lost these in last night's power surge. So I will type them here again. the power turned back on seconds after I was in acceptance to what was and it all worked out. commanded to come out of my comfort zone and work on this post.....
On Matthew 14:24
9-28-13
Walking on water
By the fourth watch
In dreams of falling off the wagon
By way of Coke and scotch
On my Springsteen Sabbath of sorts
By which the poet of the day yet exhorts
With thirteen pages already written
Come the hour of ten
Walking on water
By which they would not believe
Save in seeing such a sight
Subtle in the eyes of he whom still seeks....
Gospel Of Me
9-28-13
According to the gospel of my middle name
I hold the pen of such ringmasters
With a want to yet tame
Drunk on my sobriety
Being not on the top of my game
According to the notes to which I refer
Going back to those memories
Of her drawing nigh with my mouth
Hoping to bring my heart closer to this available light
According to the gospel of my middle name
To make my way straight through the day into the night....
Leaven
9-28-13
Savoring inhalations
As if they were my first and last
Playing Springsteen archives
To confront the shadows of my past
Departing into my Magdala and her coasts
Humbling myself in the matter
By which the bible scholar yet boasts
Holding my breath for the count of five
To serve as the reason
Why I am glad to be alive
Yet to beware of the leaven
Yet to rise in ovens of constant change
Loathed by those whom yet take comfort
In what is more of the same....
On Matthew 16:11, 12
9-28-13
Not of bread but of doctrine
Not just in my head
Such teachings are as they are
To which I have been led
Looking upon what Jesus has been through
When he bled
To help one carry on
And make the scene
In just being here and now
Where the dogs eat the fragments
That fall from the table
According to what he whom attends doth vow
Not of bread but of doctrine
To beware of the leaven
Rising in the dough of delight...
Opportunity
9-28-13
@ 11:11 AM
* make a wish...
Coming to appreciate the who I am
And the what I've got
To savor that which is
According to that which is not
No more lukewarm to be as cold and hot
To know that my label is not my identity
But an opportunity to yet overcome
Playing Springsteen archives
To zero in on the beat of the drum
Passing the day in just this
Bathed and clean and far from filthy still
And numb...
On Matthew 21:22
9-28-13
* look this up for yourself
All things you ask in prayer, believing
You shall receive
Where I am yet to rejoice
In things of which I grieve
To celebrate even the melancholy
Getting back in there
Where Coca Cola serves as my Molly
She was the inspiration of trying times
Of scoring my cup of joe
With my dollars and dimes
Costing one ten for my twenty ouncer
In dreams of when I would return...
Solid Poetry Day
9-28-13
* I had another Springsteen session on 9-6-14....
Many are called and few are chosen
Melting my icicles
That yesterday were once and twice frozen
Getting back in there
With my nostalgia and authenticity
Passing the day with a minimal amount of electricity
After a solid day of tasting hip hop shakes
Returning to my roots
Of all of the music that it makes
Chugging back my Coca Cola
Making this track in three more takes
Where my practice makes perfect
Like spiritual earthquakes....
Great Commandment
9-28-13
Using my distress
To love God with all of my mind
Where the stars shine in the night
As planets are aligned
Wherein by night seasons
My teeth so I yet grind
Observing the great commandment
To love God with all of my soul
Where eating a good breakfast
Will serve as my dream and goal
Remembering last night's dreams
Of going fishing in dark waters
In another plentiful deep and dark hole...
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