1-24-14

Trypanosome
1-11-14

Of my trivial trypanosome
I renounce the sickness
That abides right next to the pleasure dome
Dead while I live
If this is all that I live for
Auspicious to be ominous
By such an earth that is not my home
Making straight one's paths
Lest that which is lame
Will be turned out of the way
As so in these mid winter doldrums
I can know the month of May..




On Hebrews 12:13
1-11-14

O, let it rather be healed
And to be one to know to be sealed
By the clementine that is yet to be peeled
Digging deep for the sweetness at hand
Being one to come to understand
Following peace with all men
In holiness striking oil again
Amongst our desert sand
On this darkest day
Where our claim of this gold
Is worth twenty grand
O, let it rather be healed...




Looking On
1-11-14

Looking on diligently
Lest any man should fail of this grace
Setting the spirit of the Comforter right before one's face
Observing thoughts for what they are
When they tend to get in a race
Praying without ceasing
Rejoicing evermore
In everything giving thanks
In any state to be therewith content
Into the world today I am sent
Lest the root of bitterness doth spring up
Looking on diligently...




Reading Isaiah
1-11-14

The whole head is sick
And the whole heart is faint
Taking up shovel and pick to dig deep
By the artist and his brushes and paints
Flipping back to the book of Isaiah
To be worthy to be named amongst the saints
By one's new moons and Sabbaths
And the calling of the assembly
I want to get back in there tomorrow
To see what our pastor has to say about it
Hear ye O heavens
And give ear O earth
In finding out again
Today just what treasure is worth...




My Word Search
1-11-14

Seeking it carefully with tears
Turning back the pages
To be one to face my fears
Choosing to hear that which seems quite unappealing
No longer one to be as devoid of all feeling
Seeking the understanding before such a healing
By the halflight of another cloudy Sabbath
Not to come to the mountain
That can be touched by infirmity
Which still burns with fire
For the prophet to boldly look upon
As such a sign
By the stars that doth align...




Incident On Third Street
1-11-14

Condemned was the outward religion
In feeding our peanuts to the squirrel and pigeon
By these childhood remembrances of our city dark
Across the street from our Strawberry Square
It is a time I would rather not ponder
In that it doesn't seem fair
In such a place where I had my first taste of Chinese food
Seeing that such a memory needs to be confronted
The Lord has spoken
To yet set the mood...




Bring No More Vain Oblations
1-11-14

O, to what purpose is the multitude of sacrifices
In that we can conclude
That paid in full already are these prices
In that there is no more of such an offering
According to our excess in our vices
O, to what end will be our vain oblation
That is put forth only for the conscience
According to bliss and elation
And it is written
That he is full of what can be offered
By a fleshly hand outstretched...




Spoken
1-11-14

For the mouth of the Lord has spoken
In love letters written to us as one's true token
Praying today for this understanding
So that I might write my new material
In new ways unbroken
O, how the faithful city hath become a harlot
Where white as snow is our sins as scarlet
And such is a name I will always remember
Now that I have made it through my December
For the mouth of God has spoken....






Terebinth
1-11-14

Ashamed of those terebinth trees
I have once much waned in my abode
Where heat pipes cough
And it may as well be haunted
Confounded for the gardens I have chosen
Yes, it is me for whom the streets are frozen
Defined as I go
And purging away the dross
To yet take away my alloy
In that I receive gifts
For being a very bad and good boy
Whose leaf doth fade to be blown away
In which today I have my month of May....