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Go
12-13-13

Defining the word go
According to what the scholar can of himself yet know
Learning only according to the spirit indwelling these dry bones
That stand up by the miracle one does not yet expect
Defining the word go
Seeing that such has its many meanings
That we grasp quite slow
Hoping and praying to inquire
O, what shall I equal to thee
That I might be comforted
By the Spirit of God's riches at Christ's expense
Defining the word go...




Nestor
12-13-13

Nestorian notions nullify not that which is determined
By what we cannot see
Putting off last minute Christmas shopping
To conclude that it's not about boxes and ribbons
By this hypostasis determined
By that which the ordinary scholars can come to know
According to all that is invisible
Reading today the epistles of apostle Paul
To emphasise that which is quite profound
Going into the ring with a rival that extra round
By those Nestorian notations
Scribbled with stealth
Given sound council
To get some rest
And take care of my health..




On Hosea 9:7
12-13-13

Missing the starting gun
Abiding still in my pajamas
Welcoming into my widow
The light of another sun
Where God's mercies are new once again
Where I take out my snow plow
In the form of this pen
Where the prophet is a fool
And the spiritual man is mad
Where our sheep are sheered of all wool
And this poet is happy
In that he is sad
?By the days of our visitation
Of such recompense
Come upon those with ears to hear...




Exception
12-13-13

Glory doth fly away
Like a bird from the womb
From birth and from conception
Given this discernment
To know the contrast of this truth
With its deception
Carrying one's cross
That needs not crush him to powder
Given another exception
With no plan save my faith
Exercised in staying hope
To hear the snow plows
Doing the work of God
So that ambassadors can spread the news
And so that scholars can do what they choose
And so these winners permit themselves to lose
Willing to fail in order to succeed
Where this glory appears again
In all effulgence and illumination...





Forgiveness
12-13-13

Deeply corrupting themselves as in Gibeah
Remembering no more their iniquity
In that we forgive them
Like acceptance in such a repetitive practice
By one's conscious choice
Where children are bereaved
By how we can yet rejoice
Where we have but grieved
Reconciled again
Where we change our minds and turn back
Turning around to try it another way
Where he will remember our sin no more...




Effeminate
12-13-13

Given our miscarrying womb
And dry breasts
Of such effeminate nature
Where there is no male nor female
And no bond or free
And no land or sea
And no you or me
Planted in another pleasant place
In another wrestling match
With unconditional love colossal
By the findings of another dinosaur fossil
By our wickedness in our Gilgal
Serving as our new place of worship
Upon our high place we need not come down from
The poet takes his seat to write these words of exhortation
To yet be just as it is...




Empty Line
12-13-13

Increasing one's altars
Bringing forth fruit unto himself
Procrastinating and killing the day
To reorganize music and literature upon my shelf
Soon to be one to decline from another invitation
To stay home to listen to the snow plows
As music to my ears
In the coming home of cows
To give the milk of last night's swigs
That did freeze my brain
Again to be as sustenance
To today's willing pen
Increasing my altars
Making goodly images of my own...





Found
12-13-13

Found faulty with one's heart divided
In tastes sweet and salty
Where decadence is derided
According to all olfactory notions of pleasure
We tend to live for
In today's endeavors with pen in hand
Where we become ashamed of our own council
According to the gardens we have chosen
By no set teaching or guru
Where streets once again are frozen
And this is what I do today
In describing this blessedness
According to improvisation....





Infirmity
12-13-13

Large letters so did serve as the riddle at hand
According to his infirmity
Interpreted by the scholar
Whom yet seeks out more
Purified as he is pure
Penetrating the mantle straight into the core
Feeling whole again where one is sore
By large letters dictated
Due to a shortness of sight
Serving as his thorn in the flesh
To carry with me straight into the night
To wake once again to this world of white...




Portray
12-13-13

O, what kind of Christian am I
To hear the word that I fail to apply
To receive the truth and still tell the lie
To watch time burn as such doth fly
Knowing the mystery yet still asking why
O, what kind of believer do I portray
Yet in all astonishment and dismay
O, I inquire
Prying into that which one can see
With eyes closed tightly
In that I pray...




Enigma
12-13-13

I am yet to define enlightenment
To be the enigma to which I am entitled to
Living in my secluded sacred spaces
Between the bricks of a wall that needs not divide
As so still I will deal with the nature of my pride
Upon the contrasting aspect on the opposite side
In hopes for a heaven
By the sea of ebb and tide
Where we shall meet again
On that beautiful shore...




On First Corinthians 1:1
12-13-13

Sosthenes did prophesy Between the lines of a text
Inspired by those with eyes to see
Through the will of God
That lies today in what I discern
From the real me
Where they let me do my thing
Wherein I am yet to define
What it is to be free
And in another passage
Ishmael is born into this new place
To make a nation possible
In its coming into being
For the cause of all procreation
Cast out of such a house To yet illustrate
What is yet to be understood
By the things we cannot clearly see...