trisected...
Lost Sheep
9-28-14
Come supplementary angles oblique
Today knowledge as for hidden treasures
I will but seek
As it is written
Blessed are the meek
Wherein I write this rhyme in the dark
To reach again my valley and its peak
Come my latest entry
I tend to but reek
Helplessly biding my time in the grass
I am as the lost sheep
That doth delve deep
Come complimentary angles trisected
I find my way by touch alone
Even when I cannot see it
In standing on my own...
Getting There
9-28-14
O, for most our joy is rare
As one that claims to be afraid to care
I savor the pain in the pulling of a nose hair
Just to realize it for what it is
In that I'm getting there
O, for most this joy is scarce
So may us treasure every moment
Of peace of mind
Using my zygomaticus major
To but show them who I am
O, be the one to grin and bear it
I'm getting there....
9-27-14
Cracker crumbs on the soles of my sandals
Such was the trigger on another library day
I yet review in my journal
Stepping into my Jesus shoes
For the cause of life
And all that I can find
When I go there
Come the fifth week without my ipod
It's better this way
Yet to beget my own son of Haggith
Knowing not what it means
In something more of such I can say
As Patriot Day comes and goes
And I wish them well on their way
And today I read my own word
Just as well to gain new insight
Into cracker crumbs on the soles of my Jesus shoes
She's the trigger....
It's On
9-28-14
Of lonely Lepidoptera
I find my way straight through into a new day
Come freedom for my frenulum
I spread my wings and fly
To but find my way straight on through
Into a new day
Of reactionary retinaclum
I decipher this message
For the cause of making sense
Out of what I might say
Yet in the pupa stage
I love the sound of the turning
Of my bible page
And the coffee is on
It's on...
Another Percolation
9-28-14
Hoping to hone in on Hawthorne
It takes discipline to stay with it
And today again I will be but born
In the percolation of another pot of Black Silk
I rejoice in that I wander from Asher Pagiel
The son of Orcan tonight
I have no need for internet porn
Hoping to hone in on Nathaniel
In that A is the letter
And I'm feeling so much better
Now that I have faced the music....
Clash
9-28-14
Karmic chemoreceptors clash and collide
From behind shut eyes
Bleeding color on the scene
We make today upon the hill
Back to the congregation
I am what I am
Here and now by his grace
Sometimes I wish there was no prejudice
Or partiality
But without this diversity
The world would be a dull place to live
Come karmic chemoreceptors
We learn the lesson today
In that we can give...
Trisected
9-28-14
As trisected is segment BC
There is so much more in it today for me
In longitudinal leisure
The study is my earthly pleasure
Writing my latest entry
That will serve as my treasure
O, what do you cherish
So asks a distant brother I lost track of
As one to but be the hypotenuse
As for this mathematics
I come to know God is love
As trisected is segment BC
May we make our mark
Upon another empty page
Because to do such
We are set free
Trisected...
Lost Sheep
9-28-14
Come supplementary angles oblique
Today knowledge as for hidden treasures
I will but seek
As it is written
Blessed are the meek
Wherein I write this rhyme in the dark
To reach again my valley and its peak
Come my latest entry
I tend to but reek
Helplessly biding my time in the grass
I am as the lost sheep
That doth delve deep
Come complimentary angles trisected
I find my way by touch alone
Even when I cannot see it
In standing on my own...
Getting There
9-28-14
O, for most our joy is rare
As one that claims to be afraid to care
I savor the pain in the pulling of a nose hair
Just to realize it for what it is
In that I'm getting there
O, for most this joy is scarce
So may us treasure every moment
Of peace of mind
Using my zygomaticus major
To but show them who I am
O, be the one to grin and bear it
I'm getting there....
Thursday, October 30, 2014
intaglio
Intaglio
10-20-14
Whither the forerunner is for us
Whether our God will hate or adore us
As so the enemy still doth but abhor us
We are a threat to all that he premeditates
To return from the slaughter of kings
To be but poor
And as one to be possessing all things
Giving one tenth part of all
By interpretation
The king of peace
By hillside and by its brae
I plow on through the day
I bid you, O sweet afternoon
To be as one to never fall
I will keep knocking
Until I get an answer....
Intaglio (Part 2)
10-20-14
10-20-14
Whither the forerunner is for us
Whether our God will hate or adore us
As so the enemy still doth but abhor us
We are a threat to all that he premeditates
To return from the slaughter of kings
To be but poor
And as one to be possessing all things
Giving one tenth part of all
By interpretation
The king of peace
By hillside and by its brae
I plow on through the day
I bid you, O sweet afternoon
To be as one to never fall
I will keep knocking
Until I get an answer....
Intaglio (Part 2)
10-20-14
nonlinear
Nonlinear
10-20-14
Its effects are nonlinear
It won't hurt to try to take it up
But, O, what is it
I emphatically inquire
By the ratio of air to its water
Earth and fire
Hello, baby, I'm gone, goodbye
Come my affirmation of my latest entry
Come supplementary angles
That perch when they wish to fly
Coming to be as one to whisper
I will sell my soul for a good day
But, O, why
When I can have it all
In these longitudinal studies
Its effects are nonlinear
Come deep thoughts that comfort
And pondering to but console....
Exercise
10-20-14
Given my assignment
To try to write more neatly
A seemingly impossible endeavor
That only seems to make it more illegible
But why, O, but why not
To find new meaning in rehashing
Come the art show at York Collage
I didn't need to go there
Given this assignment
To slow down
And make the moment mean something to me
The worst that can happen
Is that I'll lapse back into compliancy
O, so be it just as it is
I'm given this assignment
To but simply be and just be me....
Perfect For A Seminar
10-20-14
Come the seminar on aerodynamics
And that of me to but fly
I've got to admit that I'm a little bit confused
At the community meeting that I decline from
Attempting taking up my casual interest in this sweet solitude
Much abused in the valley in its dale on stormy seas
I am One to set sail
Surely blessing I will bless thee
In that God doth never fail
It is impossible for God to lie
Of tuckahoes and sclerotiums
And this fungus found while heaven bound
To quality sound
I am what I am
To attend the seminar
Where there is much to hear...
Hyphae
10-20-14
I tuck into tenacity
I vouch for this velocity
Of food and sweets on city streets
For deviled eggs and red beets
At the chime of eleven
For milk and strong meats
Of threadlike elements saving seats
Of hyphae and its mycelium and steady beats
Quicken me according to thine word
Broken by trained personnel
Stop putting yourself down the way that you do
Of what is gnostic and esoteric
I'd leave it alone if I were you
But O, I am me
And tenacious I will be...
My Grouse
10-20-14
He was fitted with collar and chain
To make his wish for a good week ahead of him
In spite of clouds and rain
Where prices kept the view for pleasure and pain
And the wind begins to howl
But we keep it simple and plain
And I pray that these words have not been in vain
As a member of early heretical and mystical sects
Of his natural and corporeal existence
Pertaining to what cometh next
I pour another cup of coffee
Even when I might be afflicted and sore vexed
With much ado about nothing at all
And gallinaceous gazes upon my west wall...
On Hebrews 6:19 (Look This Up)
10-20-14
Yeah, another shaving cut
No, not another vain and fruitless rut
Yeah, call it my if, and and but
Yeah, may it be another dream to frequent Pizza Hut
Galling and vexing which hope we have and do not lack
As an anchor for ones soul to but serve as the plan of attack
Yeah, it's blood on a wad of toilet paper
Steadfast and sure
To know that there is always much more
Of which enters into the veil
Which hope we have....
10-20-14
Its effects are nonlinear
It won't hurt to try to take it up
But, O, what is it
I emphatically inquire
By the ratio of air to its water
Earth and fire
Hello, baby, I'm gone, goodbye
Come my affirmation of my latest entry
Come supplementary angles
That perch when they wish to fly
Coming to be as one to whisper
I will sell my soul for a good day
But, O, why
When I can have it all
In these longitudinal studies
Its effects are nonlinear
Come deep thoughts that comfort
And pondering to but console....
Exercise
10-20-14
Given my assignment
To try to write more neatly
A seemingly impossible endeavor
That only seems to make it more illegible
But why, O, but why not
To find new meaning in rehashing
Come the art show at York Collage
I didn't need to go there
Given this assignment
To slow down
And make the moment mean something to me
The worst that can happen
Is that I'll lapse back into compliancy
O, so be it just as it is
I'm given this assignment
To but simply be and just be me....
Perfect For A Seminar
10-20-14
Come the seminar on aerodynamics
And that of me to but fly
I've got to admit that I'm a little bit confused
At the community meeting that I decline from
Attempting taking up my casual interest in this sweet solitude
Much abused in the valley in its dale on stormy seas
I am One to set sail
Surely blessing I will bless thee
In that God doth never fail
It is impossible for God to lie
Of tuckahoes and sclerotiums
And this fungus found while heaven bound
To quality sound
I am what I am
To attend the seminar
Where there is much to hear...
Hyphae
10-20-14
I tuck into tenacity
I vouch for this velocity
Of food and sweets on city streets
For deviled eggs and red beets
At the chime of eleven
For milk and strong meats
Of threadlike elements saving seats
Of hyphae and its mycelium and steady beats
Quicken me according to thine word
Broken by trained personnel
Stop putting yourself down the way that you do
Of what is gnostic and esoteric
I'd leave it alone if I were you
But O, I am me
And tenacious I will be...
My Grouse
10-20-14
He was fitted with collar and chain
To make his wish for a good week ahead of him
In spite of clouds and rain
Where prices kept the view for pleasure and pain
And the wind begins to howl
But we keep it simple and plain
And I pray that these words have not been in vain
As a member of early heretical and mystical sects
Of his natural and corporeal existence
Pertaining to what cometh next
I pour another cup of coffee
Even when I might be afflicted and sore vexed
With much ado about nothing at all
And gallinaceous gazes upon my west wall...
On Hebrews 6:19 (Look This Up)
10-20-14
Yeah, another shaving cut
No, not another vain and fruitless rut
Yeah, call it my if, and and but
Yeah, may it be another dream to frequent Pizza Hut
Galling and vexing which hope we have and do not lack
As an anchor for ones soul to but serve as the plan of attack
Yeah, it's blood on a wad of toilet paper
Steadfast and sure
To know that there is always much more
Of which enters into the veil
Which hope we have....
Monday, October 27, 2014
congatulations
Congratulations Me
9-27-14
O, so it's Cookie Crisp
And Lucky Charms
To welcome myself home again
In my own open arms
Yesterday the picnic was successful
Stated in the present tense
To be as One to make sense
By clear blue skies
And later on cloudy and dense
Come the chime of ten
Of where and when
As a cedar wood white painted fence
All words such as those are profitable
Today it's going to be as one of its sunshine
Soon to know my fifty months
Without sweet wine
O, congratulations Me...
Tin Man Plan
9-27-14
I made new bible plans for the weekend
With habits to break and ways to mend
In no need to but pretend
Nor apprehend
And nothing more to defend
Nor letters to write or send
It seems such plans go thwarted and foiled
As the tin joints are yet to be oiled
While we are as those plundered and spoiled
For the knowledge we are yet to share
Wanting to be able to say that I don't care
Shaving beard stubble
And cutting again short my hair
I make my plans to study up on it this weekend
O, do you have a cigarette you can spare?
Something New
9-27-14
Rolling away the stone of Zoheleth
To see what is in store
Beneath such a structure
Come my fifth week without the ipod
It's better this way
In that I can at last focus on
What there is to say
Too many books
I have out at my table before me
I hope to downsize and to simplify this study
For the cause of insight into mine enlightenment
Rolling away the stone of Zoheleth
Just to learn of it as something new
By this pen glib, fluent and blue
I hope to come to know the real me
That lieth in you....
Her Christening At En-Rogel
9-27-14
Christening a new black beauty
In this latest endeavor
According to grace
But not law or duty
She works for me
For plunder, spoil and booty
I let my books fall just as they are
Back in the place where I belong
I get her in the mood
Where the Christian religion is harsh
Like a Camel cigarette
Greeting the son of Haggith
That brings me food
As one to incorporate her
Into my master plan at En-Rogel
Where I will meet my main man....
Resolution: Enjoy (Part 2)
9-27-14
My two New Years resolutions
Are to just enjoy it
And to get more involved
Come that equation yet to be solved
I want more in life than just to be absolved
Out for another Camel
Just to find that it is harsh
According to moss, ivy, fall grass and marsh
Where there is no wrong or right way about it
In that I won't need today to go without it
She works for me today
And I believe and no longer doubt it
Come the fifth week without my ipod
It's better this way
O, enjoy the silence
To but grasp the music...
9-27-14
O, so it's Cookie Crisp
And Lucky Charms
To welcome myself home again
In my own open arms
Yesterday the picnic was successful
Stated in the present tense
To be as One to make sense
By clear blue skies
And later on cloudy and dense
Come the chime of ten
Of where and when
As a cedar wood white painted fence
All words such as those are profitable
Today it's going to be as one of its sunshine
Soon to know my fifty months
Without sweet wine
O, congratulations Me...
Tin Man Plan
9-27-14
I made new bible plans for the weekend
With habits to break and ways to mend
In no need to but pretend
Nor apprehend
And nothing more to defend
Nor letters to write or send
It seems such plans go thwarted and foiled
As the tin joints are yet to be oiled
While we are as those plundered and spoiled
For the knowledge we are yet to share
Wanting to be able to say that I don't care
Shaving beard stubble
And cutting again short my hair
I make my plans to study up on it this weekend
O, do you have a cigarette you can spare?
Something New
9-27-14
Rolling away the stone of Zoheleth
To see what is in store
Beneath such a structure
Come my fifth week without the ipod
It's better this way
In that I can at last focus on
What there is to say
Too many books
I have out at my table before me
I hope to downsize and to simplify this study
For the cause of insight into mine enlightenment
Rolling away the stone of Zoheleth
Just to learn of it as something new
By this pen glib, fluent and blue
I hope to come to know the real me
That lieth in you....
Her Christening At En-Rogel
9-27-14
Christening a new black beauty
In this latest endeavor
According to grace
But not law or duty
She works for me
For plunder, spoil and booty
I let my books fall just as they are
Back in the place where I belong
I get her in the mood
Where the Christian religion is harsh
Like a Camel cigarette
Greeting the son of Haggith
That brings me food
As one to incorporate her
Into my master plan at En-Rogel
Where I will meet my main man....
Resolution: Enjoy (Part 2)
9-27-14
My two New Years resolutions
Are to just enjoy it
And to get more involved
Come that equation yet to be solved
I want more in life than just to be absolved
Out for another Camel
Just to find that it is harsh
According to moss, ivy, fall grass and marsh
Where there is no wrong or right way about it
In that I won't need today to go without it
She works for me today
And I believe and no longer doubt it
Come the fifth week without my ipod
It's better this way
O, enjoy the silence
To but grasp the music...
Wednesday, October 22, 2014
tall order
This, A Tall Order
1-10-14
One cannot be made as wise in a hurry
In ones welcoming of this January flurry
Back in the here and now
To face the music
Wanting my resolution to be
To give up worry
A tall order
Like trying to quit smoking
Trying too hard
And therefore knowing not my success
To but relinquish what is bound on earth
Giving God thanks today
Even in these conditions
Of that which is this
Yeah, just this....
On Hebrews 12:9 (Look This One Up)
1-10-14
We have fathers of the flesh that correct us
And we give them reverence
Verily for a few days disciplined
Seeking something more than this, a tall order
Yet knowing all things to be as possible
In our God whom is always faithful
To which we ought rather be in subjection
By all bearings and balls
As we are servants
That he calls in this
Yes, just this....
Aft
1-11-14
Aft and astern
Of much yet to learn
Given the wisdom to yet discern
Abaft of this
Beside a feline friend
That doth never hiss
Aft of that
She is the most beautiful cat
To come into my life
By divine intervention
By the half light of the dawn
Given bittersweet intention
And take care so says my guru
As if there was something wrong
About the writing of this song
Towards the stern
Returning to my center
I have much yet to learn...
Chastening
1-11-14
Verily for a few days chastened
By which I find my peace of mind not hastened
For our own profit
That we might be of his holiness
Partakers according to snake charmers
And rain makers
Given another Sabbath in its diligence
Broken by a late lunch with Mother
And to but resume
In my meaning to love one another....
Stricture
1-11-14
Of structure and of stricture
Scholars today get the picture
Home this morning to listen to the falling rain
In hopes that words written will not be in vain
By these abnormal contractions
Of passages and ducts
By restriction and limitation
Of all that we can know through fleshly senses
As loopholes of this reality but perceived
Where I am what I am
And God needs not be grieved....
On Colossians 3:1,2 (Look This Up)
1-11-14
If then raised up seek the things above
To refill again my coffee cup
Wherein all we need is love
Where Christ sits at God's right hand
In that today poets will seek to understand
If then raised up
Be one to go beyond the southern border
Setting not mind upon things of the earth
Which is not One's home
In just passing through
Seek what is real
According to what God hath made in You...
1-10-14
One cannot be made as wise in a hurry
In ones welcoming of this January flurry
Back in the here and now
To face the music
Wanting my resolution to be
To give up worry
A tall order
Like trying to quit smoking
Trying too hard
And therefore knowing not my success
To but relinquish what is bound on earth
Giving God thanks today
Even in these conditions
Of that which is this
Yeah, just this....
On Hebrews 12:9 (Look This One Up)
1-10-14
We have fathers of the flesh that correct us
And we give them reverence
Verily for a few days disciplined
Seeking something more than this, a tall order
Yet knowing all things to be as possible
In our God whom is always faithful
To which we ought rather be in subjection
By all bearings and balls
As we are servants
That he calls in this
Yes, just this....
Aft
1-11-14
Aft and astern
Of much yet to learn
Given the wisdom to yet discern
Abaft of this
Beside a feline friend
That doth never hiss
Aft of that
She is the most beautiful cat
To come into my life
By divine intervention
By the half light of the dawn
Given bittersweet intention
And take care so says my guru
As if there was something wrong
About the writing of this song
Towards the stern
Returning to my center
I have much yet to learn...
Chastening
1-11-14
Verily for a few days chastened
By which I find my peace of mind not hastened
For our own profit
That we might be of his holiness
Partakers according to snake charmers
And rain makers
Given another Sabbath in its diligence
Broken by a late lunch with Mother
And to but resume
In my meaning to love one another....
Stricture
1-11-14
Of structure and of stricture
Scholars today get the picture
Home this morning to listen to the falling rain
In hopes that words written will not be in vain
By these abnormal contractions
Of passages and ducts
By restriction and limitation
Of all that we can know through fleshly senses
As loopholes of this reality but perceived
Where I am what I am
And God needs not be grieved....
On Colossians 3:1,2 (Look This Up)
1-11-14
If then raised up seek the things above
To refill again my coffee cup
Wherein all we need is love
Where Christ sits at God's right hand
In that today poets will seek to understand
If then raised up
Be one to go beyond the southern border
Setting not mind upon things of the earth
Which is not One's home
In just passing through
Seek what is real
According to what God hath made in You...
Sunday, October 19, 2014
it's free
It's Free
9-27-14
As I hesitate from kissing this book
Hello
As I vacillate between here and there
And then and now
My weal will serve as my woe
O, I'll recover
O, I will live
To be soon again
Accustomed to the plow
As so on the way back
In there she was with all that
Paradise could but allow
O, three more hours till I see her
I still but traverse this wilderness
And make no vow
I bring it all back to me
It's cold in here
But it's hot out there
But this is something to but see
By another new beginning
In knowing that it's free
Yes, it's free...
Resolution: Enjoy
9-27-14
My new years resolution
Is to but just enjoy
As so this year
I must say
I've been a very good and bad boy
Deserving of coal
To be placed under my tree
To but recreate all that I destroy
O, don't ask why
Ask instead what can I learn from this
To christen pens to but employ
By another sweet new beginning
My resolution is to but just enjoy
Come static and desire
Come real enthusiasm and fire...
Mean
9-27-14
Scripture memorization
Will be my next mission
To give God praise
Even in such a feeble condition
Happy to be even in such precarious position
Soon coming up on the year of Fifteen
I'm tired and naked
But still I make the scene
I still imagine the worst case scenario
But I press onward
As leaves cease to be green
Where I will choose my sanctuary
To go and find out
What all of this can come to mean....
Picnic
9-27-14
The picnic was my next endeavor
I did not believe this time
As now is something up against the rest of forever
I came, I saw, I conquered
And it was good
Come name, come craw
Do all that I might sawn asunder
And but severed
I'll be the glass and stony sea
I'll be free, yeah
I'll be just me
Refuse again this proposition
With a song in my head
Singing nothing's for free
O, the trees of the woods
Shall rejoice before the Lord
May us see the whole picture
That it is good
Go to the picnic...
On First Chronicles 16:33 (Look This Up)
9-27-14
The trees of the woods shall rejoice
To memorize this passage
Will be my conscious choice
To be One to say
Oh, hey, today's going to be a good day
So saith the still small voice
O, keep your eye on the other guy
And see just how he doth handle it
As you can too
By the christening of another pen
Glib, fluent and true blue
I didn't mean to push her off my seat
According to the me
That is in the real you
Come in and shut the door
And open wide
God bless these books
And O, damn your pride...
9-27-14
As I hesitate from kissing this book
Hello
As I vacillate between here and there
And then and now
My weal will serve as my woe
O, I'll recover
O, I will live
To be soon again
Accustomed to the plow
As so on the way back
In there she was with all that
Paradise could but allow
O, three more hours till I see her
I still but traverse this wilderness
And make no vow
I bring it all back to me
It's cold in here
But it's hot out there
But this is something to but see
By another new beginning
In knowing that it's free
Yes, it's free...
Resolution: Enjoy
9-27-14
My new years resolution
Is to but just enjoy
As so this year
I must say
I've been a very good and bad boy
Deserving of coal
To be placed under my tree
To but recreate all that I destroy
O, don't ask why
Ask instead what can I learn from this
To christen pens to but employ
By another sweet new beginning
My resolution is to but just enjoy
Come static and desire
Come real enthusiasm and fire...
Mean
9-27-14
Scripture memorization
Will be my next mission
To give God praise
Even in such a feeble condition
Happy to be even in such precarious position
Soon coming up on the year of Fifteen
I'm tired and naked
But still I make the scene
I still imagine the worst case scenario
But I press onward
As leaves cease to be green
Where I will choose my sanctuary
To go and find out
What all of this can come to mean....
Picnic
9-27-14
The picnic was my next endeavor
I did not believe this time
As now is something up against the rest of forever
I came, I saw, I conquered
And it was good
Come name, come craw
Do all that I might sawn asunder
And but severed
I'll be the glass and stony sea
I'll be free, yeah
I'll be just me
Refuse again this proposition
With a song in my head
Singing nothing's for free
O, the trees of the woods
Shall rejoice before the Lord
May us see the whole picture
That it is good
Go to the picnic...
On First Chronicles 16:33 (Look This Up)
9-27-14
The trees of the woods shall rejoice
To memorize this passage
Will be my conscious choice
To be One to say
Oh, hey, today's going to be a good day
So saith the still small voice
O, keep your eye on the other guy
And see just how he doth handle it
As you can too
By the christening of another pen
Glib, fluent and true blue
I didn't mean to push her off my seat
According to the me
That is in the real you
Come in and shut the door
And open wide
God bless these books
And O, damn your pride...
Saturday, October 18, 2014
rewind
Rewind (Part Two)
9-15-14
Of my bruised heel
Yes, trouble is real
In spite of what I might feel
Come the chain of these references
Desire and ambition is our next meal
I seek closure in such a conclusion
I seek beauty today in such illusion
With enmity towards my God
Of loving the world and the things therein
I rewind my Genesis cassette
So that again I can but begin
O, I will greatly multiply you sorrow
In hopes to go back west come tomorrow....
Enmity
9-15-14
O, love your enemies
O, I wonder does this mean
For us to but condone the adversary
To but compromise the truth
So that others might see it more clearly
O, because you have done this
You are cursed more than all of the cattle
And when you pray for a victory
You will get another battle
O, on your belly shall you go
To be as one to say I don't know
As a strength
For weal and for woe
O, love your enemies
To yet eat dust
All the days of your natural life
Given the command
To just get up and go...
Come The Mist
9-15-14
Come the fire that doth devour thee
We find warmth and comfort
Come the sprinkling of cold water down my hatch
I find peace to but pray and not cease
Making thyself many as the locusts
Come the multitudes of thy merchants
I will greatly multiply
Today the joy you come to know
Come the prism in such a reflection
It's alright to but behold
Taking a step in the right direction
I was afraid because I was naked
Come the mist that doth envelop dry ground
Upon which we now stand...
On Genesis 3:8 (Look This Up)
9-15-14
Come ones divine interrogation
We hear the sound of God walking
To and fro in the garden
Come the cool of the day
To see my coffee cup as full again
Where I will find again God's way
The serpent deceived me and so I ate
To know O, so much more we can say
To hope against hope
That no one shows up at my door
Come ones divine interrogation
O, disturb us
So that we won't be satisfied with ourselves
O, in toil you shall eat of it...
Woo
9-15-14
To yet condition the life of fallen man
To but open another sardine can
To see this friction all as part of the plan
To know resistance that makes us stronger
Where time again began
For the eyes of both of them are opened
According to the eagle and her wing span
I can hear their marching feet
To but be seen through
To reach out to you
Where you will eat the herb of the field
To but frolic, court and woo
To yet condition the life of fallen man
To yourself, O be true...
9-15-14
Of my bruised heel
Yes, trouble is real
In spite of what I might feel
Come the chain of these references
Desire and ambition is our next meal
I seek closure in such a conclusion
I seek beauty today in such illusion
With enmity towards my God
Of loving the world and the things therein
I rewind my Genesis cassette
So that again I can but begin
O, I will greatly multiply you sorrow
In hopes to go back west come tomorrow....
Enmity
9-15-14
O, love your enemies
O, I wonder does this mean
For us to but condone the adversary
To but compromise the truth
So that others might see it more clearly
O, because you have done this
You are cursed more than all of the cattle
And when you pray for a victory
You will get another battle
O, on your belly shall you go
To be as one to say I don't know
As a strength
For weal and for woe
O, love your enemies
To yet eat dust
All the days of your natural life
Given the command
To just get up and go...
Come The Mist
9-15-14
Come the fire that doth devour thee
We find warmth and comfort
Come the sprinkling of cold water down my hatch
I find peace to but pray and not cease
Making thyself many as the locusts
Come the multitudes of thy merchants
I will greatly multiply
Today the joy you come to know
Come the prism in such a reflection
It's alright to but behold
Taking a step in the right direction
I was afraid because I was naked
Come the mist that doth envelop dry ground
Upon which we now stand...
On Genesis 3:8 (Look This Up)
9-15-14
Come ones divine interrogation
We hear the sound of God walking
To and fro in the garden
Come the cool of the day
To see my coffee cup as full again
Where I will find again God's way
The serpent deceived me and so I ate
To know O, so much more we can say
To hope against hope
That no one shows up at my door
Come ones divine interrogation
O, disturb us
So that we won't be satisfied with ourselves
O, in toil you shall eat of it...
Woo
9-15-14
To yet condition the life of fallen man
To but open another sardine can
To see this friction all as part of the plan
To know resistance that makes us stronger
Where time again began
For the eyes of both of them are opened
According to the eagle and her wing span
I can hear their marching feet
To but be seen through
To reach out to you
Where you will eat the herb of the field
To but frolic, court and woo
To yet condition the life of fallen man
To yourself, O be true...
answer the door
On Genesis 2:2 (Look This Up)
9-15-14
Answer the door of your heart
And he will come in
Live not for such pleasure
And die not in your sin
Baby, you've changed and saved my life
According to all kind and kin
O, be fruitful and come multiply
After your own kind
O, settle all disputes
In the quieting of the mind
And on the seventh day God rested
And there is much in this yet to find
O, answer the door
And he will come in to sup with you
Come this further detail
It doesn't have to be like this
Come stars and planets in our expanse
Aligned
Answer the door....
On The Hiddekel
9-15-14
O, Yaweh, In the Hebrew
In such there is much to learn
By sunlight to but yet diffuse
And money to burn
Come the dispensation
And to distinguish and discern
Perceiving such by its contrast
I am yet to pant, pine and yearn
O, Yaweh in the Hebrew
I turn the television off
To face my day
By the history of the heavens
There is no man to till the ground
To but dwell by the Hiddekel
And to but earn our silver shekel
O, see your eyes and listen
Of Eden and her delight...
O, Dark Delight
4-15-14
According to Eden and her delight
On the first Day so is created the Light
To but lose one's power and burn out
In loving with all one's might
In the light of a curious sky
O, hang tight
Pleasant to the sight
And good for food tonight
O, where would I be without it
I rejoice in all that I have suffered
And I don't need to ask of the why about it
It is not good for a man to be alone
Of such special significance
According to Eden
We can know life more abundantly...
Snapshot
9-15-14
Come Pergamos
Defined as married to the tower
The citadel remains
In its pleasure for such power
Now the serpent was the most cunning of creatures
By the passing of the hour
I get my picture taken
With my can of Maxwell House
On my twenty-seventh birthday
And such will never grow stale nor sour
Now there's hope we're born with every morning
Come Pergamos
Of closing up the flesh
In its place
I live only for today
Under God's good grace....
Conscience
9-15-14
O, hold fast to
And O, cling
O, incline an ear
And raise your voice
To sing once upon a time
There is confusion
And today it's my thing
Come shadows and their types
Where eagles again take wing
Creator prepares for the dawn of man
Come offerings yet to but bring
To be joined to one another
Come death and her sting
O, hold fast
Man is wonderful
In his Edenic form
Come the second dispensation of conscience
I study today up my storm
O, hold fast...
I Ate
9-15-14
Both thistles and thorns
So shall it bring forth
Of crowns and horns
We turn towards magnetic north
And you will eat of every herb of the field
And to this Spirit you are yet to submit and greatly yield
Yes, the serpent has deceived me and I ate
From an open minded stare
So is love and hate
And my forty-nine months of sobriety
Today I will celebrate
Come the tragic consequence
The water doth but abate....
Genesis Today
9-15-14
Come the Adamic covenant so we are
Let us reach out with greetings
To your sin come the view of our north star
Cursed is the ground for your sake
Alone and blessed is the firmament
To rain on both the foolish and the wise
O, how wonderful it is
To be just as profound
I play today my Genesis archives
Starting over to but dedicate my life to just this
Come the Adamic covenant
Ignorance is no longer an option
Even when such seems to be our bliss
And I look for something else...
9-15-14
Answer the door of your heart
And he will come in
Live not for such pleasure
And die not in your sin
Baby, you've changed and saved my life
According to all kind and kin
O, be fruitful and come multiply
After your own kind
O, settle all disputes
In the quieting of the mind
And on the seventh day God rested
And there is much in this yet to find
O, answer the door
And he will come in to sup with you
Come this further detail
It doesn't have to be like this
Come stars and planets in our expanse
Aligned
Answer the door....
On The Hiddekel
9-15-14
O, Yaweh, In the Hebrew
In such there is much to learn
By sunlight to but yet diffuse
And money to burn
Come the dispensation
And to distinguish and discern
Perceiving such by its contrast
I am yet to pant, pine and yearn
O, Yaweh in the Hebrew
I turn the television off
To face my day
By the history of the heavens
There is no man to till the ground
To but dwell by the Hiddekel
And to but earn our silver shekel
O, see your eyes and listen
Of Eden and her delight...
O, Dark Delight
4-15-14
According to Eden and her delight
On the first Day so is created the Light
To but lose one's power and burn out
In loving with all one's might
In the light of a curious sky
O, hang tight
Pleasant to the sight
And good for food tonight
O, where would I be without it
I rejoice in all that I have suffered
And I don't need to ask of the why about it
It is not good for a man to be alone
Of such special significance
According to Eden
We can know life more abundantly...
Snapshot
9-15-14
Come Pergamos
Defined as married to the tower
The citadel remains
In its pleasure for such power
Now the serpent was the most cunning of creatures
By the passing of the hour
I get my picture taken
With my can of Maxwell House
On my twenty-seventh birthday
And such will never grow stale nor sour
Now there's hope we're born with every morning
Come Pergamos
Of closing up the flesh
In its place
I live only for today
Under God's good grace....
Conscience
9-15-14
O, hold fast to
And O, cling
O, incline an ear
And raise your voice
To sing once upon a time
There is confusion
And today it's my thing
Come shadows and their types
Where eagles again take wing
Creator prepares for the dawn of man
Come offerings yet to but bring
To be joined to one another
Come death and her sting
O, hold fast
Man is wonderful
In his Edenic form
Come the second dispensation of conscience
I study today up my storm
O, hold fast...
I Ate
9-15-14
Both thistles and thorns
So shall it bring forth
Of crowns and horns
We turn towards magnetic north
And you will eat of every herb of the field
And to this Spirit you are yet to submit and greatly yield
Yes, the serpent has deceived me and I ate
From an open minded stare
So is love and hate
And my forty-nine months of sobriety
Today I will celebrate
Come the tragic consequence
The water doth but abate....
Genesis Today
9-15-14
Come the Adamic covenant so we are
Let us reach out with greetings
To your sin come the view of our north star
Cursed is the ground for your sake
Alone and blessed is the firmament
To rain on both the foolish and the wise
O, how wonderful it is
To be just as profound
I play today my Genesis archives
Starting over to but dedicate my life to just this
Come the Adamic covenant
Ignorance is no longer an option
Even when such seems to be our bliss
And I look for something else...
Friday, October 17, 2014
keep loving '92
* going back to my earliest writings for this nostalgia set into its purposes in God......
Keep Loving
6-11-92
Keep loving the world
For that word that you just heard
Rules the world
But it won't affect a portion
If you think of society's proportions
As the ultimate
Keep loving
I love you
So love me back, O please
You drain me dry
As water high
In the heavens sad and lonely
But no one is really lonely
Unless they believe it's a way
Only themselves they deceive
Automatic writing
Strips your pen by your hand
You can get some information
About love itself
Keep loving the world
And believe me, man
It will love you back
Take a look around you, star man
And you shall see a deep color of purple
Pink is a sort of love
Deep love lies in your soul...
No Luck
6-11-92
No luck at the mall
With girls close to home
Their life story is in an unknown tome
These dudes are like winds
They lose their angel with a flick of a bic
It really makes me sick
To have to deal with a close minded punk
Who only repels the air
The air we breathe
Please don't leave
I feel not alone at the mall
It's quite like a study hall
At the food court of dreams
Where singles peel their eyes
With sugars and creams
They look for a friend
Who'd lend a hand
Or maybe be accepted
To a new band
Or quietly sit and watch the girls
As they think that they're the world
And not their love
The love turns to envy
As the men move in...
Skin Too Thin
6-12-92
When my family gives me a compliment
It comes to me like an insult
I never really matched the wavelength
The wave, length of identity unknown
I felt like I was crucified today
I felt the blood on my wrists
But the bleeding was only poetic
And the death was only spiritual
So did I
Couldn't really call it a suicide
Because I did not break the skin
Skin grew thin
Too thin, my skin to be human
Transformed to the alien
My blood too effective to be classified
Stay in tune
To a gliding Jesus cloud to be healing
When it's only a word to refer to
When you've sinned
Skin too thin...
Two Exits
6-12-92
Two exits from the lobby
I want to go out
Don't want to hear the news
Don't want to take the blues
The answers are waiting in the gulf of your youth
Take the fire of your early years
And never grow too old to sense your unique sanity
You Don't Believe
6-12-92
I don't need to watch the sunset
Cause I feel it in my heart
I can smell the coming night
And I can hear what's in my sight
I've got to slow down my actions
In proportion to the ending day
Don't wanna hear my Mother screamin'
Don't want to think about society
And its truth to not one another
Can I, you believe
I am not of Earth
You don't believe
It's true....
I Need A Hug
6-12-92
I'm not out here only for the smoke in hand
Mama, I'm not out here to get away from you
I'm not out here to wait for them to land
I'm not going anywhere
It's true, I'm a long lost friend
To the princess they send
From a time and a place so foggy
Making me so groggy and weak, it's true
That I love you and you and you
My smoke is almost up and up
Got no survival and no cup
Should I light another bone
Or will it damage its home
To make it fly away to another day
I'm not going anywhere
I know you need it and you care
Try not to understand
Your bed and your dreams
Our holy land
Instructions, automatic...
Your fire loving sparks
So static
I love myself enough to stay
You need not love
You got enough
Bird observing earthly way
Their way of life not as rough
Must be a stranger to this planet
Looks so normal how he ran it
Fan it, don't can in
Keep it cool
But stay as hot as love
Stop
Stay in school
Education of your love
It's everyone I'm thinking of
O, save nothing
Need not need flutter in your heart
Not intentions to mask
Take not one part in another's task
Only assist and assess
Green so comfort
Pass the test
I am not in a drug
I only need a hug...
As
6-12-92
The music is a little more comic
I can see as the beat is like fireworks
Don't laugh loud
It makes me choke
As the concentration broke
As I try to read about you
As the information slides into my brain
With only looking
As the knowingness comes later
Bound
By sight and sound
Silence as the music warms up for cosmic races
Taking steady paces
Without moving in space
As another joins their race
Stay in control of your rage
And turn the page
To a new pinpoint
In another interesting point
As the debate is on pause
To find a good cause
A mission to save us from termination
A mission for quarrel's eliminations
As nothing gets solved
The floor revolves
And stops at nowhere we can see...
At Least
6-12-92
I must pack my bags
I'm beginning to lag
Nod, nodding
Yet tired not
We're leaving tomorrow at last
It's going to be tough this time
Working all the time
Entertaining money to be made
In the Doneys' cleaning parade
I may steal the work
From the man of the house
Cut the grass until I shred a mouse
Trying to scurry under the driftwood
Washed from Palm Beach sandbar
And all that tar to build new roads
And to fix the pasture infested
And all the arrested trespassers and litterers
Doing what needs done
To them at least
And in town, across Palm Beach highway
A feast, at least...
Keep Loving
6-11-92
Keep loving the world
For that word that you just heard
Rules the world
But it won't affect a portion
If you think of society's proportions
As the ultimate
Keep loving
I love you
So love me back, O please
You drain me dry
As water high
In the heavens sad and lonely
But no one is really lonely
Unless they believe it's a way
Only themselves they deceive
Automatic writing
Strips your pen by your hand
You can get some information
About love itself
Keep loving the world
And believe me, man
It will love you back
Take a look around you, star man
And you shall see a deep color of purple
Pink is a sort of love
Deep love lies in your soul...
No Luck
6-11-92
No luck at the mall
With girls close to home
Their life story is in an unknown tome
These dudes are like winds
They lose their angel with a flick of a bic
It really makes me sick
To have to deal with a close minded punk
Who only repels the air
The air we breathe
Please don't leave
I feel not alone at the mall
It's quite like a study hall
At the food court of dreams
Where singles peel their eyes
With sugars and creams
They look for a friend
Who'd lend a hand
Or maybe be accepted
To a new band
Or quietly sit and watch the girls
As they think that they're the world
And not their love
The love turns to envy
As the men move in...
Skin Too Thin
6-12-92
When my family gives me a compliment
It comes to me like an insult
I never really matched the wavelength
The wave, length of identity unknown
I felt like I was crucified today
I felt the blood on my wrists
But the bleeding was only poetic
And the death was only spiritual
So did I
Couldn't really call it a suicide
Because I did not break the skin
Skin grew thin
Too thin, my skin to be human
Transformed to the alien
My blood too effective to be classified
Stay in tune
To a gliding Jesus cloud to be healing
When it's only a word to refer to
When you've sinned
Skin too thin...
Two Exits
6-12-92
Two exits from the lobby
I want to go out
Don't want to hear the news
Don't want to take the blues
The answers are waiting in the gulf of your youth
Take the fire of your early years
And never grow too old to sense your unique sanity
You Don't Believe
6-12-92
I don't need to watch the sunset
Cause I feel it in my heart
I can smell the coming night
And I can hear what's in my sight
I've got to slow down my actions
In proportion to the ending day
Don't wanna hear my Mother screamin'
Don't want to think about society
And its truth to not one another
Can I, you believe
I am not of Earth
You don't believe
It's true....
I Need A Hug
6-12-92
I'm not out here only for the smoke in hand
Mama, I'm not out here to get away from you
I'm not out here to wait for them to land
I'm not going anywhere
It's true, I'm a long lost friend
To the princess they send
From a time and a place so foggy
Making me so groggy and weak, it's true
That I love you and you and you
My smoke is almost up and up
Got no survival and no cup
Should I light another bone
Or will it damage its home
To make it fly away to another day
I'm not going anywhere
I know you need it and you care
Try not to understand
Your bed and your dreams
Our holy land
Instructions, automatic...
Your fire loving sparks
So static
I love myself enough to stay
You need not love
You got enough
Bird observing earthly way
Their way of life not as rough
Must be a stranger to this planet
Looks so normal how he ran it
Fan it, don't can in
Keep it cool
But stay as hot as love
Stop
Stay in school
Education of your love
It's everyone I'm thinking of
O, save nothing
Need not need flutter in your heart
Not intentions to mask
Take not one part in another's task
Only assist and assess
Green so comfort
Pass the test
I am not in a drug
I only need a hug...
As
6-12-92
The music is a little more comic
I can see as the beat is like fireworks
Don't laugh loud
It makes me choke
As the concentration broke
As I try to read about you
As the information slides into my brain
With only looking
As the knowingness comes later
Bound
By sight and sound
Silence as the music warms up for cosmic races
Taking steady paces
Without moving in space
As another joins their race
Stay in control of your rage
And turn the page
To a new pinpoint
In another interesting point
As the debate is on pause
To find a good cause
A mission to save us from termination
A mission for quarrel's eliminations
As nothing gets solved
The floor revolves
And stops at nowhere we can see...
At Least
6-12-92
I must pack my bags
I'm beginning to lag
Nod, nodding
Yet tired not
We're leaving tomorrow at last
It's going to be tough this time
Working all the time
Entertaining money to be made
In the Doneys' cleaning parade
I may steal the work
From the man of the house
Cut the grass until I shred a mouse
Trying to scurry under the driftwood
Washed from Palm Beach sandbar
And all that tar to build new roads
And to fix the pasture infested
And all the arrested trespassers and litterers
Doing what needs done
To them at least
And in town, across Palm Beach highway
A feast, at least...
certain
Certain
9-14-14
The dream is certain
And its interpretation quite sure
O, may us draw the curtain
And find out what it's all for
And as I grow older in years fleshly
I still seek out more and more
As our God can be seen as the universal Self
If indeed our motives are but pure
Silencing the music
As so another cup of coffee
I am free to but pour
Come this dedication
In hopes to wax perfect and mature
The dream is certain
Happy day, O happy day
So is my mantra
To never grow weary nor sore...
"What's Right?"
9-14-14
I think about my next book
To be entitled Sardis
I research this meaning and hope for the best in such
If the good Lord is willing so it will be
O, walk with God tomorrow
It's up to you in joy and sorrow
Where love is multifaceted
To raise our oxytocin levels
To quench our thirst
And drive away these devils
Of its heliotropic effects
O, what am I going to do this evening
But to know my dream earnest
In my constant supplications
And meanings to analyze and dissect
To yet ask myself
O, what is going right?
O, what's right?
Nose Hair
9-14-14
To keep Dewitt Jones in my prayers
To be as one to yank out nose hairs
O, what can I celebrate in all of this
Pulling up three more chairs to but find my purpose
As I cast upon God all thoughts and cares
By the human mind
That can take in positivity
In making a list of what I want to do with it
In inspiration and creativity
To keep president Obama in my prayers as well
O, why do I even bother
But I believe there is a purpose...
Lucky Number Day
9-14-14
As Daniel petitions
Set in mind are our missions
To but gain a brother in Shadrach
Under the same conditions
To but gain a neighbor in Abed-Nego
To but sign petitions
O, may your purpose my God, be in this
In spite of superstitions
Today is another lucky number day
According to those multitudes of seven
Where within you is eternity
And inside of you is heaven
Go there again
And you will not be afraid of it
Peace will be multiplied
In spite of all leaven...
Fresh Start
9-15-14
Come the first dispensation of Innocence
I am what I am
What lieth in the real me
I get this feast so started
In that it is good
On the sixth day God made man in Our image
Perhaps you'd better start from the beginning
O, I love such a word
In all verity
Soon I get my clean shave
To put into practice all charity
O, be fruitful and multiply
Come the first dispensation of Innocence
So I am what I am...
Come See Me
9-15-14
O, come see me and take my hand
A week away from autumn equinox
I hope to love and understand
Come the love I have discovered
Life is as shifting sand
As the soul is uncovered again
Creating them male and female
Come the sound of my favorite prog rock band
Come the period of time that man is tested
I pray only for a prolific day
And in fruitful fields
I have yet but invested...
Dispensation
9-15-14
On Day one so is the light
Thus the heavens and the earth
And all of the host of them are finished
Not to add to it nor diminish
Take me away
Come the power of my ambition
Come Day two
O, heavens above
And the water below
This is the history of the heavens
If indeed you wanted to know
Nevertheless man doth yet possess these elements
O, come and take me away
If indeed this is your will today....
9-14-14
The dream is certain
And its interpretation quite sure
O, may us draw the curtain
And find out what it's all for
And as I grow older in years fleshly
I still seek out more and more
As our God can be seen as the universal Self
If indeed our motives are but pure
Silencing the music
As so another cup of coffee
I am free to but pour
Come this dedication
In hopes to wax perfect and mature
The dream is certain
Happy day, O happy day
So is my mantra
To never grow weary nor sore...
"What's Right?"
9-14-14
I think about my next book
To be entitled Sardis
I research this meaning and hope for the best in such
If the good Lord is willing so it will be
O, walk with God tomorrow
It's up to you in joy and sorrow
Where love is multifaceted
To raise our oxytocin levels
To quench our thirst
And drive away these devils
Of its heliotropic effects
O, what am I going to do this evening
But to know my dream earnest
In my constant supplications
And meanings to analyze and dissect
To yet ask myself
O, what is going right?
O, what's right?
Nose Hair
9-14-14
To keep Dewitt Jones in my prayers
To be as one to yank out nose hairs
O, what can I celebrate in all of this
Pulling up three more chairs to but find my purpose
As I cast upon God all thoughts and cares
By the human mind
That can take in positivity
In making a list of what I want to do with it
In inspiration and creativity
To keep president Obama in my prayers as well
O, why do I even bother
But I believe there is a purpose...
Lucky Number Day
9-14-14
As Daniel petitions
Set in mind are our missions
To but gain a brother in Shadrach
Under the same conditions
To but gain a neighbor in Abed-Nego
To but sign petitions
O, may your purpose my God, be in this
In spite of superstitions
Today is another lucky number day
According to those multitudes of seven
Where within you is eternity
And inside of you is heaven
Go there again
And you will not be afraid of it
Peace will be multiplied
In spite of all leaven...
Fresh Start
9-15-14
Come the first dispensation of Innocence
I am what I am
What lieth in the real me
I get this feast so started
In that it is good
On the sixth day God made man in Our image
Perhaps you'd better start from the beginning
O, I love such a word
In all verity
Soon I get my clean shave
To put into practice all charity
O, be fruitful and multiply
Come the first dispensation of Innocence
So I am what I am...
Come See Me
9-15-14
O, come see me and take my hand
A week away from autumn equinox
I hope to love and understand
Come the love I have discovered
Life is as shifting sand
As the soul is uncovered again
Creating them male and female
Come the sound of my favorite prog rock band
Come the period of time that man is tested
I pray only for a prolific day
And in fruitful fields
I have yet but invested...
Dispensation
9-15-14
On Day one so is the light
Thus the heavens and the earth
And all of the host of them are finished
Not to add to it nor diminish
Take me away
Come the power of my ambition
Come Day two
O, heavens above
And the water below
This is the history of the heavens
If indeed you wanted to know
Nevertheless man doth yet possess these elements
O, come and take me away
If indeed this is your will today....
Wednesday, October 15, 2014
Nowhere
Nowhere I Have To Go
6-15-99
Left foot falls asleep
And that's alright
It can sleep on the job if it wants to
Because I'm not going anywhere today
Not planning anything for sure
I'll wake up in the afternoon
And the sleep, I'll be wanting more
In the boat at sea without an oar
Don't want to make the sleeping lion roar
On a safari in my dream
Discovering in the rain forest
A new coffee cream
Making a fortune in the market
Of my soul, this potion
It works wonders
In the exploration of my life
Two quarts of Joe down the hatch
Diluted by Gatorade
Had to wrestle ten alligators for the juice
Had to drain a pine, then a spruce
To find the miracle cure for these blues
They circle my mind
And are attracted by this loneliness
The hermit that I am
I have learned to accept these conditions
Dwelling inside cooled by air condition
Breathing the coolness
As I wake up this afternoon
With nowhere I have to go....
Summer To Fall
6-15-99
If summer had no fall
Then thirst would have no relief
And cool will not be cool at all
Without the things unappealing
You have to take the good times with the bad
Even when only one good day, you had
If you don't give up today
Then tomorrow holds rewards
Before you learn to play
You must learn the chords
You must know how to listen
Before you know to talk
You must learn to crawl
Before you learn to walk
Excuse me for quoting such a line
From a rock and roll song
That stuck with me all this time, all along
It was stated neither right or wrong
It just was
Just was there imbedded in my memory
A catchy beat and a seductive melody
O, still waiting for her telephone call
I think I'll just dream away the time at hand
And forget this painful absence of love
For the time being
And journey there to the forest
Where I was dropped off without a ride home
I dream it every night
Someday I should know the reason
For continuity of its season
And summer will go out in style
I treasure every mile.....
Ignorance Is Bliss
6-15-99
Patiently I wait for safe passage
Into the next hour of the night
Faithfully I recline in my love seat
Writing good and bad poetry by the caffeine light
Will I ever know just how it came to this
Living on the value of ignorance is bliss
It's the life of a dog
Little does he know of the world's troubles
They go about their lives without the realization of misfortune
And only smell the ill emotion
Of owners that are led astray
By the eleven o clock news
Pondering over cigarettes and booze
They drift off to dreams of innocence
Waken by their best friends licking their nose
Shoed away with ignorance of their own of a different kind
And it's back to square one
Another day in the world
Looking for another fix
Looking for a miracle mix
Coffee and aspirin to ease the pain
Rudely awakened by morning dew and rain
It's the heat wave once more
Thank God for small favors
Such as these small sips of fresh flavors
Life goes on...
Making Me Crazy
6-15-99
Riding on through these pages
My horses are already claimed
Saddles already made
Stimulation is crammed into one small space
Accumulated quite enough to fill up this place
Nerve endings are connecting
And quickening the awareness of poetry and song
The whole caravan is in contact
By way of personal connection
Inspiration and improvisation
Rhetorical, it may become
Naturally, the art it forms
And grows like ivy
Out of the sides of this pen
And I'm no more than dwelling in a den
Though travelling to distant lands
In the spaceships of my imagination
Riding on through these pages
Four hundred horse power
My motorcycle is activated
As I let the stimulation take effect
Need a safety base to dilute the drink taken
Glass of warm milk
To top off the nearing frenzy of the late night
Not too often do I get the chance
To feel this prolific sensation of mass production
It's making me crazy...
Deserted Kansas Road
6-15-99
Drifting down the deserted road
Sweet breezes blowing
A lost but happy traveler in Kansas
A sign reads, "Where are you going?"
Such a sign manifested by the uncertainty
Of my deepest insecurity of self
And these road signs become the scenery
I begin to ask the scenery
All along this lonely place
I am given the answers in the form of signs
Premonitions and revelations
Tests, trials and tribulations
Travel has provided conversations
Between me and my guide
The tour guide leads me to park at the side
I question my value
Do I value what is right
Or surrender to ego or pride
Behold or be meek
What virtue is it that I seek?
Thoughtful, I have become
Treading water
But safe and cautious in conviction
I am human with a conscience
"You have to let it go, my man
You can't be perfect
Better stop this speculation
Man, just take in the view
And relax and enjoy",
This soliloquy takes off the edge
I begin to talk with God by listening...
6-15-99
Left foot falls asleep
And that's alright
It can sleep on the job if it wants to
Because I'm not going anywhere today
Not planning anything for sure
I'll wake up in the afternoon
And the sleep, I'll be wanting more
In the boat at sea without an oar
Don't want to make the sleeping lion roar
On a safari in my dream
Discovering in the rain forest
A new coffee cream
Making a fortune in the market
Of my soul, this potion
It works wonders
In the exploration of my life
Two quarts of Joe down the hatch
Diluted by Gatorade
Had to wrestle ten alligators for the juice
Had to drain a pine, then a spruce
To find the miracle cure for these blues
They circle my mind
And are attracted by this loneliness
The hermit that I am
I have learned to accept these conditions
Dwelling inside cooled by air condition
Breathing the coolness
As I wake up this afternoon
With nowhere I have to go....
Summer To Fall
6-15-99
If summer had no fall
Then thirst would have no relief
And cool will not be cool at all
Without the things unappealing
You have to take the good times with the bad
Even when only one good day, you had
If you don't give up today
Then tomorrow holds rewards
Before you learn to play
You must learn the chords
You must know how to listen
Before you know to talk
You must learn to crawl
Before you learn to walk
Excuse me for quoting such a line
From a rock and roll song
That stuck with me all this time, all along
It was stated neither right or wrong
It just was
Just was there imbedded in my memory
A catchy beat and a seductive melody
O, still waiting for her telephone call
I think I'll just dream away the time at hand
And forget this painful absence of love
For the time being
And journey there to the forest
Where I was dropped off without a ride home
I dream it every night
Someday I should know the reason
For continuity of its season
And summer will go out in style
I treasure every mile.....
Ignorance Is Bliss
6-15-99
Patiently I wait for safe passage
Into the next hour of the night
Faithfully I recline in my love seat
Writing good and bad poetry by the caffeine light
Will I ever know just how it came to this
Living on the value of ignorance is bliss
It's the life of a dog
Little does he know of the world's troubles
They go about their lives without the realization of misfortune
And only smell the ill emotion
Of owners that are led astray
By the eleven o clock news
Pondering over cigarettes and booze
They drift off to dreams of innocence
Waken by their best friends licking their nose
Shoed away with ignorance of their own of a different kind
And it's back to square one
Another day in the world
Looking for another fix
Looking for a miracle mix
Coffee and aspirin to ease the pain
Rudely awakened by morning dew and rain
It's the heat wave once more
Thank God for small favors
Such as these small sips of fresh flavors
Life goes on...
Making Me Crazy
6-15-99
Riding on through these pages
My horses are already claimed
Saddles already made
Stimulation is crammed into one small space
Accumulated quite enough to fill up this place
Nerve endings are connecting
And quickening the awareness of poetry and song
The whole caravan is in contact
By way of personal connection
Inspiration and improvisation
Rhetorical, it may become
Naturally, the art it forms
And grows like ivy
Out of the sides of this pen
And I'm no more than dwelling in a den
Though travelling to distant lands
In the spaceships of my imagination
Riding on through these pages
Four hundred horse power
My motorcycle is activated
As I let the stimulation take effect
Need a safety base to dilute the drink taken
Glass of warm milk
To top off the nearing frenzy of the late night
Not too often do I get the chance
To feel this prolific sensation of mass production
It's making me crazy...
Deserted Kansas Road
6-15-99
Drifting down the deserted road
Sweet breezes blowing
A lost but happy traveler in Kansas
A sign reads, "Where are you going?"
Such a sign manifested by the uncertainty
Of my deepest insecurity of self
And these road signs become the scenery
I begin to ask the scenery
All along this lonely place
I am given the answers in the form of signs
Premonitions and revelations
Tests, trials and tribulations
Travel has provided conversations
Between me and my guide
The tour guide leads me to park at the side
I question my value
Do I value what is right
Or surrender to ego or pride
Behold or be meek
What virtue is it that I seek?
Thoughtful, I have become
Treading water
But safe and cautious in conviction
I am human with a conscience
"You have to let it go, my man
You can't be perfect
Better stop this speculation
Man, just take in the view
And relax and enjoy",
This soliloquy takes off the edge
I begin to talk with God by listening...
Monday, October 13, 2014
Friday, October 10, 2014
habergeon
Habergeon
4-19-14
May ones ephod be not loosed from the breastplate
Yet to ramble on in all of such resentment and hate
It's a mess but it's my beautiful mess
I count it a blessing
Even when I don't feel all that great
By the hole in my habergeon
Where it is neither too soon nor too late
Taking up urim and thummim
By the wings of the storm
That doth abate
Making my girdle of needlework
According to what one can create
Taking another drag deep
As if it were my last
Being one to consider my today
And to leave behind my past
May ones ephod be loosed
From such a breastplate....
Poet And Slave
4-19-14
4-19-14
May ones ephod be not loosed from the breastplate
Yet to ramble on in all of such resentment and hate
It's a mess but it's my beautiful mess
I count it a blessing
Even when I don't feel all that great
By the hole in my habergeon
Where it is neither too soon nor too late
Taking up urim and thummim
By the wings of the storm
That doth abate
Making my girdle of needlework
According to what one can create
Taking another drag deep
As if it were my last
Being one to consider my today
And to leave behind my past
May ones ephod be loosed
From such a breastplate....
Poet And Slave
4-19-14
midwives
Midwives
4-19-14
Shiphrah and Puah
Are beauty and splendor
Refusing to follow the king's command
Saving man children alive
For the cause of morality
Putting it off
For the cause of such a man
In the house of Levi
Taking my second cup of coffee
As if today will be the day that I die
Taking up the ark of bulrushes
In no more need to ask why
Saving Moses from the water of the Nile
In hard bondage, mortar and brick
I put it off for another day
To take my Sabbath idle and still
By the veil torn in the midst
In that I kick against the prick...
"Ouch!"
4-19-14
Making the children to serve with rigor
Blessed today with my coffee and sugar
Getting involved in something much bigger
Taking a wife of the daughter of Levi
Seeing that such was a beautiful child
He was saved alive from the water
We hide him three months
Yet to be filled with the Spirit of wisdom
Making our garments for glory and for beauty
Where such observation
In watching is our duty
Like the engravings of the signet
Set in ouches of gold
In hopes not to stagnate
Nor grow cold....
Clasp
4-19-14
By my procrastination
Of my dirty laundry
I bring to remembrance a time of joy and comfort
And take another deep toke
By the ouch, the brooch, and the clasp
By the venom of the asp
By these stones set upon ones shoulders
For a memorial
Being something that I can grasp
Making our breastplate of judgment
With its ornaments of gold
Yet procrastinating
Being one to call it a Sabbath
Not made for man
But vice versa
Yet to fasten together
All that we have to work with...
On Exodus 1:14 (Look This Up)
4-19-14
Making their lives with bondage quite bitter
Where I will proceed
And not be the quitter
The more they afflicted them
The more they multiplied and grew
Serving the purpose of a good and faithful servant
In my reaching out to you
In service, in mortar and in brick
O, meet my libido
He will get to work on it
Saving all male children alive
Going against the king's commands
For morality itself
O, where are these words going
But being spewed from a pen
Now in its diligence...
4-19-14
Shiphrah and Puah
Are beauty and splendor
Refusing to follow the king's command
Saving man children alive
For the cause of morality
Putting it off
For the cause of such a man
In the house of Levi
Taking my second cup of coffee
As if today will be the day that I die
Taking up the ark of bulrushes
In no more need to ask why
Saving Moses from the water of the Nile
In hard bondage, mortar and brick
I put it off for another day
To take my Sabbath idle and still
By the veil torn in the midst
In that I kick against the prick...
"Ouch!"
4-19-14
Making the children to serve with rigor
Blessed today with my coffee and sugar
Getting involved in something much bigger
Taking a wife of the daughter of Levi
Seeing that such was a beautiful child
He was saved alive from the water
We hide him three months
Yet to be filled with the Spirit of wisdom
Making our garments for glory and for beauty
Where such observation
In watching is our duty
Like the engravings of the signet
Set in ouches of gold
In hopes not to stagnate
Nor grow cold....
Clasp
4-19-14
By my procrastination
Of my dirty laundry
I bring to remembrance a time of joy and comfort
And take another deep toke
By the ouch, the brooch, and the clasp
By the venom of the asp
By these stones set upon ones shoulders
For a memorial
Being something that I can grasp
Making our breastplate of judgment
With its ornaments of gold
Yet procrastinating
Being one to call it a Sabbath
Not made for man
But vice versa
Yet to fasten together
All that we have to work with...
On Exodus 1:14 (Look This Up)
4-19-14
Making their lives with bondage quite bitter
Where I will proceed
And not be the quitter
The more they afflicted them
The more they multiplied and grew
Serving the purpose of a good and faithful servant
In my reaching out to you
In service, in mortar and in brick
O, meet my libido
He will get to work on it
Saving all male children alive
Going against the king's commands
For morality itself
O, where are these words going
But being spewed from a pen
Now in its diligence...
gliss
Glissando
4-18-14
Today I quote Scripture
At the lunch table with Mother and sister
Giving me the desire to write these rhymes today
Until I get a blister
Today I quote Scripture
Like this day were my last
As I set sail be means of my fore and aft mast
By another mysterious glissando
To support me in my endeavors
To try to forget the past
Take no gift
For a gift doth blind the wise
But accept it on you birthday
Over burgers and fries
Don't forget to put the cigarette out
Before you dump the ashtray
She just said no...
It Worked
4-18-14
This is what I was looking forward to
Teaching me to say "If the good Lord is willing"
It's not exactly the way I expected it
But I know there will be better ones
Lord willing
Not to offer the blood with leaven
In that I need reassurance
Of an eternity in heaven
Not to seethe a kid in his mother's milk
Being as one to recommend chapter eleven
Now there arose a new king over Egypt
Whom did not know Joseph
And he was put here for a purpose
According to God's plan
His heart was hardened
To give our hero a challenge
Yeah, it worked...
The Spirit Writes My Next Chapter
4-18-14
God prepares a deliverer
Moses is born
You might be asking
"What does this have to do with anything"
In ones findings of a new identity
I grope in the darkness
Towards my smoking table
With hopes in a brighter tomorrow
Hornets are sent before me
To drive out the Canaanites
Such giants will be as bread
So I can have myself much less sleepless nights
Making no covenant with them
I find it better to go my own way
Joseph was in Egypt already
As so the Spirit will write my next chapter...
Selvedge
4-19-14
Let's get it back together
Concerning protuberances
Standing out in a crowd inside my head
Let it go, my friend
Glad that the music is loud
Give it up to He whom rises from the dead
Tomorrow as so today anything goes
According to my joy in this sorrow
Let it go, my friend
According to the time and money
I lend and borrow
By the selvedge and coupling
And the king that knew not Joseph
By ones fifty taches of gold
And the coffee that is in the making
She is strong today
Like the poet that writes out the day's events...
Skin
4-19-14
You don't need to do anything today
Save just this
I tell myself these words of exhortation
In basking in the bliss
Devising my ten curtains of purple, scarlet and blue
Where I see fit to extend mine extremities
To reach out to you
Tired of the water made as wine
Sick and tired of being sick and tired
In requiring a sign
Making my fifty loops
In each curtain
By rams' skins dyed red
As tomorrow my Jesus will rise from the dead
By badgers' skins dyed blue
I see fit to reach out to you....
4-18-14
Today I quote Scripture
At the lunch table with Mother and sister
Giving me the desire to write these rhymes today
Until I get a blister
Today I quote Scripture
Like this day were my last
As I set sail be means of my fore and aft mast
By another mysterious glissando
To support me in my endeavors
To try to forget the past
Take no gift
For a gift doth blind the wise
But accept it on you birthday
Over burgers and fries
Don't forget to put the cigarette out
Before you dump the ashtray
She just said no...
It Worked
4-18-14
This is what I was looking forward to
Teaching me to say "If the good Lord is willing"
It's not exactly the way I expected it
But I know there will be better ones
Lord willing
Not to offer the blood with leaven
In that I need reassurance
Of an eternity in heaven
Not to seethe a kid in his mother's milk
Being as one to recommend chapter eleven
Now there arose a new king over Egypt
Whom did not know Joseph
And he was put here for a purpose
According to God's plan
His heart was hardened
To give our hero a challenge
Yeah, it worked...
The Spirit Writes My Next Chapter
4-18-14
God prepares a deliverer
Moses is born
You might be asking
"What does this have to do with anything"
In ones findings of a new identity
I grope in the darkness
Towards my smoking table
With hopes in a brighter tomorrow
Hornets are sent before me
To drive out the Canaanites
Such giants will be as bread
So I can have myself much less sleepless nights
Making no covenant with them
I find it better to go my own way
Joseph was in Egypt already
As so the Spirit will write my next chapter...
Selvedge
4-19-14
Let's get it back together
Concerning protuberances
Standing out in a crowd inside my head
Let it go, my friend
Glad that the music is loud
Give it up to He whom rises from the dead
Tomorrow as so today anything goes
According to my joy in this sorrow
Let it go, my friend
According to the time and money
I lend and borrow
By the selvedge and coupling
And the king that knew not Joseph
By ones fifty taches of gold
And the coffee that is in the making
She is strong today
Like the poet that writes out the day's events...
Skin
4-19-14
You don't need to do anything today
Save just this
I tell myself these words of exhortation
In basking in the bliss
Devising my ten curtains of purple, scarlet and blue
Where I see fit to extend mine extremities
To reach out to you
Tired of the water made as wine
Sick and tired of being sick and tired
In requiring a sign
Making my fifty loops
In each curtain
By rams' skins dyed red
As tomorrow my Jesus will rise from the dead
By badgers' skins dyed blue
I see fit to reach out to you....
Thursday, October 9, 2014
freewill
Freewill Boy, The Man
6-14-99
She made me do a dance for five dollars
Under the pale moonlight
I told her to raise it to twenty
And then pounded on the sidewalk
Jumping for joy
An all the way freewill kind of boy
But in this boy there is a man
Somewhere deep in there
Somehow the shit has hit the fan
Frog out of the bag
Into the jaws of a hungry bear
And now I live down here
In the pit of his stomach
Waiting for him to somehow spit me up
When the meal does not quite agree
Freewill boy, I am and I am free
And salt water won't bother me
I can live in the pond and as well at sea
Growing gills under the pale moonlight
Jumping for joy
A freewill kind of boy
And when the show is over
I go on home the same man
I was when I woke up
Then the real show goes on
On the TV when the power is off
Then I drift off to sleep
And dream up a new dance
For a twenty dollar bill
That vanishes before I know it
Oh, how I show it....
Trip To The New Moon
6-15-99
I took a trip to the new moon
When it was out of sight
I think I'll seize the power soon
Absorb creative energy from this humid night
Take a walk outside
And get in touch with the trees
Minding the business
Of sleeping birds and bees
Catch a dream or two
Man, if I were you
I'd get out while there's gold in the air
Let go, let loose all worry and care
Drop it in the sea for the angels
Aquatic beings of light
They'll take care of what you don't want to keep
All you have to do is jump right in
And let the waves of mercy wash you cool
Take a little sand home with you in your shoe
And remember the places you have been
I took a trip to the new moon and back
Stopped at the lunar 7-11 and bought a fresh new pack
Lighter smoke though still burns strong
A lucky strike, make a wish for the stars
And head on to the planet Mars
Your music will be waiting when you awake
Continue your journey through Kansas
Stay until the moon is full again
And now I ramble....
We Are All Human After All
6-15-99
Making friends to the alien beings inside my head
In the end we are all human after all
It is that which is misunderstood
That seems to be the alien
And then we integrate with the unknown
It may seem dangerous in the beginning
But we are not excused
When we do not choose to take the chance
And on the way we obtained armored suit, mace and lance
But our weapon is not our might
As we master spiritual martial arts overnight
We find that our capes
They fly like a kite
Taking us higher
Though there is always one step higher
We set up camp and build a fire
Once we had used only flint
Now we strike matches and light our cigarettes
Saluting Mother Nature for her gifts
But abuse not the resources
For then you abuse yourself
Hell, we can never master our desires
For in the end
We are all human after all....
A Treat From Grandpa
6-15-99
Caffeine lights
Maxwell House high
The sixty watt bulbs bring wakefulness to my eye
And a florescent light, how lethal
To the system that can only take so much
What can the Sun do to the sense of the touch
Sensitive, the nerve ending brings the senses keen
Aromas of the shore return to my being
Engrams of pleasure remind me of how it was once
When I ran free, a child
Never caring of who I am
Only wishing to taste the soda pop
A treat from Grandpa
He lifted me up to show me the jukebox
And the music man, I grew up to be
Myrtle Beach, yeah, he did teach
And I never really cared about Who
I only fancied the where and when
And the what is what interested me the most
What kind of shell fish dwelled close to the coast
Never did I care for the bold
Never did I need to boast
Or care to find myself
And then I started asking questions
Inviting new flavors to my being
And then I started seeing
Understanding so much more each day...
6-14-99
She made me do a dance for five dollars
Under the pale moonlight
I told her to raise it to twenty
And then pounded on the sidewalk
Jumping for joy
An all the way freewill kind of boy
But in this boy there is a man
Somewhere deep in there
Somehow the shit has hit the fan
Frog out of the bag
Into the jaws of a hungry bear
And now I live down here
In the pit of his stomach
Waiting for him to somehow spit me up
When the meal does not quite agree
Freewill boy, I am and I am free
And salt water won't bother me
I can live in the pond and as well at sea
Growing gills under the pale moonlight
Jumping for joy
A freewill kind of boy
And when the show is over
I go on home the same man
I was when I woke up
Then the real show goes on
On the TV when the power is off
Then I drift off to sleep
And dream up a new dance
For a twenty dollar bill
That vanishes before I know it
Oh, how I show it....
Trip To The New Moon
6-15-99
I took a trip to the new moon
When it was out of sight
I think I'll seize the power soon
Absorb creative energy from this humid night
Take a walk outside
And get in touch with the trees
Minding the business
Of sleeping birds and bees
Catch a dream or two
Man, if I were you
I'd get out while there's gold in the air
Let go, let loose all worry and care
Drop it in the sea for the angels
Aquatic beings of light
They'll take care of what you don't want to keep
All you have to do is jump right in
And let the waves of mercy wash you cool
Take a little sand home with you in your shoe
And remember the places you have been
I took a trip to the new moon and back
Stopped at the lunar 7-11 and bought a fresh new pack
Lighter smoke though still burns strong
A lucky strike, make a wish for the stars
And head on to the planet Mars
Your music will be waiting when you awake
Continue your journey through Kansas
Stay until the moon is full again
And now I ramble....
We Are All Human After All
6-15-99
Making friends to the alien beings inside my head
In the end we are all human after all
It is that which is misunderstood
That seems to be the alien
And then we integrate with the unknown
It may seem dangerous in the beginning
But we are not excused
When we do not choose to take the chance
And on the way we obtained armored suit, mace and lance
But our weapon is not our might
As we master spiritual martial arts overnight
We find that our capes
They fly like a kite
Taking us higher
Though there is always one step higher
We set up camp and build a fire
Once we had used only flint
Now we strike matches and light our cigarettes
Saluting Mother Nature for her gifts
But abuse not the resources
For then you abuse yourself
Hell, we can never master our desires
For in the end
We are all human after all....
A Treat From Grandpa
6-15-99
Caffeine lights
Maxwell House high
The sixty watt bulbs bring wakefulness to my eye
And a florescent light, how lethal
To the system that can only take so much
What can the Sun do to the sense of the touch
Sensitive, the nerve ending brings the senses keen
Aromas of the shore return to my being
Engrams of pleasure remind me of how it was once
When I ran free, a child
Never caring of who I am
Only wishing to taste the soda pop
A treat from Grandpa
He lifted me up to show me the jukebox
And the music man, I grew up to be
Myrtle Beach, yeah, he did teach
And I never really cared about Who
I only fancied the where and when
And the what is what interested me the most
What kind of shell fish dwelled close to the coast
Never did I care for the bold
Never did I need to boast
Or care to find myself
And then I started asking questions
Inviting new flavors to my being
And then I started seeing
Understanding so much more each day...
Tuesday, October 7, 2014
bleed
Not To Bleed The Meaning
6-14-99
If you sing smoothly
Without bleeding the meaning
You can catch the groove of melodic breezes
As a high pressure front passes at high noon
Vacuuming the clouds in invisible funnels of the Day's mercy
Great day for a picnic
Bring bread and wine
Stick a pin in the globe
Drive a post in the ground and post your sign
This is your day and your time
To gather the rays of God's light on your face
To bring the love into and all around this place
Conceptualize the relationship between Earth and space
We are feeding you ham sandwiches
Through a mental and spiritual straw
And all you need is rock and roll
To supply you the air that you breathe
And it's all the same if you howl with laughter
And sing the blues as you mourn or grieve
You are crying for the angels that lost their wings
You are musing on the treetops as the sparrow sings
Riddles flow from beneath the rock you nearly stumbled over
Turn it over to find your pet salamander
She is willing to swim in your aquarium for awhile
If you promise to turn her loose
Love is a dangerous thing, you know
And now you smoothly sing
Try not to bleed the meaning...
Silent Propaganda
6-14-99
Goblets of the offering
Are close in reach
A seagull is suffering
Thirsting on the Atlantic City beach
Throw some bread and they will gather
In swarms before your eyes
You'll feel like a rock and roll star
And you'll feel like the king of their world
Take a bow and toss those crumbs
Given the power, you lure them to the boardwalk
And into a dollar store
Bringing mayhem and chaos in your name
The clerk wonders how you did it
And if you had a dollar for every bird you fed
You would buy out the store
And go binging at the casinos
Dropping the money all around
To support the cause of amusement
A thing to be thankful for
As you go about your bright night
Of flashing lights, buzzers and bells
Cotton candy, funnel cake and the winners' games
With the winning number on every spin
The children of saint and sin
And the silent propaganda
That forms in your mind like an elaborate edifice
That you still enhance
As you go about your way
Straight on through into the new dawn
Of a brand new day....
Where Does It All Come From
6-14-99
I stand still for a moment
And put my lore at rest
Give it time to catch up with itself
And stop listening so closely
Waiting for a surprise
And I will be surprised
If I can quiet the words of the song
And no longer know
So I tune into the beat of the drum
Tune into the bass and the guitar's hum
The blues are in the air
I celebrate my sorrow
And am grateful that the feeling is there
Sadness is better than no feeling at all
Slow down, boy, you may be small
But in your guardian angel's shoes
You are standing tall
In the haze you wonder
Oh where does it all come from
The light of the stars
The sound of thunder
Where does it all come from
Sense of inertia in the backs of cars
Drowned rats
Drowning sorrows in local bars
Astrological effects coming from planet Mars
Obsessions of the musician in their electric guitars
I stand still for a moment
And let the beat roll over my feathers
Oiled and greased by a natural resource
And the power of nature
And the nature of power
It only happens when there is a reason
Where does it all come from?
My Show
6-14-99
Star Trek coming up soon on the TV
Will it take me far off this ship's course
Will I be lost in space
Coming up on a planet
Where no one uses words
What an ugly thought
But somehow I find
That this silence is a beauty
That cannot be described by words
It already feels like one
You think I'm crazy that this is my idea of fun
As said long ago, this is my night
This is my show
Drifting, drifting into the night
Hail those galactic passengers
And find that they seek knowledge just as well
And they keep an open mind
Not fixated on whether there's a heaven or hell
If we were on the surface
We would hear the warning sound of a bell
Ringing with astonishing clarity
This echo made possible in areas of material stability
All systems, check
But still not playing with a full deck
But who said we're playing cards
Anyway....
Freewill Boy, The Man
6-14-99
6-14-99
If you sing smoothly
Without bleeding the meaning
You can catch the groove of melodic breezes
As a high pressure front passes at high noon
Vacuuming the clouds in invisible funnels of the Day's mercy
Great day for a picnic
Bring bread and wine
Stick a pin in the globe
Drive a post in the ground and post your sign
This is your day and your time
To gather the rays of God's light on your face
To bring the love into and all around this place
Conceptualize the relationship between Earth and space
We are feeding you ham sandwiches
Through a mental and spiritual straw
And all you need is rock and roll
To supply you the air that you breathe
And it's all the same if you howl with laughter
And sing the blues as you mourn or grieve
You are crying for the angels that lost their wings
You are musing on the treetops as the sparrow sings
Riddles flow from beneath the rock you nearly stumbled over
Turn it over to find your pet salamander
She is willing to swim in your aquarium for awhile
If you promise to turn her loose
Love is a dangerous thing, you know
And now you smoothly sing
Try not to bleed the meaning...
Silent Propaganda
6-14-99
Goblets of the offering
Are close in reach
A seagull is suffering
Thirsting on the Atlantic City beach
Throw some bread and they will gather
In swarms before your eyes
You'll feel like a rock and roll star
And you'll feel like the king of their world
Take a bow and toss those crumbs
Given the power, you lure them to the boardwalk
And into a dollar store
Bringing mayhem and chaos in your name
The clerk wonders how you did it
And if you had a dollar for every bird you fed
You would buy out the store
And go binging at the casinos
Dropping the money all around
To support the cause of amusement
A thing to be thankful for
As you go about your bright night
Of flashing lights, buzzers and bells
Cotton candy, funnel cake and the winners' games
With the winning number on every spin
The children of saint and sin
And the silent propaganda
That forms in your mind like an elaborate edifice
That you still enhance
As you go about your way
Straight on through into the new dawn
Of a brand new day....
Where Does It All Come From
6-14-99
I stand still for a moment
And put my lore at rest
Give it time to catch up with itself
And stop listening so closely
Waiting for a surprise
And I will be surprised
If I can quiet the words of the song
And no longer know
So I tune into the beat of the drum
Tune into the bass and the guitar's hum
The blues are in the air
I celebrate my sorrow
And am grateful that the feeling is there
Sadness is better than no feeling at all
Slow down, boy, you may be small
But in your guardian angel's shoes
You are standing tall
In the haze you wonder
Oh where does it all come from
The light of the stars
The sound of thunder
Where does it all come from
Sense of inertia in the backs of cars
Drowned rats
Drowning sorrows in local bars
Astrological effects coming from planet Mars
Obsessions of the musician in their electric guitars
I stand still for a moment
And let the beat roll over my feathers
Oiled and greased by a natural resource
And the power of nature
And the nature of power
It only happens when there is a reason
Where does it all come from?
My Show
6-14-99
Star Trek coming up soon on the TV
Will it take me far off this ship's course
Will I be lost in space
Coming up on a planet
Where no one uses words
What an ugly thought
But somehow I find
That this silence is a beauty
That cannot be described by words
It already feels like one
You think I'm crazy that this is my idea of fun
As said long ago, this is my night
This is my show
Drifting, drifting into the night
Hail those galactic passengers
And find that they seek knowledge just as well
And they keep an open mind
Not fixated on whether there's a heaven or hell
If we were on the surface
We would hear the warning sound of a bell
Ringing with astonishing clarity
This echo made possible in areas of material stability
All systems, check
But still not playing with a full deck
But who said we're playing cards
Anyway....
Freewill Boy, The Man
6-14-99
Monday, October 6, 2014
puppets
Soul Mirror Puppets
6-14-99
If you want rhyme
You've got to take that leap of faith
And break down the first domino
Let it be this page
You've got to leap into the air
So the angel gives you wings
You've got to catch the vibe
Before the man of harmony sings
Man of peace, let it be
Man of purpose, let us see
Man of rhyme, if you learn to accept
And take what is yours
Then you can have all of these things
If you just believe in yourself
Be it the player in the forest
The one of charm, King Shadow Elf
Your charms, my man, they hang all out
Whether you see them or not
Hang with us awhile
In your mirror image
Of yourself up close
And see all your soul mirror puppets
You claim to be your sidekicks
And they kick, alive and kicking
We'll be in touch
So hang in and peace out....
Soliloquy Begins
6-14-99
Knock one out every ten minutes or so
If it may be a speed drill
Smoke one with me before you go
And throw some more wings on the grill
These are yours to wear at will
As your pet rocks
They do more than just exist
More than you know
In a way of purpose
Upon your window sill
I am here to guide you
And to confide with you
Set you on your mission
The mission of this night
To empower those caffeine lights
That surge through your mind
Like generators of creative energy
Double the strength
Double the walking length
Don't even try to turn in
Don't even try
For throwing in the towel would be a lie
So meditate and muse on your artist in the phones
Gasp for that power and heave a sigh
The soliloquy begins
Take it fresh
Bob Weir and Phil Lesh
The survivors of mayhem
They dwell in the musical mind
Of the man you are
"Give us lyrics"....
The Lesson That Never Ends
6-14-99
Taking a trip to Kansas and back
Loading the gear in my backpack
Singing left and right as I walk along
Blending the scenery with rock and roll song
Eyeing the women that I let pass by
I am the watcher of Earth, sea and sky
I am the beholder of my own hidden beauty
And I choose what to show
I am the man with the two radios
Of my backpack full of loot and stow
Picking up gems on my penny lane
Frog's tongue and pride, lion's mane
... and I have pride to have no pride
My shame is my strength
And when humble, I am complaisant
I said this long ago
Wearing an armored suit
Of self righteousness and denial
But it can't hurt when it doesn't get out
I'm sending letters over the air
That get returned before they arrive
Getting paid back with spiritual currency
And manifest retribution
In the ages of self discovery
And this lesson never ends
Why try to make amends....
Arrived In Kansas
6-14-99
Arrived in Kansas by sundown
And I'm rockin'
Rockin' with a fiddle
Taking the pen to my air guitar
Brewing up a riddle
To gas the engines of my spirit car
Shiny and new it was made
By polishing the coffee table
And in the fishing hole I wade
And I'm willing and able
To catch my line on a tree
And reel in the words
To a lively song of dancing fairies
Gossiping on the wind
In animate and radiant choruses
Of love and fiery warm peace
That linger in the most obvious of places
And, o, we are so blind
Seeing only what the human eye can see
I'm taking a world tour
On a poetry caravan
I only have to walk two city blocks
To discover that in my soul
I can somehow maintain
An all year tan
I live my life in the sun
And a shadow's life in shade
I've got to learn how to have fun
Then, boy, then I'll have it made...
6-14-99
If you want rhyme
You've got to take that leap of faith
And break down the first domino
Let it be this page
You've got to leap into the air
So the angel gives you wings
You've got to catch the vibe
Before the man of harmony sings
Man of peace, let it be
Man of purpose, let us see
Man of rhyme, if you learn to accept
And take what is yours
Then you can have all of these things
If you just believe in yourself
Be it the player in the forest
The one of charm, King Shadow Elf
Your charms, my man, they hang all out
Whether you see them or not
Hang with us awhile
In your mirror image
Of yourself up close
And see all your soul mirror puppets
You claim to be your sidekicks
And they kick, alive and kicking
We'll be in touch
So hang in and peace out....
Soliloquy Begins
6-14-99
Knock one out every ten minutes or so
If it may be a speed drill
Smoke one with me before you go
And throw some more wings on the grill
These are yours to wear at will
As your pet rocks
They do more than just exist
More than you know
In a way of purpose
Upon your window sill
I am here to guide you
And to confide with you
Set you on your mission
The mission of this night
To empower those caffeine lights
That surge through your mind
Like generators of creative energy
Double the strength
Double the walking length
Don't even try to turn in
Don't even try
For throwing in the towel would be a lie
So meditate and muse on your artist in the phones
Gasp for that power and heave a sigh
The soliloquy begins
Take it fresh
Bob Weir and Phil Lesh
The survivors of mayhem
They dwell in the musical mind
Of the man you are
"Give us lyrics"....
The Lesson That Never Ends
6-14-99
Taking a trip to Kansas and back
Loading the gear in my backpack
Singing left and right as I walk along
Blending the scenery with rock and roll song
Eyeing the women that I let pass by
I am the watcher of Earth, sea and sky
I am the beholder of my own hidden beauty
And I choose what to show
I am the man with the two radios
Of my backpack full of loot and stow
Picking up gems on my penny lane
Frog's tongue and pride, lion's mane
... and I have pride to have no pride
My shame is my strength
And when humble, I am complaisant
I said this long ago
Wearing an armored suit
Of self righteousness and denial
But it can't hurt when it doesn't get out
I'm sending letters over the air
That get returned before they arrive
Getting paid back with spiritual currency
And manifest retribution
In the ages of self discovery
And this lesson never ends
Why try to make amends....
Arrived In Kansas
6-14-99
Arrived in Kansas by sundown
And I'm rockin'
Rockin' with a fiddle
Taking the pen to my air guitar
Brewing up a riddle
To gas the engines of my spirit car
Shiny and new it was made
By polishing the coffee table
And in the fishing hole I wade
And I'm willing and able
To catch my line on a tree
And reel in the words
To a lively song of dancing fairies
Gossiping on the wind
In animate and radiant choruses
Of love and fiery warm peace
That linger in the most obvious of places
And, o, we are so blind
Seeing only what the human eye can see
I'm taking a world tour
On a poetry caravan
I only have to walk two city blocks
To discover that in my soul
I can somehow maintain
An all year tan
I live my life in the sun
And a shadow's life in shade
I've got to learn how to have fun
Then, boy, then I'll have it made...
Wednesday, October 1, 2014
mantra
* back to my new stuff... a totally different style of writing that makes more sense.
Mantra
9-14-14
I repeat my mantra
O, happy day
The day he washed my sins away
Stated in the present tense
Much more than come what may
Yet to discover yet my purpose
In all that I have to say
Looking for a reason
To wake up here and now
I hope that everyone will find their way
Sticking with the plan of Yes
Along with the book of Daniel
As the king gives commandment
To gather all magicians and astrologers
I repeat, O, happy day
O, happy day...
Consent
9-14-14
Devoting one more moment to my mission
Spending every ounce of energy
To this precarious position
So we consent with them in this matter
Under no such condition
As sweet dreams console our future tense hopes
In this in its petition
So come they to stand before the king in their song
O, when you keep a wall around your heart
To protect it from pain
You also yet diminish your capacity to feel pleasure
I devote yet one more moment
To what lies in store
O, where is my treasure...
Enjoy (Resolution)
9-14-14
O, just enjoy it
O, get more involved
Are my first two resolutions
For the year of fifteen
Praying for wisdom and sweet understanding
In hopes to make the scene
My decision is to befriend even the worm
To reduce the complex fraction to its lowest term
O, King, live forever
Tell your servants the dream
In every endeavor
O, just enjoy it
If I keep this much
Then so be it, I do well
On different paths up the same mountain
Just enjoy...
On Daniel 2:10 (Look This Up)
9-14-14
Chaldeans yet gather
But to be alone, yeah I would rather
By my Irish Spring soap lather
To give the king command to destroy the wise men of Babylon
To but declare in that when we arrive
We'll be long gone
There is not a man on Earth
That will tell it like it is
Hoping that God is pleased with my enthusiasm
In froth, foam and fizz
Come another forgotten dream
Of Nebuchadnezzar's vision of this image
In coffee without need for cream
Seeing things in different lights
Chaldeans yet gather....
Arioch
9-14-14
Yet to answer our Arioch
Yet to roll away the stone and rock
Rocking on in spite of such a block
For only those that doubt
Upon the door we will knock
O, why is this decree from the king so urgent
By the golden key that can pick every lock
Knowing a feeling of coldness in my extremities
Due to an excess of such nicotine
To yet research my Ashram
For the cause of the way it sounds in ears inclined
With eagerness yet to answer our Arioch
O, so many words
We are yet, so as poets, taste
And not make haste...
Through Aram
9-14-14
Yet in the ruins so is the purpose
To but build again what's been torn down
As one to but earn his wings and crown
O, go live out the heavy load upon your backs
And not as men of renown
I scribble this malarkey
For the cause of hopes of leaving town
Yet in the ruins where we make known this interpretation
Of all rendition
Travelling north into our Hamath
To see what lies in store
For those that seek...
My Seas Of Excess
9-14-14
South towards Damascus
West into Zidon and Tyre
Setting sail upon the Mediteranian for our free trade
And to but discover our vast empire
Not to get lost in a sea of excess verbiage
I am as one to preach to the choir
The last thing I want to do is fritter this away
In today my rigid attire
Following the Tigris into my personal Persian Gulf
You are the salt of the earth yet extracted
The word is love and the time is now
No matter how much we are distracted....
Groan
9-14-14
At eleven past eleven
I wish for the love and the peace
That transcends all understanding
Breaking it down
To bring this airplane in for another safe landing
To Haran on through our Assyria
And rough edges sanding
Of He that changes the times and seasons
Of He that removes kings
And raises them up again
For those reasons at eleven past eleven
I wish to pass into my Nineveh
For the cause of love alone
And to but roll away the stone
Make a wish and expect a miracle
As the Spirit doth but groan....
Mantra
9-14-14
I repeat my mantra
O, happy day
The day he washed my sins away
Stated in the present tense
Much more than come what may
Yet to discover yet my purpose
In all that I have to say
Looking for a reason
To wake up here and now
I hope that everyone will find their way
Sticking with the plan of Yes
Along with the book of Daniel
As the king gives commandment
To gather all magicians and astrologers
I repeat, O, happy day
O, happy day...
Consent
9-14-14
Devoting one more moment to my mission
Spending every ounce of energy
To this precarious position
So we consent with them in this matter
Under no such condition
As sweet dreams console our future tense hopes
In this in its petition
So come they to stand before the king in their song
O, when you keep a wall around your heart
To protect it from pain
You also yet diminish your capacity to feel pleasure
I devote yet one more moment
To what lies in store
O, where is my treasure...
Enjoy (Resolution)
9-14-14
O, just enjoy it
O, get more involved
Are my first two resolutions
For the year of fifteen
Praying for wisdom and sweet understanding
In hopes to make the scene
My decision is to befriend even the worm
To reduce the complex fraction to its lowest term
O, King, live forever
Tell your servants the dream
In every endeavor
O, just enjoy it
If I keep this much
Then so be it, I do well
On different paths up the same mountain
Just enjoy...
On Daniel 2:10 (Look This Up)
9-14-14
Chaldeans yet gather
But to be alone, yeah I would rather
By my Irish Spring soap lather
To give the king command to destroy the wise men of Babylon
To but declare in that when we arrive
We'll be long gone
There is not a man on Earth
That will tell it like it is
Hoping that God is pleased with my enthusiasm
In froth, foam and fizz
Come another forgotten dream
Of Nebuchadnezzar's vision of this image
In coffee without need for cream
Seeing things in different lights
Chaldeans yet gather....
Arioch
9-14-14
Yet to answer our Arioch
Yet to roll away the stone and rock
Rocking on in spite of such a block
For only those that doubt
Upon the door we will knock
O, why is this decree from the king so urgent
By the golden key that can pick every lock
Knowing a feeling of coldness in my extremities
Due to an excess of such nicotine
To yet research my Ashram
For the cause of the way it sounds in ears inclined
With eagerness yet to answer our Arioch
O, so many words
We are yet, so as poets, taste
And not make haste...
Through Aram
9-14-14
Yet in the ruins so is the purpose
To but build again what's been torn down
As one to but earn his wings and crown
O, go live out the heavy load upon your backs
And not as men of renown
I scribble this malarkey
For the cause of hopes of leaving town
Yet in the ruins where we make known this interpretation
Of all rendition
Travelling north into our Hamath
To see what lies in store
For those that seek...
My Seas Of Excess
9-14-14
South towards Damascus
West into Zidon and Tyre
Setting sail upon the Mediteranian for our free trade
And to but discover our vast empire
Not to get lost in a sea of excess verbiage
I am as one to preach to the choir
The last thing I want to do is fritter this away
In today my rigid attire
Following the Tigris into my personal Persian Gulf
You are the salt of the earth yet extracted
The word is love and the time is now
No matter how much we are distracted....
Groan
9-14-14
At eleven past eleven
I wish for the love and the peace
That transcends all understanding
Breaking it down
To bring this airplane in for another safe landing
To Haran on through our Assyria
And rough edges sanding
Of He that changes the times and seasons
Of He that removes kings
And raises them up again
For those reasons at eleven past eleven
I wish to pass into my Nineveh
For the cause of love alone
And to but roll away the stone
Make a wish and expect a miracle
As the Spirit doth but groan....
lights out
* going back to my old stuff of Stoner days...
Light's Out
11-93
There was a book I wrote part way
That I forgot I had
She caught my eye when I got here
But hidden was she by a jacket in the summer
The eye that was caught came back to me
As I heard what was behind me
So I said a few words to myself
Which I didn't completely know what they meant then
I was making songs of my own
And building a wall of poetic songs
With the sense I made from the words
I was resting up for a ride
To a place where I could spend my money
On good stuff to make me think of more pictures for the side
After lights out
So before I close my eyes
To envisioning after dark
I clear the mind with the warmth...
Made From Yesterday
11-22-93
I picked up some artist tools
At the store I work at
A successful mini shoplift spree
And I don't remember what was what
Interrupted by a good song
I had to stop what I was doing
Writing what I have forgotten about
Those kind of songs are those and far from here
So let's put a stop to this page here
Until I make another
Or another two lights
In the beginning of a time called "Made days
From the yesterday
And good stuff made nights"
* poem I wrote when I worked at Office Max in retail...
The Three Place Gig
11-23-93
I was wondering why you asked me
If I was going to work
Did you want to knock down more cluttered shelves
To just make them neater
And to make it more interesting
Did you want to drop those heavy boxes on the floor
Just to hear a sound
And make a love bear roar
It's just the sound of the growl
And a little excursion and prowl
Like a ten ton slow train
That hovered on the tracks
I wondered for a moment
How I made it past without crashing
Or pushing the smaller yellow one
As if it were an escalator
Followed by a stair case
Of hungry food shoppers....
Hiding The Cage
11-23-93
I figured I might let the steam hide where you are
I just found out what wants out
And I don't know if I can free it
I'm not sure so I'll let it be
Until I'm told to unlock what I have caged
Maybe I'll see a sign
But for now I'll let it dine on a favorite drink
And the steam that swirls around
Even though by me it's not seen
So take a little extra time
I need to work tonight
To make a day to flee
And be what I want to be
And do what I have planned
In a glance at the plan...
Sounds Like A Fire
11-25-93
Fires at my house
I didn't see them burning
I didn't see the flames
I just heard remaining leaves
Burning in a bubbling still wind
I really thought the house was burning
But I assumed there was nothing wrong
And I went back to bed
I woke up again
I didn't want to move
I didn't know I was shouting
"Go away! Let me sleep!"
I heard the fires at my house just now
Yet the sounds sounded more like empty trees swaying
But there was no wind to make them tilt
How many times has this house burned down
And we survived it...
Immobile Thanksgiving
11-25-93
Standing still
In a chair by a light
Today on no more food
And thanks for the coffee day
I ate so fast I could have frozen myself
In an endless sleep
I was awakened again
By a piece of pie
And I had to lie
To fight at the gate
Of my back door to a smoke
To make it out I thought a distraction
Sitting still
In such a position
I could go back to sleep
I don't want to know
The life of a poet turned off
But I don't want to feel bad about it
If I happen to take it easy....
Light's Out
11-93
There was a book I wrote part way
That I forgot I had
She caught my eye when I got here
But hidden was she by a jacket in the summer
The eye that was caught came back to me
As I heard what was behind me
So I said a few words to myself
Which I didn't completely know what they meant then
I was making songs of my own
And building a wall of poetic songs
With the sense I made from the words
I was resting up for a ride
To a place where I could spend my money
On good stuff to make me think of more pictures for the side
After lights out
So before I close my eyes
To envisioning after dark
I clear the mind with the warmth...
Made From Yesterday
11-22-93
I picked up some artist tools
At the store I work at
A successful mini shoplift spree
And I don't remember what was what
Interrupted by a good song
I had to stop what I was doing
Writing what I have forgotten about
Those kind of songs are those and far from here
So let's put a stop to this page here
Until I make another
Or another two lights
In the beginning of a time called "Made days
From the yesterday
And good stuff made nights"
* poem I wrote when I worked at Office Max in retail...
The Three Place Gig
11-23-93
I was wondering why you asked me
If I was going to work
Did you want to knock down more cluttered shelves
To just make them neater
And to make it more interesting
Did you want to drop those heavy boxes on the floor
Just to hear a sound
And make a love bear roar
It's just the sound of the growl
And a little excursion and prowl
Like a ten ton slow train
That hovered on the tracks
I wondered for a moment
How I made it past without crashing
Or pushing the smaller yellow one
As if it were an escalator
Followed by a stair case
Of hungry food shoppers....
Hiding The Cage
11-23-93
I figured I might let the steam hide where you are
I just found out what wants out
And I don't know if I can free it
I'm not sure so I'll let it be
Until I'm told to unlock what I have caged
Maybe I'll see a sign
But for now I'll let it dine on a favorite drink
And the steam that swirls around
Even though by me it's not seen
So take a little extra time
I need to work tonight
To make a day to flee
And be what I want to be
And do what I have planned
In a glance at the plan...
Sounds Like A Fire
11-25-93
Fires at my house
I didn't see them burning
I didn't see the flames
I just heard remaining leaves
Burning in a bubbling still wind
I really thought the house was burning
But I assumed there was nothing wrong
And I went back to bed
I woke up again
I didn't want to move
I didn't know I was shouting
"Go away! Let me sleep!"
I heard the fires at my house just now
Yet the sounds sounded more like empty trees swaying
But there was no wind to make them tilt
How many times has this house burned down
And we survived it...
Immobile Thanksgiving
11-25-93
Standing still
In a chair by a light
Today on no more food
And thanks for the coffee day
I ate so fast I could have frozen myself
In an endless sleep
I was awakened again
By a piece of pie
And I had to lie
To fight at the gate
Of my back door to a smoke
To make it out I thought a distraction
Sitting still
In such a position
I could go back to sleep
I don't want to know
The life of a poet turned off
But I don't want to feel bad about it
If I happen to take it easy....
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