Assateague
6-29-14
Rammish and rank
To a brother I thank
We keep our beer cold in the fish tank
By a mixture of sand
Made by God's right hand
We can make twelve grand
In that we understand
By clay, by sentiment
B y soil and by loam
We take a trip back in time
To where the ponies roam
Such a place is called Assateague
I went there when I was an innocent
While plastering walls and rending my veils
As it is God's love today that never fails
I hope to go back there someday
To gather horseshoe crabs and beech snails...
Opium
6-29-14
Tonight I don't need to be eloquent
Or even profound
Where in the corner of my ring
I go that extra round
I am prepared to lose my mind tomorrow
I boldly write there words to quench my sorrow
By the loam
By the friable soil
By the burning of my midnight oil
Stopping holes and plastering walls
Reaching out my telephone calls
I choose my confessions
By the hair of my balls
Tonight I don't need to be eloquent
Dried or condensed
As the seed capsules of the poppy
And the nostalgia of the floppy
For the cause of yesterday
O, I believe in such
Opiate
6-29-14
By our sedative
By the soporific and its derivatives
I find my way in words yet to say
Because Jesus lives
By parquerine and its codeine
By nicotine and caffeine
And the prettiest girls I've ever seen
May it not be in vain
By forty hues of new green
By anything that induces lethargy
In a selfless act in things I mean
I yet higgle and haggle
To bargain with the gamblers and whores
I rejoice tomorrow morning
The coffee that yet pours
And as well right now by peace
Even in such wars
I write this song for me and you
To be tonight as one of few.....
Soporific
6-29-14
By papyrus and its sedge
I take something new to take off the edge
Native in the Nile valley
By the pith of such an ancient plant
I dare not say that I can't
Such is a bad word
Written upon its slant
By a soul with good intentions
Preaching to the Egyptians and the Greeks
By our white crystalline alkaloid
One hour to go
I no longer need be paranoid
Drive the engines harder
I have no one to try to avoid
As an agent to help me sleep tonight
God's word won't come back void....
Just Do It
6-29-14
I see no point in worrying about the future
I see no reason to imagine the worst case scenario
In all of this
I see no cause in obsessing
Over what can happen to my abode
Light years away are these probabilities
Whither the Spirit was to go they went
I see every reason to surrender
And as well report of a heraldic animal
Sitting and sejent
By insight into meditation
I seek the courage to work through it
So I can rise tomorrow and just do it.....
Lamps
6-29-14
Out of the midst comes the likeness
Of four living creatures
With their minds made up
According to their features
Across the wilderness
I will follow you
Each one with four faces and four wings
About which such a poet so sings
Of the color of burnished brass
And all the joy that it brings
I make this rhyme from scratch
And make my happy Fisher's catch
Whither the Spirit was to go they went
We appear as lamps
As lightning we come forth
Out of the fire just for you......
I Take A Risk
6-29-14
I take a risk
Just in writing this
I offer up my neck
To be one to say O, what the heck
Choosing the old school cassette
Rather than the compact disc
I hear the noise of wings
Like the song of great waters
As so the poet sings
For all of our sons and daughters
I take a risk in what I do right now
Given tomorrow the wherewithal and the know how
By the likeness of the firmament
Upon our heads as the color of beautiful crystal
I take this risk for you.....
At The Turn
7-1-14
At the turn of another precious minute
I take up my fondant and sugar paste
The day might come when I can't feel at all
In that nothing goes to waste
She carries it away
Going into captivity again with haste
I've got an empty cup that only love can fill
According to the prudent and chaste
As the chiming of another hour
I rejoice in mine infirmity
Playing classic Dead archives
As her young are dashed in pieces
As thou will also be drunken
Seeking one's strength
Because of close commaraderies by intellection
Bringing in the month of July with new hope...
Saracen
7-1-14
By the opponents of the crusaders
I plead no contest
Not one to compete
As by my conscience choice
I refrain in getting something to eat
Going to California again
By this Saracen staying awake
To stay home and watch the rain
Calling down thunder
To yet speak the same
Drawing out waters for such a siege
In calling on the name
Things will work out for the best today
In God to fortify the strongholds
Treading the mortar but not to build it again
In playing the game
This is all that I know to do about it....
Tread
7-1-14
Yet to tread the mortar
To make strong brick kiln
For those at work on something productive
They'll be music everywhere
When I see the light
Feeling hunger for truth and understanding
Where it doesn't need to be nightmarish
As where there is no council the people perish
On another Tuesday afternoon
And time to yet cherish
Gathering straw and brick
For the cause of the building
What is a man deep down inside
If any hear my voice
I stand at the door and knock....
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