miracle

Expect A Miracle 5-16-14 Expecting the next ten miracles And the next twenty-five rhymes I can see now the changes In that I will know of better times Forget me not I will follow you till your dying day We have sinned and done wickedly In all that there is yet to say I will be your keeper As you possess the key Departing from all precepts and judgments In finding again the real me You can feel me there In all there is to see.... Four Years Sobriety 5-16-14 By my short little span of attention I attempt to skim chapter nine In one's expecting of suspension Almost four years now without the sweet wine I'm feeling better now that all has been spoken Like a law to be bent And an ordinance to be broken In the third year of the reign of Cyrus, king of Persia The throne is a manifest token Yet to understand these given visions As if they were one's own So in taking up the pen today I am certain that I am not alone By my short little span of attention I am not one to cast the first stone..... Priming 5-16-14 By the priming of my firelock I will roll over And find an earthworm beneath the rock Going in dreams to my Agulhas Cape Where I get it all in writing and on tape Knowing not how to express this restlessness By the drawing of another drape By the gleaning of another grape The fermentation is in perfect shape By the first layer of paint and its priming By the powder that doth ignite such a charge I will rock on.... I say Hello To Kings 5-16-14 According to Ahab the husband of Jezebel I seek beyond what I can see Of matters of heaven and hell Turning back to the book of First Kings To be one to come out of my shell Consulting Ahasuerus The husband of Esther As so such thirst I yet mollify and quell Yet to try another fantasy In the breaking of the spell As in his rage he heats up the furnace You never know what you're going to get... O, Jesus, I Whisper 5-16-14 By one's surplice and cassock I slip into it by the sound of my alternative rock Base in its consistency According to hers and flock Where on the streets of this town There is no surrender In that they have a number for every name As today I will rock on and yet play the game By this designation and its closure I whisper again the power in the name Step outside of yourself to see the changes Slipping into loose fitting white vestments It is as a fashion yet to tame.... Surcease 5-16-14 By one's surcease of sorrow By mien of lord and lady We have hopes in a brighter tomorrow We seek a shelter cool and shady Killing time and dreaming yet to cease and desist From reality any way we know how As so a mentor passed on well advises For me to stay in the now By bearing and demeanor I extract milk from another milch cow I'm going to turn you around Quoting the Raven once again To be as manna for such a humble pen.... Oleander 5-16-14 Of oleander and its dogbane It doesn't need to be quite as insane I hang on your every word In emotions quite hard to contain If you still believe in me and you If it be so God and if it be his will I will take away the pain So today I will rock on to the oleander And its poison that serves as its own remedy Wherein I scribble these lyrics by chance alone He will deliver us out of thine hand, o king So be not the one Whom hopes to cast the first stone..... Of Fleshly Imagination 5-16-14 As of now I hallucinate the smell of nostalgic cinnamon toast Not of works lest any man should boast Justified by the law of faith On my Mediteranian coast At the chime of nine I rock on According to the parasite and her host And it's raining icepicks on your steel shore Bound in hosen, coats and hats Dreaming still of more house cats Cast into the midst of the fiery furnace Heated seven times more than it is wont Saying not words such as can't or don't I'm down on my knees today Where nothing can separate us from his love..... Fuzz 5-16-14 According to our hosen and breeches It is the trial that yet instructs and teaches By the rind of the oranges and the fuzz of peaches It's a dark day so I turn on a light And plow my way through the day into the night Sheltered in my verandah For sore eyes such is a sweet sight O, what's in this for me In that I hope to get it right Putting on my morion As the henchman squire and page As a trusted attendant and a follower I come down today with writers rage.... On Daniel 9:19 5-16-14 O, Lord hear O, Lord forgive In that I want to die Yet I want to live It's the coming of the Lord by one's sieve Mixing up the medicine In one's colander of compassion Given a second helping of another more than generous ration O, Lord listen and O, Lord act Until we get it down and become intact For your people and your city are called by your name O, Lord allow me to keep playing the game Being caused to yet fly swiftly In a testimony More than what is more of the same.... Restoration 5-16-14 Turning off my television As well as my other three lamps Of memories of inexpensive vacations To those summer camps I had treaded water for a half an hour With not need of postage stamps Just so I can scribble here these words For my courtesans and tramps Yet to restore and build again Jerusalem Along with highway bridges and concrete ramps Turning over another archive So that I get my taste today of grunge As so according to habit I will be today as the sponge....