Bedstead Of Iron
4-17-14
Of one's nine cubits length
After the measure of a man
We pull up the covers
To dream of getting a tan
Exposed to the sunlight again
Wherein the summer has began
Of one's four cubits breadth
Upon his bedstead of iron
The giant takes his rest
And prepares for his tomorrow
He is a giant unto himself
With a will to face up
To what he needs to confront
O, why these measurements
So we inquire foolishly
Being not as one of superstitions of numbers
Rising from such a bed
To get my fix on pickled cucumbers
Like a giant to myself
I hope that I will get some rest.....
At Study
4-17-14
Reporting to my next class
I pray for a brother at study
Of memories of overseas
And a cross I did not know
Drenched and bloody
Plowing through the gospel of Luke
On a riverbank fertile and muddy
Passing over armed all men meet for war
To make peace with our Canaanites
In conquering ourselves
For unto you today is born a Savior
Yet off topic in its being
Of the eve of Good Friday
As to be good
It needed to be harsh
And this will be a sign unto you
Let us go now unto Bethlehem
To report to my next class
And pray for a brother at study...
On Deuteronomy 3:22
4-17-14
For mine eyes have seen thine salvation
That I sometimes doubt
Sitting in my preference of darkness
Where it's lights on for me
To make sure I didn't spill my M&M's
As a careless gesture of my gratitude
Which thou has prepared before the face of the people
You are not to fear them today
But regard across the street
You chosen Presbyterian steeple
And the blooming of magnolias
Where springtime is underway
For my eyes have seen thy salvation
Being as the prayer warrior today...
Lift Up Your Eyes
4-17-14
And Jesus increased in wisdom and stature
And in favor with God and man
As one day soon I take out my chair
With my bible and pen
To get a tan
And I believe that this will be part of God's master plan
In the fifteenth year of the reign of Tiberius Caesar
Behold it with thine own eyes
Getting thee up to the top of Pisgah
The high priests do their thing
To but fulfill what is yet to be
Living not today only according to what I can see
Trying to combine the ways of the west with the east
As ye that did cleave are alive to this day....
Keep And Do
4-17-14
Keep and do
For this is your wisdom and understanding
Practice and pursue
In bringing the shuttle in for a safe landing
Hearing a voice out of the midst of the fire
But seeing no similitude
Where the mountain burns with fire
And with darkness and with clouds
Keeping my soul diligently
To teach our sons by word of mouth
In going west again to face south
Keep and do
For this is your wisdom
I'll be alright
Because I believe I will make it through
Keep and do it
To yet experience such for yourself
That today is a day much brighter....
Hopes For My Tomorrow
4-17-14
Anticipating with relish
Tomorrow's writings and bible study
I need a new Old Testament plan
To be as my parallel
To this John the Baptist research
Trying too hard to get an old pen to flow
As my right hand grows colder
In need to be quickened again
Participating with relics
Hitting my coffee pot and my black ashtray
I received as a gift from a distant brother
I often intercede for
Severing three cities on this side of Jordan
For slayers to flee when they kill unintentionally
In a symbolic sense
In that I flee there just as well
Anticipating with relish
The music soon to follow
A good night's rest
As you have heard his words
Out of the midst of the fire on the mountain...
Three Treasure Cities
4-17-14
Going to Bezer
Coming from Ramoth
Approaching Golan
To see if I can make my way
To a safer place
Where I take shelter in the word
By such a crystal clear sound of my prog metal classics
Severing these three cities
For the cause of writing all about
What I have been dreaming
Mainly most forgotten scenes
Of trying to eat expired foods
Referring to both references
To the ten commandments
For the cause of all that is fundamental
Pouring myself onto the page
Writing for hours at a time
O, have no other gods before me
I would have said the same thing if I were there
Going to Bezer
Coming from Ramoth
Approaching Golan
As so indeed I happen to care....
Master Plan (Me)
4-18-14
Today's master plan
Is to close my eyes
And dream my life away
Monday, September 29, 2014
metalmark
Ptera Wing
9-13-14
Of my nectaring species
I devote a mutual respect
To those whom scatter their pollen
In fields of plenty
There is always something new to say about it
Of lepid scale and ptera wing
Butterflies don't need to sing
Serving as my first topic of discussion
Of my gossamer and metalmark
I do here my thing
I choose to let her fly away
After sharing my mayonnaise
I can feel this sense of measure
As my latest idolatry justified
With purity and its pleasure....
My Metalmark
9-13-14
Break it down
These dreams that I make real
O, go into town
For there is so much more in this to see
And to feel
Of my swallowtail and brushfoot
I confront my dark past of such ignorance
Concerning my next meal
This is good stuff
Going to the meadows of the Ozarks
O, sometimes I wish there was no prejudice or partiality
Come skippers and neighboring hairstreaks
The world is a beautiful place
If we can see it this way
Just another pitstop along the Lincoln Highway
Break it down...
A New Beginning Is Near
9-13-14
Switching back over to my blue ink
Just to say that I did something about it
Of my regal fritillaries
I taste to words to come to see it up close and clear
O, treat it lightly
And give over to God all fear
Referring to the notes I took
By my first library visit upon my retreat
A new beginning is near
Of the neighboring nectaring species
I'll take you for a ride
O, have a good time
By my latest idolatry
Justified and condoned...
Proof
9-13-14
If you hate proof
Then blame Euclid
If you loathe the theorem
Then blame Pythagoras
Attempting here to say something new
About what I have seen
O, set your hearts all along the river
Flowing to the sea
My English teacher says I am cheating
When I write my rhymes with headphones on
As we cross in close proximity
I arrive the moment I am gone
Research as well Archimedes
And recycle all of such old thought
Incorporated into the rhymes I am yet to write...
Citadel
9-13-14
O, Pergamos
Translated as being married to the tower
The citadel of purity
That produces one's power
Of angles trisected
To but pass smoothly another diligent hour
I switch over to my herbal tea
As a step in the right direction
Where the poison doth not devour
And so I ought to give up the question why
And ask instead what can I learn from this
O, Pergamos
It never has been easy...
My Common Prayer
9-13-14
O, Lord guide and direct me
To be a blessing to all I see by the way
O, make my paths straight
So I can experience this love today
As one to open the Door
Spelled with a capital letter
Giving me much more that I can come out and say
Greeting my angel with her laptop
I keep these hallucinations at bay
By their traditions
They keep on keeping their doors closed
O, Lord guide, direct and lead me there
With a brow of brass and my iron nose....
Smile
9-14-14
Of Babylonian reckoning
And of our zygomaticus beckoning
All is well with he that doth yet seek it out
To but renounce all of such fear and doubt
I begin another prolific sitting
To grasp what it can be about
By my angle trisected
To stand within and without
I know not what I say here
But I proceed just the same
Called in the year of accession
It is what it is in this session....
Wake Up And Be
9-14-14
O, why must we wait till morning light
To wake up and be
And love with all of our might
To purpose in one's heart
To yet defile ourselves
In the king's delicacies
As grasshoppers in our own sight
In the third year of Jehoiakim
We make it right and hang tight
O, what do I have to say about such a matter
Brought about in favor and goodwill
Of the chief of eunuchs
I am what I am
In what I can see
Give up the question why
And ask instead
What can I learn from this...
9-13-14
Of my nectaring species
I devote a mutual respect
To those whom scatter their pollen
In fields of plenty
There is always something new to say about it
Of lepid scale and ptera wing
Butterflies don't need to sing
Serving as my first topic of discussion
Of my gossamer and metalmark
I do here my thing
I choose to let her fly away
After sharing my mayonnaise
I can feel this sense of measure
As my latest idolatry justified
With purity and its pleasure....
My Metalmark
9-13-14
Break it down
These dreams that I make real
O, go into town
For there is so much more in this to see
And to feel
Of my swallowtail and brushfoot
I confront my dark past of such ignorance
Concerning my next meal
This is good stuff
Going to the meadows of the Ozarks
O, sometimes I wish there was no prejudice or partiality
Come skippers and neighboring hairstreaks
The world is a beautiful place
If we can see it this way
Just another pitstop along the Lincoln Highway
Break it down...
A New Beginning Is Near
9-13-14
Switching back over to my blue ink
Just to say that I did something about it
Of my regal fritillaries
I taste to words to come to see it up close and clear
O, treat it lightly
And give over to God all fear
Referring to the notes I took
By my first library visit upon my retreat
A new beginning is near
Of the neighboring nectaring species
I'll take you for a ride
O, have a good time
By my latest idolatry
Justified and condoned...
Proof
9-13-14
If you hate proof
Then blame Euclid
If you loathe the theorem
Then blame Pythagoras
Attempting here to say something new
About what I have seen
O, set your hearts all along the river
Flowing to the sea
My English teacher says I am cheating
When I write my rhymes with headphones on
As we cross in close proximity
I arrive the moment I am gone
Research as well Archimedes
And recycle all of such old thought
Incorporated into the rhymes I am yet to write...
Citadel
9-13-14
O, Pergamos
Translated as being married to the tower
The citadel of purity
That produces one's power
Of angles trisected
To but pass smoothly another diligent hour
I switch over to my herbal tea
As a step in the right direction
Where the poison doth not devour
And so I ought to give up the question why
And ask instead what can I learn from this
O, Pergamos
It never has been easy...
My Common Prayer
9-13-14
O, Lord guide and direct me
To be a blessing to all I see by the way
O, make my paths straight
So I can experience this love today
As one to open the Door
Spelled with a capital letter
Giving me much more that I can come out and say
Greeting my angel with her laptop
I keep these hallucinations at bay
By their traditions
They keep on keeping their doors closed
O, Lord guide, direct and lead me there
With a brow of brass and my iron nose....
Smile
9-14-14
Of Babylonian reckoning
And of our zygomaticus beckoning
All is well with he that doth yet seek it out
To but renounce all of such fear and doubt
I begin another prolific sitting
To grasp what it can be about
By my angle trisected
To stand within and without
I know not what I say here
But I proceed just the same
Called in the year of accession
It is what it is in this session....
Wake Up And Be
9-14-14
O, why must we wait till morning light
To wake up and be
And love with all of our might
To purpose in one's heart
To yet defile ourselves
In the king's delicacies
As grasshoppers in our own sight
In the third year of Jehoiakim
We make it right and hang tight
O, what do I have to say about such a matter
Brought about in favor and goodwill
Of the chief of eunuchs
I am what I am
In what I can see
Give up the question why
And ask instead
What can I learn from this...
dram
Dram
9-13-14
To research my phenograms
To knock back my swig on dryer drams
To partake in upcoming holiday hams
To decline to propositions
And to refuse their scams
As of January of the year of thirteen
I mean what I say
And I say what I mean
As stars point to their signals
Of endlessness I ramble on
In spite of myself
Higher than mine own stature
Rumination cannot add but one cubit
I look to the north
To return to the center
Where I will find myself again...
Right On
9-13-14
To hide from the dark
O, in the arms of wanting
I drift on down the stream
Yet flirting and flaunting
Sticking to my bible plan
Of the book of Daniel to the music of Yes
As one to say, O right on
But not O, I guess
Commanded to return to my blog
For further inspiration
In spite of this beautiful mess
I have lost my sense of direction
In all of this
By another syllable to yet stress
May it be according to the plan of God
And not for my own ambition...
Conscious
9-13-14
I am commanded to come back over here
To write my next rhymes threescore and ten
And to renounce all fear
I must say that a new beginning is near
As so the end of such can wait
Under skies cloudy
That I call clear
It's good to see it in such this way
Switching back to my herbal tea
As a step in the right direction
She says I ought to give myself credit
For all that I accomplished
I am commanded to keep on keeping on
Having been conscious
Since one hour before the dawn...
Down On Queen
9-13-14
Of science, of geometry and of butterflies
So were the first three books I checked out
On my library retreat
Of fabrication of stretching the truth
In one's false witness of such lies
I seem today to be thwarted and sidetracked
By obscurity in our cloudy firmament
With twelve cassettes
In their working for me in all of this
I'm holding on loosely but I don't let go
Of science, of geometry and of butterflies
I conduct my fresh study...
Sunshine, Now
9-13-14
Everyone deserves a little sunshine
On a cloudy day
O, expect your miracle
And you will find your way
Let your mind yet flow downstream
Given something more yet to say
Staying in the here and now
For all upon my heart I will pray
Take the water to the mountain
And be more than just come what may
Allow the sun to shine upon your brow
In that all we need to see and feel
Is what is right now
Where everyone ought to see the light
As so onward I will yet plow...
Rewind
9-13-14
O, sacred river
O, holy tree
O, God so deliver
My soul to yet submerge in the authentic sea
As voices tell me
Just listen and just enjoy it for what it is
Observing a moment of silence
To yet rewind my Yes cassette
That is a part of me
Giving out my blog address to perfect strangers
As one to pass on the torch
In spite of the risk and its dangers
By invitational decision
He invites us to yet come together as one
To yet quadrangulate
On a day when clouds sheathe the sun...
9-13-14
To research my phenograms
To knock back my swig on dryer drams
To partake in upcoming holiday hams
To decline to propositions
And to refuse their scams
As of January of the year of thirteen
I mean what I say
And I say what I mean
As stars point to their signals
Of endlessness I ramble on
In spite of myself
Higher than mine own stature
Rumination cannot add but one cubit
I look to the north
To return to the center
Where I will find myself again...
Right On
9-13-14
To hide from the dark
O, in the arms of wanting
I drift on down the stream
Yet flirting and flaunting
Sticking to my bible plan
Of the book of Daniel to the music of Yes
As one to say, O right on
But not O, I guess
Commanded to return to my blog
For further inspiration
In spite of this beautiful mess
I have lost my sense of direction
In all of this
By another syllable to yet stress
May it be according to the plan of God
And not for my own ambition...
Conscious
9-13-14
I am commanded to come back over here
To write my next rhymes threescore and ten
And to renounce all fear
I must say that a new beginning is near
As so the end of such can wait
Under skies cloudy
That I call clear
It's good to see it in such this way
Switching back to my herbal tea
As a step in the right direction
She says I ought to give myself credit
For all that I accomplished
I am commanded to keep on keeping on
Having been conscious
Since one hour before the dawn...
Down On Queen
9-13-14
Of science, of geometry and of butterflies
So were the first three books I checked out
On my library retreat
Of fabrication of stretching the truth
In one's false witness of such lies
I seem today to be thwarted and sidetracked
By obscurity in our cloudy firmament
With twelve cassettes
In their working for me in all of this
I'm holding on loosely but I don't let go
Of science, of geometry and of butterflies
I conduct my fresh study...
Sunshine, Now
9-13-14
Everyone deserves a little sunshine
On a cloudy day
O, expect your miracle
And you will find your way
Let your mind yet flow downstream
Given something more yet to say
Staying in the here and now
For all upon my heart I will pray
Take the water to the mountain
And be more than just come what may
Allow the sun to shine upon your brow
In that all we need to see and feel
Is what is right now
Where everyone ought to see the light
As so onward I will yet plow...
Rewind
9-13-14
O, sacred river
O, holy tree
O, God so deliver
My soul to yet submerge in the authentic sea
As voices tell me
Just listen and just enjoy it for what it is
Observing a moment of silence
To yet rewind my Yes cassette
That is a part of me
Giving out my blog address to perfect strangers
As one to pass on the torch
In spite of the risk and its dangers
By invitational decision
He invites us to yet come together as one
To yet quadrangulate
On a day when clouds sheathe the sun...
testify
I'll Be There To Testify
9-13-14
* back to the new stuff
To instruct our Ashpenaz
To get on with all of that jazz
To regard our heroes
To interpret our dreams
To partake in morning coffee
Where nothing is as what it seems
There's a place in my heart for you
Come the orient rising of our sun
And its radient beams
Carried into the land of our modern day Shinar
I believe that you know that our faith is secure
To instruct our Ashpenaz
To but besiege our Jerusalem
And to claim the land to us
Given....
Latest Entry
9-13-14
Remembering a time of uncertainty
Where I would obliterate my old diaries
Just to say that I choose to leave the past behind
With music in my head
And brethren on my mind
Requesting of the chief of eunuchs
By stars and planets aligned
Till the day that my veins run dry
I am to God as one of a kind
In the third year of our Jehoiakin
It all begins again
It is a truth well worth repeated
And as fodder for my pen.....
I'm Still Waiting
9-13-14
Planning on another order
Of my gold rush barbeque wings
Living beyond my means
As the herald angel sings
Knowing God as my provider
In the joy that it brings
O, young men in whom there is no blemish
Quick to understand it
In all clarity
The greatest of our attributes
Is our charity
Sing while open hearts are willing
In all verity
In our times of luster
Waiting for the flood
We don't agree with your concept
You'd rather be washed in blood
O, how can it be
When one does not understand it...
Delicacy
9-13-14
To have the ability
To in the king's court serve
To receive much more than what we deserve
In the Babylonian court
Like a wanderer we swerve
I will rock on and write what is on my heart
On the tip of such a humble pen
To the miracle of life
Where I do it all again
O, Nebo protect the landmark
For rhymes threescore and ten
Going back into my captivity
Thankful even in the lion's den
I am what I am
But not according to when...
Letting Yes Be Yes
9-13-14
I write today with a pen
That has lost its cap
Looking back on my excursions
In resorting to my Adams County roadmap
Such was my passion
According to all lot and hap
To purpose in my heart to but go
To let my yes be yes
And my no to be as no
To consider Azariah and his friends
For weal and woe
Requesting of the chief of eunuchs
That he would not defile himself
By the evidence of our confusion
To propagate our peace
Into this favor and goodwill
The more we fear
The more we lie
Come the light on my east window sill...
9-13-14
* back to the new stuff
To instruct our Ashpenaz
To get on with all of that jazz
To regard our heroes
To interpret our dreams
To partake in morning coffee
Where nothing is as what it seems
There's a place in my heart for you
Come the orient rising of our sun
And its radient beams
Carried into the land of our modern day Shinar
I believe that you know that our faith is secure
To instruct our Ashpenaz
To but besiege our Jerusalem
And to claim the land to us
Given....
Latest Entry
9-13-14
Remembering a time of uncertainty
Where I would obliterate my old diaries
Just to say that I choose to leave the past behind
With music in my head
And brethren on my mind
Requesting of the chief of eunuchs
By stars and planets aligned
Till the day that my veins run dry
I am to God as one of a kind
In the third year of our Jehoiakin
It all begins again
It is a truth well worth repeated
And as fodder for my pen.....
I'm Still Waiting
9-13-14
Planning on another order
Of my gold rush barbeque wings
Living beyond my means
As the herald angel sings
Knowing God as my provider
In the joy that it brings
O, young men in whom there is no blemish
Quick to understand it
In all clarity
The greatest of our attributes
Is our charity
Sing while open hearts are willing
In all verity
In our times of luster
Waiting for the flood
We don't agree with your concept
You'd rather be washed in blood
O, how can it be
When one does not understand it...
Delicacy
9-13-14
To have the ability
To in the king's court serve
To receive much more than what we deserve
In the Babylonian court
Like a wanderer we swerve
I will rock on and write what is on my heart
On the tip of such a humble pen
To the miracle of life
Where I do it all again
O, Nebo protect the landmark
For rhymes threescore and ten
Going back into my captivity
Thankful even in the lion's den
I am what I am
But not according to when...
Letting Yes Be Yes
9-13-14
I write today with a pen
That has lost its cap
Looking back on my excursions
In resorting to my Adams County roadmap
Such was my passion
According to all lot and hap
To purpose in my heart to but go
To let my yes be yes
And my no to be as no
To consider Azariah and his friends
For weal and woe
Requesting of the chief of eunuchs
That he would not defile himself
By the evidence of our confusion
To propagate our peace
Into this favor and goodwill
The more we fear
The more we lie
Come the light on my east window sill...
Sunday, September 28, 2014
stoned
1 I'm stoned freely
In a happy and horny kind of way
What am I to do when I'm hooked
I can't stand not having
I break the habit and have
Don't go too far
But far
2 Now that you tell me
My coffee tastes like alcohol
The woman who served this stuff was cranky
Or at least sounded like she was forced to give it to me
And she asked me twice what I wanted
I hope I don't die from drinking this
3 I just downed a coming back coffee
Not just another
I heard you say that I didn't need to
And all I hear is, "O, my God"
From the people around
As I do my stuff in another way
4 All these names
I don't get it
I could just imagine
If I was called by my real name for once
But there's nowhere to go
I'd rather be eaten
And there I go again
And I somehow think I have to go
5 "Just shut the **** up
No, help me
Don't put that one on me, you"
6 In the breeze
Of another November morning
I make me wait a little
To break it open
7 I had a blast
In my eye last night
They would not open
But just the same I was there
8 Reaching into a contained night of dreams
They can get so cold
If you believe them
In a way, so need
So step back
Sit back
Take a swig
There will always be another gig
Another morning
Another coffee pig
9 What have I been doing all this time
I read a phrase
It looked good
10 There's a way to act
And a way to do
What you really wanted to do
11 So they say from then
That the life of this book read later
Would be worse
But it's better to look than to wonder about it
To the point where you're blue to the bone
12 It's better to let it go sometimes, I know
But do it while you can
Don't you know it could be good
When you wanted to save it
Instinct
Go for it
You'll come out satisfied
13 Two straight lines on the wall
Written up and down
14 What do you mean
Are you saying I should play it
15 This is easy to figure out
You may think
But look at it again
Another viewpoint
From this cluster of sugar
Is a drop into the steamy brew
To swim in silence
You know the drink cannot hear
16 Way off into the distance
I make a decision
You can't call it a choice to speak
When what you say is instinct
Of what you feel
17 Make a list of the things you need
It's good to remember
The things you've done
18 Writing by chance
Yeah, take a chance
Don't think too hard
Write these lines nice and easy
19 Don't wait too long
And don't take me seriously
Don't take it serious
It's all fun
And if you don't care too much
You'll fall and kiss the ass
Make room for me
20 This line is both here
And the space above
Take it easy on my eyes
They see so much
I would much like to go back
But I love it here
21 Trivial shit I go to
This is getting to be a pain in the ass
I think it's good this way
But I've been the same place twice
You had to change a thing to make it real
There's a better side to this
You told me once look on the bright side
There's a way here, you know
When you see my point of view
22 I bring down the curtain
I throw my pet stone on the floor
In the corner of my room
Oh, what will happen now
Let's go out and see and have a ball
Roll until you can't come back
And if you have to listen
Take it as it flows
23 You see, I take it easy
I like to keep my breath
And save it for a time when I'm wild
I love the feeling
Or a ride on some wheels and my shoes
What the hell, you've got nothing to lose
24 There's a time and place
But hey, I don't care
I'm taking it the way I want to
Free me from the shit or eat your own
25 I feel like shit in the seasick van
I hope it makes me a hero
To make it to the destination
Without throwing up
So get the **** on with it
And get on the main road
26 You should know write away
When you see those signs
Of all those numbers
Wait
How would you like to....
Shut up!
27 At least I have two cigarettes
And a mind for music
With those fascinating sayings and quotes
That mean something
To get me somewhere
28 Why do I hear you so loud
You're playing the music of an hour's worth of my favorite songs
But when they remind me of the girls I used to know
Then say, "later"
When it gets too loud
I'll be walking
29 I'm making my own bible
She called the one I bought for a dollar
A fortune cookie
And the one I'm writing is a cool one
It makes two filters look like they're mating
"Cool", she says
30 "What's up?"
"What's up?"
Don't take the number or this verse personally
31 What the **** am I, a dictionary
A number or a crack head
Please, don't make me mad
I'd rather be mad than angry
Okay, dude, we're almost there
I don't know how it would be like
32 I feel like crying inside
That much I know
But I don't feel the tears rising to my eyes
Maybe the crying is not what I truly want
I feel I want the love even more
33 I wait for the morning light
So I can jump out of bed
To meet my next match
I'll only see you
But isn't there another thing
Called being with you
Or is life meant for seeing
34 I keep thinking that I died
And got here by my intentions
I'm getting there
35 And sometimes I think
That there is no place for we
Keep on making a new one
When the last one gets too much on the eye
My choice is to take what I need
36 Shoes on the wall
A hang up for a button
May sound strange to you
37 Now it's time I step out into the outfield
Make my money and earn my pay
To bring more in
I can't just keep making the words
So I can't say them
We can't have nothing left to do
38 The heart earned
Wanted was what I said before
A few words that mean nothing
For earning is living
And what you do to make it there
39 Staying around
In front of a clock
Is a rush to the head
It's taking me somewhere else
40 My cigarette tasted unusually good
For a little while
When the job is a life
What am I to do
When my sweat chills me with body heat
What am I to do with my running walking feet
41 I don't understand what is happening
Are you all crazy
They're not stopping us
From smoking lazy
Put a chimney in me
And a fireplace akin me
42 They must have put me back a hundred days
I woke up and heard a song
That I haven't played since then
And this room is a zoo joke
43 Take a lighter
Hook it up
Zap with a strike
And the cigarette's electrically ****ed up
44 Can I write a page from where I am
These days are not an age with a floored tam
Will you go crazy
Or will you chill
Will I be lazy
With only half a gill
I'm down here seeing a place that looks mixed
And the way that it's teeing
My time needs a fix
I don't know what's writing
Or what's to be said
I just keep on biting the bullets of lead
My thoughts are that heavy
When I look deep inside
My life looks quite ready
When my sight starts to hide
I'm in a place of deep
Much where things look like space
The air is like dream
And what's around is no trace
Not is the word
Do with it what you wish
Leave town with a bird
And serve yourself your next dish
45 I started reading the book one night
And it was
So I flipped the pages to some spots
I closed this book with the TV on
And I switched off at once
46 I stepped into a room
In front of a coffee table
I had to leave because of the vibes
From or should I say about
Someone that wasn't even in there
47 Caught an idea:
Free is free
She's a fortune
The number eleven sometimes
Looks harder than it really is
Trust yourself
You can do more than you think you can....
In a happy and horny kind of way
What am I to do when I'm hooked
I can't stand not having
I break the habit and have
Don't go too far
But far
2 Now that you tell me
My coffee tastes like alcohol
The woman who served this stuff was cranky
Or at least sounded like she was forced to give it to me
And she asked me twice what I wanted
I hope I don't die from drinking this
3 I just downed a coming back coffee
Not just another
I heard you say that I didn't need to
And all I hear is, "O, my God"
From the people around
As I do my stuff in another way
4 All these names
I don't get it
I could just imagine
If I was called by my real name for once
But there's nowhere to go
I'd rather be eaten
And there I go again
And I somehow think I have to go
5 "Just shut the **** up
No, help me
Don't put that one on me, you"
6 In the breeze
Of another November morning
I make me wait a little
To break it open
7 I had a blast
In my eye last night
They would not open
But just the same I was there
8 Reaching into a contained night of dreams
They can get so cold
If you believe them
In a way, so need
So step back
Sit back
Take a swig
There will always be another gig
Another morning
Another coffee pig
9 What have I been doing all this time
I read a phrase
It looked good
10 There's a way to act
And a way to do
What you really wanted to do
11 So they say from then
That the life of this book read later
Would be worse
But it's better to look than to wonder about it
To the point where you're blue to the bone
12 It's better to let it go sometimes, I know
But do it while you can
Don't you know it could be good
When you wanted to save it
Instinct
Go for it
You'll come out satisfied
13 Two straight lines on the wall
Written up and down
14 What do you mean
Are you saying I should play it
15 This is easy to figure out
You may think
But look at it again
Another viewpoint
From this cluster of sugar
Is a drop into the steamy brew
To swim in silence
You know the drink cannot hear
16 Way off into the distance
I make a decision
You can't call it a choice to speak
When what you say is instinct
Of what you feel
17 Make a list of the things you need
It's good to remember
The things you've done
18 Writing by chance
Yeah, take a chance
Don't think too hard
Write these lines nice and easy
19 Don't wait too long
And don't take me seriously
Don't take it serious
It's all fun
And if you don't care too much
You'll fall and kiss the ass
Make room for me
20 This line is both here
And the space above
Take it easy on my eyes
They see so much
I would much like to go back
But I love it here
21 Trivial shit I go to
This is getting to be a pain in the ass
I think it's good this way
But I've been the same place twice
You had to change a thing to make it real
There's a better side to this
You told me once look on the bright side
There's a way here, you know
When you see my point of view
22 I bring down the curtain
I throw my pet stone on the floor
In the corner of my room
Oh, what will happen now
Let's go out and see and have a ball
Roll until you can't come back
And if you have to listen
Take it as it flows
23 You see, I take it easy
I like to keep my breath
And save it for a time when I'm wild
I love the feeling
Or a ride on some wheels and my shoes
What the hell, you've got nothing to lose
24 There's a time and place
But hey, I don't care
I'm taking it the way I want to
Free me from the shit or eat your own
25 I feel like shit in the seasick van
I hope it makes me a hero
To make it to the destination
Without throwing up
So get the **** on with it
And get on the main road
26 You should know write away
When you see those signs
Of all those numbers
Wait
How would you like to....
Shut up!
27 At least I have two cigarettes
And a mind for music
With those fascinating sayings and quotes
That mean something
To get me somewhere
28 Why do I hear you so loud
You're playing the music of an hour's worth of my favorite songs
But when they remind me of the girls I used to know
Then say, "later"
When it gets too loud
I'll be walking
29 I'm making my own bible
She called the one I bought for a dollar
A fortune cookie
And the one I'm writing is a cool one
It makes two filters look like they're mating
"Cool", she says
30 "What's up?"
"What's up?"
Don't take the number or this verse personally
31 What the **** am I, a dictionary
A number or a crack head
Please, don't make me mad
I'd rather be mad than angry
Okay, dude, we're almost there
I don't know how it would be like
32 I feel like crying inside
That much I know
But I don't feel the tears rising to my eyes
Maybe the crying is not what I truly want
I feel I want the love even more
33 I wait for the morning light
So I can jump out of bed
To meet my next match
I'll only see you
But isn't there another thing
Called being with you
Or is life meant for seeing
34 I keep thinking that I died
And got here by my intentions
I'm getting there
35 And sometimes I think
That there is no place for we
Keep on making a new one
When the last one gets too much on the eye
My choice is to take what I need
36 Shoes on the wall
A hang up for a button
May sound strange to you
37 Now it's time I step out into the outfield
Make my money and earn my pay
To bring more in
I can't just keep making the words
So I can't say them
We can't have nothing left to do
38 The heart earned
Wanted was what I said before
A few words that mean nothing
For earning is living
And what you do to make it there
39 Staying around
In front of a clock
Is a rush to the head
It's taking me somewhere else
40 My cigarette tasted unusually good
For a little while
When the job is a life
What am I to do
When my sweat chills me with body heat
What am I to do with my running walking feet
41 I don't understand what is happening
Are you all crazy
They're not stopping us
From smoking lazy
Put a chimney in me
And a fireplace akin me
42 They must have put me back a hundred days
I woke up and heard a song
That I haven't played since then
And this room is a zoo joke
43 Take a lighter
Hook it up
Zap with a strike
And the cigarette's electrically ****ed up
44 Can I write a page from where I am
These days are not an age with a floored tam
Will you go crazy
Or will you chill
Will I be lazy
With only half a gill
I'm down here seeing a place that looks mixed
And the way that it's teeing
My time needs a fix
I don't know what's writing
Or what's to be said
I just keep on biting the bullets of lead
My thoughts are that heavy
When I look deep inside
My life looks quite ready
When my sight starts to hide
I'm in a place of deep
Much where things look like space
The air is like dream
And what's around is no trace
Not is the word
Do with it what you wish
Leave town with a bird
And serve yourself your next dish
45 I started reading the book one night
And it was
So I flipped the pages to some spots
I closed this book with the TV on
And I switched off at once
46 I stepped into a room
In front of a coffee table
I had to leave because of the vibes
From or should I say about
Someone that wasn't even in there
47 Caught an idea:
Free is free
She's a fortune
The number eleven sometimes
Looks harder than it really is
Trust yourself
You can do more than you think you can....
clown
Clown Man At His Works
5-23-97
Making faces
the clown man's at it again
Basket cases
They're cool in their own way, madmen
They've got their stories to tell
Something to show for from experiences
In psychiatric hell
Well, O well
Throw your marbles in that fountain
The shopping mall fountain
Your wishing well
Save all those sugar tears
They all fall into your bottle of investments
Making new creations
Inspirations
For madmen at their works
They put on shows
Of explicit artistic works
Fireworks
...meanwhile pulled into a gas station
The smell of petroleum gets me high
Brain cells flunking out of the school of my mind
What another pleasure to find
An olfactory sensation
Temporary elation
Another Zo creation
That's me.....
Blue Mice
5-23-97
Marble cracked
Found it on Memory Lane
Makes a good hat
For an intense prey
I prey on spice
Roll the dice
Snake eyes come up
And I join the mice
They hold a race
With advantages
These little dudes are slick
Their magic wand is a toothpick
So what can they do
When someone turns blue
It's still a wonder to me
I want to hide it
Because 'She' is my fantasy...
Shiny Happy Sperm Cell
5-23-97
* my 24th birthday
I'm on a mission
On another nocturnal emission
Where am I going now
All I know is what I realize
This adventure is full of riddles of lies
It's cool
I don't have to fertilize
Because I'm going nowhere
I'm going nowhere
Crashed into a bed sheet
Didn't know where exactly I fell
I guess I'll die
A shiny happy sperm cell
And the soul I have
With the role I play
Will excuse me from going to reproductive hell
And the things I say
Are merely genetic information
Condemned by someone's masturbation
I'm a shiny happy sperm
I'm glad I'm not a worm
I'd rather rest in peace
On satin or on fleece
Than be eaten by a bird
I'm here to spread the word
This is absurd
I'm going nowhere
And I'm lost and happy
I'm the shiny happy sperm cell...
5-23-97
Making faces
the clown man's at it again
Basket cases
They're cool in their own way, madmen
They've got their stories to tell
Something to show for from experiences
In psychiatric hell
Well, O well
Throw your marbles in that fountain
The shopping mall fountain
Your wishing well
Save all those sugar tears
They all fall into your bottle of investments
Making new creations
Inspirations
For madmen at their works
They put on shows
Of explicit artistic works
Fireworks
...meanwhile pulled into a gas station
The smell of petroleum gets me high
Brain cells flunking out of the school of my mind
What another pleasure to find
An olfactory sensation
Temporary elation
Another Zo creation
That's me.....
Blue Mice
5-23-97
Marble cracked
Found it on Memory Lane
Makes a good hat
For an intense prey
I prey on spice
Roll the dice
Snake eyes come up
And I join the mice
They hold a race
With advantages
These little dudes are slick
Their magic wand is a toothpick
So what can they do
When someone turns blue
It's still a wonder to me
I want to hide it
Because 'She' is my fantasy...
Shiny Happy Sperm Cell
5-23-97
* my 24th birthday
I'm on a mission
On another nocturnal emission
Where am I going now
All I know is what I realize
This adventure is full of riddles of lies
It's cool
I don't have to fertilize
Because I'm going nowhere
I'm going nowhere
Crashed into a bed sheet
Didn't know where exactly I fell
I guess I'll die
A shiny happy sperm cell
And the soul I have
With the role I play
Will excuse me from going to reproductive hell
And the things I say
Are merely genetic information
Condemned by someone's masturbation
I'm a shiny happy sperm
I'm glad I'm not a worm
I'd rather rest in peace
On satin or on fleece
Than be eaten by a bird
I'm here to spread the word
This is absurd
I'm going nowhere
And I'm lost and happy
I'm the shiny happy sperm cell...
mouse
Rhyming On The Mouse
5-21-97
Messin' with cyberspace
My track is a mouse
I'm a new man to them, n new face
And my trip is on the house
The stage is set again
I do what they want to see
I've got the touch of many men
Because the whole world's inside of me
I swallowed the planet like a pill
And I got my name on my seven dollar bill
I use it for the treat
The treat so fat
Something for my feet
And something for my hat
And of course something for my cat
I'm up but I'm down
I'm cool yet still a fool
Still a clown
Sleeping at night in my dream girl's gown
Yeah, I'm a freak
I emphatically admit
So let me take a peak
Of your reserve, a snake pit
"Whatever floats your boat",
Says a girl from the Crest
She lives in my memory
Which always pulls me back West
I sleep in her nest tonight
It's gonna be alright....
"We Are In Pieces"
date: unknown
A native messenger came to mind
Last night by candlelight
He spake to me from the past, the future
I remember him saying, "We are all in pieces"
I was astonished to realize what that meant
You start out as human
Though you constantly collect your life
That's the way it works
I was consuming the gifts
And establishing rifts
The wind spoke his name
Though the only way to put it
Was to imagine scattered sparks
Blown off a cigarette
With comfort and warmth between them
For the tiny insects that hover around you table
Set the food out much too long
Another round, another day
Another way...
The Green Dog
5-21-97
The dog can be found inside a truck
With supernatural powers
You fade into a green man of no solid matter
And he says, "Now you're messin' with space time continuum"
Without realizing what exactly what he was saying
So you fade into a green man
And pop up in the middle of the truck
To talk to him with music
Get a point of three here and be on your way....
Zo Is A Hatchling
5-23-97
*** on the day I turn 24 stated in the present tense...
Nothing is something
Ya know
Baby, you're my nothing
And in a good way, I don't care
I don't care
Do what you wish to me
Say what you want
Cause nothing is nothing
And you're special to me
Cause in a good way
I don't care
I don't care
Flying to the West
In a van with wings
The cuckoo is calling my name
She's built her nest
Not enough room for her young
So the little ones are gonna have to teach themselves to fly
Just like me, I'm just a baby
When it comes to love
I cry when I'm lonely
Because it's not fair
I want some too
So my place is nowhere
And I don't care
I don't care....
5-21-97
Messin' with cyberspace
My track is a mouse
I'm a new man to them, n new face
And my trip is on the house
The stage is set again
I do what they want to see
I've got the touch of many men
Because the whole world's inside of me
I swallowed the planet like a pill
And I got my name on my seven dollar bill
I use it for the treat
The treat so fat
Something for my feet
And something for my hat
And of course something for my cat
I'm up but I'm down
I'm cool yet still a fool
Still a clown
Sleeping at night in my dream girl's gown
Yeah, I'm a freak
I emphatically admit
So let me take a peak
Of your reserve, a snake pit
"Whatever floats your boat",
Says a girl from the Crest
She lives in my memory
Which always pulls me back West
I sleep in her nest tonight
It's gonna be alright....
"We Are In Pieces"
date: unknown
A native messenger came to mind
Last night by candlelight
He spake to me from the past, the future
I remember him saying, "We are all in pieces"
I was astonished to realize what that meant
You start out as human
Though you constantly collect your life
That's the way it works
I was consuming the gifts
And establishing rifts
The wind spoke his name
Though the only way to put it
Was to imagine scattered sparks
Blown off a cigarette
With comfort and warmth between them
For the tiny insects that hover around you table
Set the food out much too long
Another round, another day
Another way...
The Green Dog
5-21-97
The dog can be found inside a truck
With supernatural powers
You fade into a green man of no solid matter
And he says, "Now you're messin' with space time continuum"
Without realizing what exactly what he was saying
So you fade into a green man
And pop up in the middle of the truck
To talk to him with music
Get a point of three here and be on your way....
Zo Is A Hatchling
5-23-97
*** on the day I turn 24 stated in the present tense...
Nothing is something
Ya know
Baby, you're my nothing
And in a good way, I don't care
I don't care
Do what you wish to me
Say what you want
Cause nothing is nothing
And you're special to me
Cause in a good way
I don't care
I don't care
Flying to the West
In a van with wings
The cuckoo is calling my name
She's built her nest
Not enough room for her young
So the little ones are gonna have to teach themselves to fly
Just like me, I'm just a baby
When it comes to love
I cry when I'm lonely
Because it's not fair
I want some too
So my place is nowhere
And I don't care
I don't care....
Friday, September 26, 2014
bushes
untitled
date: unknown
Bushes are my pride
The hieroglyphics are written
In needles, thorns and thickets
As I communicate with snails, frogs and crickets
The bugs are my friends
As I make ends meet with absolutely no ends
...Hours later
Yet only seconds
Time's conceptualization is affray
A rebel at his works
I include them
Intruders are my companions
I open all the locks of my doors
So the enemy can see
I take the risk as an alternative
A rebel at his works
Needs to know the many sides
Of himself/herself
A common archetype
We all must face
He is my audience
If I should turn to look
The shelf would have added another book
All I can do is be aware
In the illusion I live out
In the shadows of my own mind
My own mind.
The Pack That Died (Not To Be Forgotten)
5-20-97
I'm the keeper of the twenty cigarette butts
A discarded pack
So I plan a funeral
A burial
A wasteland
A paradise
So to speak
Rejoicing in sweet sorrows
Tears as pleasant as tropical beverages on the beach
After a departure
Thinking, just thinking
Will I ever love again?
Will I ever love again.
So I cry and I cry
And she cries so hard in my throat
As it chokes up the love
To be stored in the bottle of sentimental investments
Creation of new dreams
A moment to remember
So, remember, remember, remember this
Remember...
Rhyming At McDonalds
5-21-97
The Graw man's back
He's got me out of sight
No money for my mac
So, a Joe is alright
asi, asi
Java is alright
What am I to do now
What am I to know
Got to hold off on the cow
Until I get some dough
What am I to live for
What am I to see
Where will be my new tour
Of cities, in eyes, glee
Spit on the ground
And step on a flea
No one on the pitcher's mound
Stole w whole run for me
Rhyming at Mickey Dees
Minding my bees
Keeping it cool
With my twos and threes
Today I'm three 'G'
The man of my world
What am I to see
A song or a girl
What a way to spend a day
A state of play
In the month of May....
date: unknown
Bushes are my pride
The hieroglyphics are written
In needles, thorns and thickets
As I communicate with snails, frogs and crickets
The bugs are my friends
As I make ends meet with absolutely no ends
...Hours later
Yet only seconds
Time's conceptualization is affray
A rebel at his works
I include them
Intruders are my companions
I open all the locks of my doors
So the enemy can see
I take the risk as an alternative
A rebel at his works
Needs to know the many sides
Of himself/herself
A common archetype
We all must face
He is my audience
If I should turn to look
The shelf would have added another book
All I can do is be aware
In the illusion I live out
In the shadows of my own mind
My own mind.
The Pack That Died (Not To Be Forgotten)
5-20-97
I'm the keeper of the twenty cigarette butts
A discarded pack
So I plan a funeral
A burial
A wasteland
A paradise
So to speak
Rejoicing in sweet sorrows
Tears as pleasant as tropical beverages on the beach
After a departure
Thinking, just thinking
Will I ever love again?
Will I ever love again.
So I cry and I cry
And she cries so hard in my throat
As it chokes up the love
To be stored in the bottle of sentimental investments
Creation of new dreams
A moment to remember
So, remember, remember, remember this
Remember...
Rhyming At McDonalds
5-21-97
The Graw man's back
He's got me out of sight
No money for my mac
So, a Joe is alright
asi, asi
Java is alright
What am I to do now
What am I to know
Got to hold off on the cow
Until I get some dough
What am I to live for
What am I to see
Where will be my new tour
Of cities, in eyes, glee
Spit on the ground
And step on a flea
No one on the pitcher's mound
Stole w whole run for me
Rhyming at Mickey Dees
Minding my bees
Keeping it cool
With my twos and threes
Today I'm three 'G'
The man of my world
What am I to see
A song or a girl
What a way to spend a day
A state of play
In the month of May....
green
this is the old stuff... before my conversion..
untitled
I've got a lonely ass
Under clear green skies
Seeing red mixed with blue
Such a lethal heartache
Turning up my drive to reach out
I reach out
I've got a lonely ass
Share your unwanted flesh weight
I'll take it as a sacred possession
I'd greatly appreciate a birthday gift
From the goddess of taboo
My arm is weary
I must rest the word of my magnetic pen
The seventh goddess of the lake of dreams
She is here
I cannot touch her
But she gives me dreams
She is my container
She holds my desires
She is G-
The lady
The goddess of food gifts
For candlelight by night
Bathing to heal
My consumption is my offering
In the night....
Sights Of Green In The Inspiring Sunset
5-20-97
Living fourteen days a week
Today felt like three
Tonight I'm feeling rather meek
I'm perched as a witness in my secret tree
The live wire plays a sharp A
As the crow brushes his feet across the role
As "I" in such a play
As I look down on mulch and moss
Seeing green everywhere I look
It's all a new one to Me and me
Just another one to add to my book
This one rhymes and the ride is free
And I'm still free
I'm still free
Summer approaches
In fleeting moments of truth
Stomping on roaches
Yeah, all of those deeds of youth
The sun goes down later each day
The dusk is so inspiring
The role of "I" in such a play
Doesn't matter if it's tiring
Just another system of wiring
Up all night
And then the dawn again
Inspiring....
Director At Her Works And The Powerchild Of Wonder
date: unknown
The stage is set once again
And I can never leave it
The role I play is endless
My director is in the freezer
She likes it there
Because I don't blame her
That's the way she is
"Apology Accepted", she whispers to me
With the language of the wind
Outside my screen door
My cat friends
A poltergeist
Are scratching now and then
I found a hole there one morning
And I wondered
I wondered
"Curiosity will get you far", said a friend
A brother of my kind
He's years behind
Yet he's centuries ahead
The boy's got the Spirit
And the heart of a child
With him I can be wild
Even when the world requires to be mild
Like my salsa on those cheap nachos
I can tolerate the wild....
Our Truth Of Trues
5-20-97
I can deny
O, I can deny
If only baby, you'd reply
Send me your message
Send me your vibe
Whatever's on your mind
Tell me about your tribe
I love your ways
I want to marry you for ten days
I look in your eyes
And I see Indian winter skies
You know when my May feels like March
The jet lag has got me burning for you
Can I cook you a meal of corn and starch
I want to believe I am one of the few
So just give me half a chance
To wear your clothes
And to walk in your shoes
We can have a ritual-romance
And know our truth of trues
Our truth of trues...
untitled
I've got a lonely ass
Under clear green skies
Seeing red mixed with blue
Such a lethal heartache
Turning up my drive to reach out
I reach out
I've got a lonely ass
Share your unwanted flesh weight
I'll take it as a sacred possession
I'd greatly appreciate a birthday gift
From the goddess of taboo
My arm is weary
I must rest the word of my magnetic pen
The seventh goddess of the lake of dreams
She is here
I cannot touch her
But she gives me dreams
She is my container
She holds my desires
She is G-
The lady
The goddess of food gifts
For candlelight by night
Bathing to heal
My consumption is my offering
In the night....
Sights Of Green In The Inspiring Sunset
5-20-97
Living fourteen days a week
Today felt like three
Tonight I'm feeling rather meek
I'm perched as a witness in my secret tree
The live wire plays a sharp A
As the crow brushes his feet across the role
As "I" in such a play
As I look down on mulch and moss
Seeing green everywhere I look
It's all a new one to Me and me
Just another one to add to my book
This one rhymes and the ride is free
And I'm still free
I'm still free
Summer approaches
In fleeting moments of truth
Stomping on roaches
Yeah, all of those deeds of youth
The sun goes down later each day
The dusk is so inspiring
The role of "I" in such a play
Doesn't matter if it's tiring
Just another system of wiring
Up all night
And then the dawn again
Inspiring....
Director At Her Works And The Powerchild Of Wonder
date: unknown
The stage is set once again
And I can never leave it
The role I play is endless
My director is in the freezer
She likes it there
Because I don't blame her
That's the way she is
"Apology Accepted", she whispers to me
With the language of the wind
Outside my screen door
My cat friends
A poltergeist
Are scratching now and then
I found a hole there one morning
And I wondered
I wondered
"Curiosity will get you far", said a friend
A brother of my kind
He's years behind
Yet he's centuries ahead
The boy's got the Spirit
And the heart of a child
With him I can be wild
Even when the world requires to be mild
Like my salsa on those cheap nachos
I can tolerate the wild....
Our Truth Of Trues
5-20-97
I can deny
O, I can deny
If only baby, you'd reply
Send me your message
Send me your vibe
Whatever's on your mind
Tell me about your tribe
I love your ways
I want to marry you for ten days
I look in your eyes
And I see Indian winter skies
You know when my May feels like March
The jet lag has got me burning for you
Can I cook you a meal of corn and starch
I want to believe I am one of the few
So just give me half a chance
To wear your clothes
And to walk in your shoes
We can have a ritual-romance
And know our truth of trues
Our truth of trues...
Thursday, September 25, 2014
supernatural
Supernatural Heaven's Sake
5-19-97
Har!
What am I gonna' do
Without my car
My shoes have got mileage
But I don't save the miles
They go to the sidewalk silohettes
With my imprints carved in you
What can I say
Is there really such a word as 'true'
You can be a smurf-guide
Or an appetizer on a Red Lobster plate
Yeah, I love the shrooms
They make me think of you
I'm trippin' now
I'm way too far
I need connection
I'm starving to death
And that's how it feels
When I try to drive
The car of Har without any wheels
Rigged on a girl
Whom I call a cigarette
I haven't seen her in weeks
But there still is Har, a wonder
An invented life I make
For supernatural heaven's sake.....
5-19-97
Har!
What am I gonna' do
Without my car
My shoes have got mileage
But I don't save the miles
They go to the sidewalk silohettes
With my imprints carved in you
What can I say
Is there really such a word as 'true'
You can be a smurf-guide
Or an appetizer on a Red Lobster plate
Yeah, I love the shrooms
They make me think of you
I'm trippin' now
I'm way too far
I need connection
I'm starving to death
And that's how it feels
When I try to drive
The car of Har without any wheels
Rigged on a girl
Whom I call a cigarette
I haven't seen her in weeks
But there still is Har, a wonder
An invented life I make
For supernatural heaven's sake.....
blonde
Blonde Of A New Way To See
Date: unknown
Being cosmic is so untame
Metamorphic
Metaphysical
Coincidental
Being cosmic is a drag off a blunt
Instead of a run you hit a bunt
Walk to second
Score three outs
Play the ball, not the field
See where you fall
This was never meant to be
So, if you want me, baby
You're gonna' have to call me
Without your phone
I've got no one with me
Except my tone
My attitude is not dependent
Too lonely am I
Hating life as the independent
It's all right
Walk your way
My drug is contact
Your existence to me
Is only a natural fact
And that is cool with me
The blonde of a new way to see
A direction somewhere off the map....
Date: unknown
Being cosmic is so untame
Metamorphic
Metaphysical
Coincidental
Being cosmic is a drag off a blunt
Instead of a run you hit a bunt
Walk to second
Score three outs
Play the ball, not the field
See where you fall
This was never meant to be
So, if you want me, baby
You're gonna' have to call me
Without your phone
I've got no one with me
Except my tone
My attitude is not dependent
Too lonely am I
Hating life as the independent
It's all right
Walk your way
My drug is contact
Your existence to me
Is only a natural fact
And that is cool with me
The blonde of a new way to see
A direction somewhere off the map....
skew
going back to the old stuff
**** you're making sense out of what you said ..Bono
Lonely Silence Of May Skies
5-17-97
Dolor covers the skies
Appearing to bring rain
Breezes speak words of rest
This is one of my homes
I have no set residence
Nowhere to go
Nothing to know
I may as well crash out
To bring peace
Upon awakening....
Waiting At Marty Graw's Place
5-18-97
Feeling so uninspired
That it's a joke
I figure what the heaven
I'll light a smoke
The surroundings are paradise
The time, a sacrifice
The life, a dream
Little people are planted
Wishes here are granted
The gardens, the soil
The patience, a toil
The moment is still
The cup needs a refill
But why must I?
Must I?
* the answer to my prayer: I pray that my poems will be much more than words spoke into thin air....
the answer was that it had new meaning....
Simple Example Of Blue Illusion
5-18-97
Good intentions, have I
On this day of a seemingly clear blue sky
It feels quite that way
Until I look up at it
Pleasant scenes of green fill the air
Every sight, a miracle on the scene
Without a care
Aromas of barbeque
O, hell, I can do better than this
Let's see
I can set up the dis
Or would he do it for me?
*things seen temporal, things unseen eternal
Bringing New Wonder
5-18-97
Never satisfied am I
On adventure of temporary fantasies
Hoping God's creations would bring new wonder
For my motion picture way of life
I'm a sad and lonely man
They say I am not alone
They say it's gonna' take some time
But every time I'm in too much need
I seem to commit some kind of crime
Still aware of the background
Feeling as if the world is hollow
The earth could shatter at any moment
And Where is where we can go.....
* don't ask why, ask instead what can I learn from this?
City Of Camel Chips
5-19-97
Back to the city of shit
And I really have to take one
Minding my bees
Swatting the fleas
Hours later
Attitude adjustment
Back to Earth
Or is this Mars
No one around to put the blame on
And for that matter
Let alone
No one to put the blame on me
The blonde tries to lead
Yet I do not follow
New insight comes from grounding
As my life, never a destination
I'm better off alone
I can make a bet
I bet you the time of day
That I won't get it
* this one is inspired by Live, shit towne namely York, Pa...
Skew It
5-19-97
My ass is as hard as a rock
Don't ask me why
I need a lift
.... hitchhiker's sign
Or the timeout gesture
Form a line
Ask me for the info
I deal with mojo
And feed on mofo
And life is a lie of itself
Harnessed the power
Caffeine overdose
Comedy is stored up in my brain
Like a Big Bang waiting to happen
Brain cells flunking out of school up there
And it's really up there
Don't you wish it was this cool for real
But what is real?
This track is skew
The points here never meet
The motor is turning
My hubcap is speaking
He says, "I Want More!"
...Stoned off my ass
Where is my ass anyway
I remind myself of the nowhere man
Writing for no one but Nobody
This can get me
They will get Me
"You're gonna' get it", she cried
In my soul, senses amplified
The world is unaware
Of my intention to love
New interest
New insight
A mental turn on, She is
Nothing physical here
Unless of course I conform
Or I project
Or I transcend
Or I convert
Attraction is infringed
Everything changes
My seasons are constantly rearranging
My life is a time warp all the time
That's my joke
That's my game
That's my life
This is my life.....
**** you're making sense out of what you said ..Bono
Lonely Silence Of May Skies
5-17-97
Dolor covers the skies
Appearing to bring rain
Breezes speak words of rest
This is one of my homes
I have no set residence
Nowhere to go
Nothing to know
I may as well crash out
To bring peace
Upon awakening....
Waiting At Marty Graw's Place
5-18-97
Feeling so uninspired
That it's a joke
I figure what the heaven
I'll light a smoke
The surroundings are paradise
The time, a sacrifice
The life, a dream
Little people are planted
Wishes here are granted
The gardens, the soil
The patience, a toil
The moment is still
The cup needs a refill
But why must I?
Must I?
* the answer to my prayer: I pray that my poems will be much more than words spoke into thin air....
the answer was that it had new meaning....
Simple Example Of Blue Illusion
5-18-97
Good intentions, have I
On this day of a seemingly clear blue sky
It feels quite that way
Until I look up at it
Pleasant scenes of green fill the air
Every sight, a miracle on the scene
Without a care
Aromas of barbeque
O, hell, I can do better than this
Let's see
I can set up the dis
Or would he do it for me?
*things seen temporal, things unseen eternal
Bringing New Wonder
5-18-97
Never satisfied am I
On adventure of temporary fantasies
Hoping God's creations would bring new wonder
For my motion picture way of life
I'm a sad and lonely man
They say I am not alone
They say it's gonna' take some time
But every time I'm in too much need
I seem to commit some kind of crime
Still aware of the background
Feeling as if the world is hollow
The earth could shatter at any moment
And Where is where we can go.....
* don't ask why, ask instead what can I learn from this?
City Of Camel Chips
5-19-97
Back to the city of shit
And I really have to take one
Minding my bees
Swatting the fleas
Hours later
Attitude adjustment
Back to Earth
Or is this Mars
No one around to put the blame on
And for that matter
Let alone
No one to put the blame on me
The blonde tries to lead
Yet I do not follow
New insight comes from grounding
As my life, never a destination
I'm better off alone
I can make a bet
I bet you the time of day
That I won't get it
* this one is inspired by Live, shit towne namely York, Pa...
Skew It
5-19-97
My ass is as hard as a rock
Don't ask me why
I need a lift
.... hitchhiker's sign
Or the timeout gesture
Form a line
Ask me for the info
I deal with mojo
And feed on mofo
And life is a lie of itself
Harnessed the power
Caffeine overdose
Comedy is stored up in my brain
Like a Big Bang waiting to happen
Brain cells flunking out of school up there
And it's really up there
Don't you wish it was this cool for real
But what is real?
This track is skew
The points here never meet
The motor is turning
My hubcap is speaking
He says, "I Want More!"
...Stoned off my ass
Where is my ass anyway
I remind myself of the nowhere man
Writing for no one but Nobody
This can get me
They will get Me
"You're gonna' get it", she cried
In my soul, senses amplified
The world is unaware
Of my intention to love
New interest
New insight
A mental turn on, She is
Nothing physical here
Unless of course I conform
Or I project
Or I transcend
Or I convert
Attraction is infringed
Everything changes
My seasons are constantly rearranging
My life is a time warp all the time
That's my joke
That's my game
That's my life
This is my life.....
Wednesday, September 24, 2014
admixture
Holiday Admixture
4-17-14
Reading Christmas Scripture so close to Easter
Inwardly I am as a Jew wanting to believe
I pray that he will find his way
In that I have compassion
No longer walking after the glory of such fashion
The holy ghost has come upon thee
The power of the Highest shall overshadow thee
For with God nothing will be impossible
The child leapt in her womb
And the Spirit did move
I remember yesterday's victory
In that I made it through to you
Looking forward to roasted pumpkin seeds
But living first for today
In the admixture of all seasons
We are all of one bread
For with God nothing will be impossible...
Of Low Estate
4-17-14
He hath regarded the low estate
Yet to tear down that which he did create
Like last year's calendar
I learn how to love and forget my resentment and hate
Blessed is she that hath believed
Where five thousand are filled that yet ate
Abiding three months side by side
There is no kindred by such a name
Where I take my second cup of coffee
At the chime of eight
In that it's not too soon nor too late
Blessed be the good Lord of Israel
For he hath visited and redeemed his people
Raising up a horn of salvation
By the view across the street
Of my favorite steeple....
Taxed
4-17-14
I suppose this here and now as my day job
To make my appearance with my open bible
And the child grew and waxed strong in spirit
This is what I do for the glory
Fighting my Sihon at Jahaz
He would not let us pass by
In that God hath hardened his spirit
I suppose that here and now to be my profession
Where there went out a decree from Caesar Augustus
Every one to his own city
To be taxed according to the master plan
Until I pass over my Jordan again
Yeah, I will take up today tablet and pen
And I will come around back here again...
Taxed (Part 2)
4-17-14
How is it that ye sought me
Wist ye not that I would be about my father's business
The child would wax great as a prodigy of all time
Gifted for such an anointing
Of my dreams that I could not put into words
In such a journal
As such taxing is first made
When Cyrenius was governor
O, why do I mention such insignificant details
But to weave a snack cracker with whole wheat
In regarding as well the barley
And memories of a brother that still rides his Harley
I salute him here
Glory to God in the Highest
And goodwill to all men
This is what I do
In taking up today
Bible, tablet and pen....
On Luke 2:14
4-17-14
Reading Christmas Scripture so close to Easter
Inwardly I am as a Jew wanting to believe
I pray that he will find his way
In that I have compassion
No longer walking after the glory of such fashion
The holy ghost has come upon thee
The power of the Highest shall overshadow thee
For with God nothing will be impossible
The child leapt in her womb
And the Spirit did move
I remember yesterday's victory
In that I made it through to you
Looking forward to roasted pumpkin seeds
But living first for today
In the admixture of all seasons
We are all of one bread
For with God nothing will be impossible...
Of Low Estate
4-17-14
He hath regarded the low estate
Yet to tear down that which he did create
Like last year's calendar
I learn how to love and forget my resentment and hate
Blessed is she that hath believed
Where five thousand are filled that yet ate
Abiding three months side by side
There is no kindred by such a name
Where I take my second cup of coffee
At the chime of eight
In that it's not too soon nor too late
Blessed be the good Lord of Israel
For he hath visited and redeemed his people
Raising up a horn of salvation
By the view across the street
Of my favorite steeple....
Taxed
4-17-14
I suppose this here and now as my day job
To make my appearance with my open bible
And the child grew and waxed strong in spirit
This is what I do for the glory
Fighting my Sihon at Jahaz
He would not let us pass by
In that God hath hardened his spirit
I suppose that here and now to be my profession
Where there went out a decree from Caesar Augustus
Every one to his own city
To be taxed according to the master plan
Until I pass over my Jordan again
Yeah, I will take up today tablet and pen
And I will come around back here again...
Taxed (Part 2)
4-17-14
How is it that ye sought me
Wist ye not that I would be about my father's business
The child would wax great as a prodigy of all time
Gifted for such an anointing
Of my dreams that I could not put into words
In such a journal
As such taxing is first made
When Cyrenius was governor
O, why do I mention such insignificant details
But to weave a snack cracker with whole wheat
In regarding as well the barley
And memories of a brother that still rides his Harley
I salute him here
Glory to God in the Highest
And goodwill to all men
This is what I do
In taking up today
Bible, tablet and pen....
On Luke 2:14
Tuesday, September 23, 2014
white petals
White Petals
4-16-14
Reporting to my next class
With a perfect view out my window facing east
The magnolias are blooming
And the sun is shining
I woke up this morning
I have a roof over my head
It's been almost four years since I had a drink
Staying put for the time being
This is all that I have to say about it
Reporting to my next class
I pray for a brother's good success
The magnolias are blooming
The sunshine is upon us
The best is yet to come...
On Deuteronomy 2:5-9 (look this up)
4-17-14
Happy day
He washed my sins away
On the corner of Philadelphia and Broad
I come to know afresh the son of God
Plowing into the gospel of Luke
To find it just as even as it is odd
As we pass by the way of the wilderness of Moab
To stretch forth my almond rod
Budded to perfection
According to such fertile soil and sod
Buying of them all rations of water and meat
Where there is a rhyme for every corner of every street
Meddle not with them
For I have given unto Esau
The possession of land
I have the whole weekend ahead of me
Happy day
Happy day
Happy day......
On Luke 1:2,3 (look this up)
4-17-14
Easter is coming after all
The Lord is come even from behind my wall
In this isolation
Yet not as such pride before a wall
I remain humble
Stooping low to yet stand tall
Distress not the Moabites
For I have given Ar to Lot for a possession
Good behavior brings the savior to his knees
Forasmuch as many have taken in hand
To set forth the declaration
It's an adventure every time I sit down to write
As Deuteronomy relates to my situation
Of going in circles just the way that I am
As God accepts me
It sees good to me
Also having a perfect understanding
Of all things from the very first
Seeing it beneficial
To yet hunger and thirst...
Fear Not
4-17-14
Fear not Zacharius
I am sent to speak of ye with tidings of gladness
As so it seems to be only to you madness
Your prayer is heard according to the name and word
He tarries for a long time in the temple
And it makes perfect sense
No longer absurd
Going mute for a season
Sometimes there are no words to describe it
They were six months apart for a reason
Emims dwelt there also called the Anakims
As I ramble and traverse
Fear not Zacharius
All will be well with God's plan...
Emim
4-17-14
Great, many and tall
As spring proceeds into summer into fall
As I say a prayer for those passing by in the hall
Content with where I'm at
I don't need to go to the shopping mall
Happy day, O glad tidings
I have the whole weekend ahead of me
Rise up, get over the brook of Zered
Yet to skirt and encompass
That which we could not get around
Yet wasted and consumed
For the cause of intervention
This is my post today
To take in the view
O the end of the conduit
Of the upper pool
Where for this beauty today I am wise
In playing the fool
Great, many and tall
We face our giants head on...
Savant
4-17-14
Looking like a savant
For the cause of testimony
To anyone that walks on by
Distress them not
For I have given the land
To Lot for a possession
Where our Horims dwell in Seir
Where people hope to live in faith and not fear
Piping in these reverberating riffs
Looking like a savant
To be a witness of all that I have seen
Rejoicing of my victory of my yesterday
In that I would take not heed
Of lights turning green
Today I am full of it
Ammonites call them Zamzummims
They are our bread
Where this manna is plentiful
He that gathers much has nothing over...
Out Of Caphtor
4-17-14
Avims dwell in Hazerin
To be forgiven again of this sin
Even unto Azzah
To be one to lose the match and therefore win
Out of Caphtor
O, let us begin
Contend with them in battle
For God has delivered them into your hand
And you have not need to be one to clearly understand
Lean not to your own understanding
For what you have in your bag of tricks is worth ten grand
Rise up and pass over the river Arnon
I put all dread in thee
Upon the nations under heaven....
4-16-14
Reporting to my next class
With a perfect view out my window facing east
The magnolias are blooming
And the sun is shining
I woke up this morning
I have a roof over my head
It's been almost four years since I had a drink
Staying put for the time being
This is all that I have to say about it
Reporting to my next class
I pray for a brother's good success
The magnolias are blooming
The sunshine is upon us
The best is yet to come...
On Deuteronomy 2:5-9 (look this up)
4-17-14
Happy day
He washed my sins away
On the corner of Philadelphia and Broad
I come to know afresh the son of God
Plowing into the gospel of Luke
To find it just as even as it is odd
As we pass by the way of the wilderness of Moab
To stretch forth my almond rod
Budded to perfection
According to such fertile soil and sod
Buying of them all rations of water and meat
Where there is a rhyme for every corner of every street
Meddle not with them
For I have given unto Esau
The possession of land
I have the whole weekend ahead of me
Happy day
Happy day
Happy day......
On Luke 1:2,3 (look this up)
4-17-14
Easter is coming after all
The Lord is come even from behind my wall
In this isolation
Yet not as such pride before a wall
I remain humble
Stooping low to yet stand tall
Distress not the Moabites
For I have given Ar to Lot for a possession
Good behavior brings the savior to his knees
Forasmuch as many have taken in hand
To set forth the declaration
It's an adventure every time I sit down to write
As Deuteronomy relates to my situation
Of going in circles just the way that I am
As God accepts me
It sees good to me
Also having a perfect understanding
Of all things from the very first
Seeing it beneficial
To yet hunger and thirst...
Fear Not
4-17-14
Fear not Zacharius
I am sent to speak of ye with tidings of gladness
As so it seems to be only to you madness
Your prayer is heard according to the name and word
He tarries for a long time in the temple
And it makes perfect sense
No longer absurd
Going mute for a season
Sometimes there are no words to describe it
They were six months apart for a reason
Emims dwelt there also called the Anakims
As I ramble and traverse
Fear not Zacharius
All will be well with God's plan...
Emim
4-17-14
Great, many and tall
As spring proceeds into summer into fall
As I say a prayer for those passing by in the hall
Content with where I'm at
I don't need to go to the shopping mall
Happy day, O glad tidings
I have the whole weekend ahead of me
Rise up, get over the brook of Zered
Yet to skirt and encompass
That which we could not get around
Yet wasted and consumed
For the cause of intervention
This is my post today
To take in the view
O the end of the conduit
Of the upper pool
Where for this beauty today I am wise
In playing the fool
Great, many and tall
We face our giants head on...
Savant
4-17-14
Looking like a savant
For the cause of testimony
To anyone that walks on by
Distress them not
For I have given the land
To Lot for a possession
Where our Horims dwell in Seir
Where people hope to live in faith and not fear
Piping in these reverberating riffs
Looking like a savant
To be a witness of all that I have seen
Rejoicing of my victory of my yesterday
In that I would take not heed
Of lights turning green
Today I am full of it
Ammonites call them Zamzummims
They are our bread
Where this manna is plentiful
He that gathers much has nothing over...
Out Of Caphtor
4-17-14
Avims dwell in Hazerin
To be forgiven again of this sin
Even unto Azzah
To be one to lose the match and therefore win
Out of Caphtor
O, let us begin
Contend with them in battle
For God has delivered them into your hand
And you have not need to be one to clearly understand
Lean not to your own understanding
For what you have in your bag of tricks is worth ten grand
Rise up and pass over the river Arnon
I put all dread in thee
Upon the nations under heaven....
proclamation
Proclamation
3-24-14
By faith I turn over to the book of Ezra
Going back to face the music
Concerning the second building of such a temple
Putting on my armor by another proclamation put into writing
According to Cyrus whom is surnamed the sun
Whom proclaimed that the temple was to be built again
Where Nebo protects his landmark
As bible scholars are not left alone in the dark
Helping them with silver and with gold
Where this good word doth never grow old
By the beauty of all mysteries we are yet to unfold
By the contributions made to those returning
My zeal doth rage
As my candle is burning.....
In Class
3-24-14
Everyone to his own city
So shall we go
Calling up a brother to ask him if he has been there
Where I stand today but not alone
Where the stone rejected becomes as the chief cornerstone
And it turns out he's still engaged in class
And I rock on by the yoke of the ewe lamb and an ass
By the chronology of our postexilic era
Serving as the study at hand
Of these many names I would never come to know
Like the back of my hand
By which the priests and Levites are yet to return
In that in this
I have so much more to learn...
On Ezra 2:62 (look this up)
3-24-14
Chapter two so was a long one
As chapter three would serve as a strong one
Where these sought their listing among those registered
As geneology serving as my next wonderful study
As so does my brother this year, a multitude of seven
And a fresh and new hope for heaven
And the purging out today of old leaven
With Urim and Thummim
Firmly held in hand
Where he will have mercy
In that I go there to come to understand
Trying to visualize my steps taken by faith
Being today the only way to but please him...
On First Peter 1:2,3 (look this up)
3-24-14
He hath begotten us again
Unto a lively hope
In yet in need of a bath with Irish Spring soap
By the sprinkling of the blood of Jesus
That serves as a way to cope
By the resurrection of our Jesus from the dead
Where he has touched my lips
Putting words into my mouth and head
To an inheritance incorruptible and undefiled
Fading not away
Reserved in heaven for me and you
Where the true tabernacle today is you
Written by this black pen
Just as well ought to be as blue...
Seventh Month
3-24-14
Correlating to our modern months
According to a calendar hanging on my kitchen wall
So will be the truth
As I wait for a councellor's call
According to our drachmas and minas
That represent everything that money can buy
From sea to shining sea
Where so stands today our most High
According to lights and perfections
By which we are reformed
O, give the music back
Of which I am again defined....
3-24-14
By faith I turn over to the book of Ezra
Going back to face the music
Concerning the second building of such a temple
Putting on my armor by another proclamation put into writing
According to Cyrus whom is surnamed the sun
Whom proclaimed that the temple was to be built again
Where Nebo protects his landmark
As bible scholars are not left alone in the dark
Helping them with silver and with gold
Where this good word doth never grow old
By the beauty of all mysteries we are yet to unfold
By the contributions made to those returning
My zeal doth rage
As my candle is burning.....
In Class
3-24-14
Everyone to his own city
So shall we go
Calling up a brother to ask him if he has been there
Where I stand today but not alone
Where the stone rejected becomes as the chief cornerstone
And it turns out he's still engaged in class
And I rock on by the yoke of the ewe lamb and an ass
By the chronology of our postexilic era
Serving as the study at hand
Of these many names I would never come to know
Like the back of my hand
By which the priests and Levites are yet to return
In that in this
I have so much more to learn...
On Ezra 2:62 (look this up)
3-24-14
Chapter two so was a long one
As chapter three would serve as a strong one
Where these sought their listing among those registered
As geneology serving as my next wonderful study
As so does my brother this year, a multitude of seven
And a fresh and new hope for heaven
And the purging out today of old leaven
With Urim and Thummim
Firmly held in hand
Where he will have mercy
In that I go there to come to understand
Trying to visualize my steps taken by faith
Being today the only way to but please him...
On First Peter 1:2,3 (look this up)
3-24-14
He hath begotten us again
Unto a lively hope
In yet in need of a bath with Irish Spring soap
By the sprinkling of the blood of Jesus
That serves as a way to cope
By the resurrection of our Jesus from the dead
Where he has touched my lips
Putting words into my mouth and head
To an inheritance incorruptible and undefiled
Fading not away
Reserved in heaven for me and you
Where the true tabernacle today is you
Written by this black pen
Just as well ought to be as blue...
Seventh Month
3-24-14
Correlating to our modern months
According to a calendar hanging on my kitchen wall
So will be the truth
As I wait for a councellor's call
According to our drachmas and minas
That represent everything that money can buy
From sea to shining sea
Where so stands today our most High
According to lights and perfections
By which we are reformed
O, give the music back
Of which I am again defined....
soup
I'll Have The Soup
3-24-14
Transpacific terrapins make good soup
By ones sarong
According to what is right and wrong
Where Saul wanted to pin David to the wall
By the reason of his music
thinking to be more tall
Where transatlantic alligators
And anger by reason of not finding their meat
And I am quite ready for air conditioners
And this summer heat
Yet David escapes his presence twice
As we play the game here and roll the dice
Yet Saul was afraid of him
In that he behaves himself wisely
And so our God is with him....
Ensample
3-24-14
Ye become followers of us
Wanting tomorrow to travel
Without a need to board a bus
Having received the word in much affliction
Making today the word of God my devotion and sweeter addiction
So that you were ensamples to all that believe
Being one to rejoice in where I might grieve
Where you know not what manner of men you were among you
For your sakes
Turning from these idols to serve the living God
In the depths of childhood swimming lakes
Not wanting to share his throne with them
Doing all that it takes...
At Philippi
3-24-14
Shamefully entreated and yet suffering
For the cause of Christ that won't forsake me
My enemy is afraid of this
Being today more bold to talk about Jesus
Bold to speak the work with much contention
Where self doubt is not his invention
Bringing the wise men in that could not show the interpretation
Shamefully entreated at Philippi
As you know our entrance was not in vain
And not to ask the why
Waiting today for his son in heaven
Pressing onward in purging out old leaven
Writing these rhymes of one score and seven
Shamefully entreated yet comfortably seated....
Left In Athens
3-24-14
We thought it good to be left in Athens alone
As we were gentle among you
As a nurse that cherishes her children
Being as the greatest in the kingdom
Being one to just read it as it is
In hopes to apply it somewhere
Between what is here and there
Where our exhortation was not of deceit
This much I quote by reason of this black pen
Where I turn the page so that I might read it again
Wanting to believe
Wherein I play my main song of battle
Taking only the spoil of gold and of cattle
We thought it good to be left in Athens alone
By our sweet and subtle solitude
In song...
It's You
3-24-14
Seven more days until I get paid
Where my dayjob in this
Is coping with it
To be one to bask in this sunshiny day
By the first and second epistles
Written from Athens
By which my next plan
Was to flip back to the minor prophets
Being as one to seek and find it
As if searching for hidden treasures
O, together we fly someday
Apart from all fleshly pleasures
Wondering if anyone else in the world
That is doing what I do here
Yet to read again my Obadiah
As if it were something new
Addicting my members
To a word tested, tried and true
By this vision concerning our Edom
By which the true tabernacle is you...
Amongst The Herdmen
3-24-14
Hearing the word of Amos
Yes, I keep this good word close
Amongst the herdmen of Tekoa
Two years before the earthquake
A voice whispers saying that I am a great poet
Yet such self esteem is only for the service
Seeking subtle snakes where the word will roar from Zion
Giving all that it might take
Where the shepherds will mourn
And the top of Carmel should wither
Hoping to make another plan
In turning the page to see
Hoping for my emancipation
And to be free
For three transgressions
And for four....
The True Tabernacle Is You
3-24-14
Sending his fire on the wall of Cyrus
We taste of these trials that yet refine
In that it's a wonder
I'm not deaf from all of such loud music
Piped in for the cause of poetry
So that I might prophesy in part
Praising God today in any way I might know how
Rocking on to the word before mine eyes
For the cause of transition and continuity
I go back down to the main study room
To greet a few friends I have seen
In being yet callow and green
Wherein tomorrow's agenda is just this
As so the true tabernacle is you....
3-24-14
Transpacific terrapins make good soup
By ones sarong
According to what is right and wrong
Where Saul wanted to pin David to the wall
By the reason of his music
thinking to be more tall
Where transatlantic alligators
And anger by reason of not finding their meat
And I am quite ready for air conditioners
And this summer heat
Yet David escapes his presence twice
As we play the game here and roll the dice
Yet Saul was afraid of him
In that he behaves himself wisely
And so our God is with him....
Ensample
3-24-14
Ye become followers of us
Wanting tomorrow to travel
Without a need to board a bus
Having received the word in much affliction
Making today the word of God my devotion and sweeter addiction
So that you were ensamples to all that believe
Being one to rejoice in where I might grieve
Where you know not what manner of men you were among you
For your sakes
Turning from these idols to serve the living God
In the depths of childhood swimming lakes
Not wanting to share his throne with them
Doing all that it takes...
At Philippi
3-24-14
Shamefully entreated and yet suffering
For the cause of Christ that won't forsake me
My enemy is afraid of this
Being today more bold to talk about Jesus
Bold to speak the work with much contention
Where self doubt is not his invention
Bringing the wise men in that could not show the interpretation
Shamefully entreated at Philippi
As you know our entrance was not in vain
And not to ask the why
Waiting today for his son in heaven
Pressing onward in purging out old leaven
Writing these rhymes of one score and seven
Shamefully entreated yet comfortably seated....
Left In Athens
3-24-14
We thought it good to be left in Athens alone
As we were gentle among you
As a nurse that cherishes her children
Being as the greatest in the kingdom
Being one to just read it as it is
In hopes to apply it somewhere
Between what is here and there
Where our exhortation was not of deceit
This much I quote by reason of this black pen
Where I turn the page so that I might read it again
Wanting to believe
Wherein I play my main song of battle
Taking only the spoil of gold and of cattle
We thought it good to be left in Athens alone
By our sweet and subtle solitude
In song...
It's You
3-24-14
Seven more days until I get paid
Where my dayjob in this
Is coping with it
To be one to bask in this sunshiny day
By the first and second epistles
Written from Athens
By which my next plan
Was to flip back to the minor prophets
Being as one to seek and find it
As if searching for hidden treasures
O, together we fly someday
Apart from all fleshly pleasures
Wondering if anyone else in the world
That is doing what I do here
Yet to read again my Obadiah
As if it were something new
Addicting my members
To a word tested, tried and true
By this vision concerning our Edom
By which the true tabernacle is you...
Amongst The Herdmen
3-24-14
Hearing the word of Amos
Yes, I keep this good word close
Amongst the herdmen of Tekoa
Two years before the earthquake
A voice whispers saying that I am a great poet
Yet such self esteem is only for the service
Seeking subtle snakes where the word will roar from Zion
Giving all that it might take
Where the shepherds will mourn
And the top of Carmel should wither
Hoping to make another plan
In turning the page to see
Hoping for my emancipation
And to be free
For three transgressions
And for four....
The True Tabernacle Is You
3-24-14
Sending his fire on the wall of Cyrus
We taste of these trials that yet refine
In that it's a wonder
I'm not deaf from all of such loud music
Piped in for the cause of poetry
So that I might prophesy in part
Praising God today in any way I might know how
Rocking on to the word before mine eyes
For the cause of transition and continuity
I go back down to the main study room
To greet a few friends I have seen
In being yet callow and green
Wherein tomorrow's agenda is just this
As so the true tabernacle is you....
Samuel
Prayer Answered Samuel Born
7-22-14
It comes to pass
In the process of time
That I would read and rock on
To be the poet to write this rhyme
Lord I pray for an ecstatic experience
But I'm content with well being
Wherever I reach out to feel your hand in mine
As Hannah conceives to bear a son
To go up for this yearly sacrifice
According to his vow
As the time of salvation is here and now
Now it comes to pass
In the process of time
And all that heaven will allow
O, do what seems best unto you
Wherever I'm alone
I know that you are there...
Lent
7-22-14
Thirty-one chapters on this endeavor
Nothing up against the rest of forever
You're all that I need while we're apart
O, talk no more so very proudly
In declaring, O, thou art
For there is none beside you
In my making of a new start
You know I've cried a thousand
Before you left me
Standing here in looking back on my first love
Taking up my skin of wine
In my search within, beyond and above
Where even the hawk could fly beside the dove
Thirty-one chapters
So it is to be...
Bows And Arrows
7-22-14
The Lord is a God of knowledge
And by him all actions are weighed
It's not something a scholar can get from collage
And another day in the eyes of the hungry
So is made the bows of mighty men broken
O, when its over
You know I'm still in love with you
Where even the barren has bourne seven
And I will meet you again someday in heaven
In remembrances of the messengers
At the bookstore I wish them well on their way
Where by strength no man doth prevail...
Fleshhook
7-22-14
* this is an error on the spell check but I intentionally go again it
Exalting the horn of his anointed
To magnify the seat today of his appointed
I see my wee lass walk away double jointed
And by this memory I stand here strong
By the writing of such a song
I hide in my music and forget the day
O, is this so wrong
While the meat is yet seething
Come the chime of one
I tag along
Taking up my three pronged fleshhook
To thrust in into the cauldron and its pot
Not trying to be something that I'm not
Exalting the Lord of his anointed
When it's all that I've got...
Sautee
7-22-14
Sautéing my mushrooms
For further meaning and insight
Into all that is me
So I can smell of all that which I now see
By the sons of Eli corrupt
Asking for guidance in this reading
To set me free
Assembled at the door of the tabernacle
To but simply be
All I want is my piece of pie
Falling from another apple tree
This is the simple lunch that I partake of
And to face up to it and not flee
As everybody's got advice
They just keep on giving
Of which one cannot but grasp or bear
As this mushroom aroma
Will fill the open air....
Party Of Three
7-23-14
Yeah, let's get this party started
Whether I like it or not
Even if such is only by my pen
In territory uncharted
I give it all I've got
Thus saith the Lord
Did I not clearly reveal myself
In the flow of ink
I do it all again
It's a party
And nobody cares what we do
Going back to Egypt again
To enter the house of our Father
In order to obtain provisions
And make these decisions
Let's get this party started...
On First Samuel 2:27
7-23-14
O, why do you do such things
And continue in sin like this
O, why not settle with well being
And cease the chase for bliss
Did I not clearly reveal myself
Beside my feline companion
That would never growl or hiss
Let's get this party started
She keeps good company
I get used to good news
Going back to Egypt to visit our Pharaoh's house
God knows what I am feeling today
Words or not
Here I write my morning away
Tell me what I want to hear
O, now I pray....
7-22-14
It comes to pass
In the process of time
That I would read and rock on
To be the poet to write this rhyme
Lord I pray for an ecstatic experience
But I'm content with well being
Wherever I reach out to feel your hand in mine
As Hannah conceives to bear a son
To go up for this yearly sacrifice
According to his vow
As the time of salvation is here and now
Now it comes to pass
In the process of time
And all that heaven will allow
O, do what seems best unto you
Wherever I'm alone
I know that you are there...
Lent
7-22-14
Thirty-one chapters on this endeavor
Nothing up against the rest of forever
You're all that I need while we're apart
O, talk no more so very proudly
In declaring, O, thou art
For there is none beside you
In my making of a new start
You know I've cried a thousand
Before you left me
Standing here in looking back on my first love
Taking up my skin of wine
In my search within, beyond and above
Where even the hawk could fly beside the dove
Thirty-one chapters
So it is to be...
Bows And Arrows
7-22-14
The Lord is a God of knowledge
And by him all actions are weighed
It's not something a scholar can get from collage
And another day in the eyes of the hungry
So is made the bows of mighty men broken
O, when its over
You know I'm still in love with you
Where even the barren has bourne seven
And I will meet you again someday in heaven
In remembrances of the messengers
At the bookstore I wish them well on their way
Where by strength no man doth prevail...
Fleshhook
7-22-14
* this is an error on the spell check but I intentionally go again it
Exalting the horn of his anointed
To magnify the seat today of his appointed
I see my wee lass walk away double jointed
And by this memory I stand here strong
By the writing of such a song
I hide in my music and forget the day
O, is this so wrong
While the meat is yet seething
Come the chime of one
I tag along
Taking up my three pronged fleshhook
To thrust in into the cauldron and its pot
Not trying to be something that I'm not
Exalting the Lord of his anointed
When it's all that I've got...
Sautee
7-22-14
Sautéing my mushrooms
For further meaning and insight
Into all that is me
So I can smell of all that which I now see
By the sons of Eli corrupt
Asking for guidance in this reading
To set me free
Assembled at the door of the tabernacle
To but simply be
All I want is my piece of pie
Falling from another apple tree
This is the simple lunch that I partake of
And to face up to it and not flee
As everybody's got advice
They just keep on giving
Of which one cannot but grasp or bear
As this mushroom aroma
Will fill the open air....
Party Of Three
7-23-14
Yeah, let's get this party started
Whether I like it or not
Even if such is only by my pen
In territory uncharted
I give it all I've got
Thus saith the Lord
Did I not clearly reveal myself
In the flow of ink
I do it all again
It's a party
And nobody cares what we do
Going back to Egypt again
To enter the house of our Father
In order to obtain provisions
And make these decisions
Let's get this party started...
On First Samuel 2:27
7-23-14
O, why do you do such things
And continue in sin like this
O, why not settle with well being
And cease the chase for bliss
Did I not clearly reveal myself
Beside my feline companion
That would never growl or hiss
Let's get this party started
She keeps good company
I get used to good news
Going back to Egypt to visit our Pharaoh's house
God knows what I am feeling today
Words or not
Here I write my morning away
Tell me what I want to hear
O, now I pray....
stepping out
Stepping Out Of The Way
3-24-14
Learning how to step out of the way
And let Jesus do his thing
Where it's no longer about just me
Yet I find it in me to raise my voice to sing
O, where is my enemy now
O, where is death's sting
By this spiritual bushwhack
Where I find my golden ring
Supposing its signet to be significant and subtle
In the writings about the dead man
Of you know who
Where in this my God makes all things new
Putting to death all that I leave behind
To press forward to all that is true
When I must decrease
and he will increase
As he lives through me
Learning how to step out of the way
And let Jesus do his thing...
Insecure
3-24-14
Our ego is actually insecure
Thought of as one to boast in one's confidence
Like a millionaire
I walk the streets like a beggar
Because I have forgotten
All that I hold in my hand
Where true being is not created
By external things we can but see or touch
Where our trying to be a good man
Is the grand illusion
To test and try the reigns
Of a mind that hungers and thirsts for more
And now I am left in the silence
To think only to turn up my volume
So that I won't sink...
Skole Otium
3-24-14
Our abundance is real
Where our lack of it is but an illusion
Not according to what we feel
For God is not the author of confusion
Choosing to stand my ground
In facing the music
Observing what I come to accept
In such intrusion
Where the bad news is that time flies
And the good news is that you are the pilot
By these beautiful hues of crimson, indigo and violet
Today the prayer warrior
For even the hell raiser
Being today the watcher and the witness
Like the angel looking after you
By this leisure time of my skole otium
Free from all other obligations
So that I might prophesy here by this pen....
Growing It
3-24-14
Through Him I live by increase
But in me I die
Where I must decrease
Go and find out what this means
And he will have mercy
As so transcending understanding is our peace
She said that someday
I would be a great poet
And here I am being
One to reach out to you
Even if I don't quite know it
As David behaves himself wisely
Where in fields plentiful
I am yet to grow it
As to live is Christ
And to die is gain
On a sunshiny day
Where I am yet to accept it
If it were to rain...
On First Thessalonians 1:1-6
3-24-14
Flipping over to first Thessalonians
Grace to you and peace from God the Father and in Jesus
The enemy is afraid of this
Cast back into the pit where he came from
Where today I pray without ceasing
To the beat of the drum
As I give thanks always for you
Making mention of you in my prayers
Knowing our election and free choice
Not in word only
But in the power of the Holy Ghost
With much assurance
This will be my plan of today
Like a festive occasion
And another beautiful occurrence
As you know what manner of men
We are among you
Where you become followers of us
In joining of forces
Today...
Tap Water
3-24-14
Sounding out the word in a place called there
When all there really is is here and now
Believing in Macedonia and Achaia
Sounding out the word in every place
The sole of our foot doth tread
Setting aside my coffee
To drink only tap water
Where Saul has slain his thousands
Yet David his ten thousands
Where it is up to God just who is greater
Under this beautiful firmament in its expanse
According to our creator
By which Saul in his jealousy
Wants to kill him
Sounding out this word
When I go back to the west end of town tomorrow
3-24-14
Learning how to step out of the way
And let Jesus do his thing
Where it's no longer about just me
Yet I find it in me to raise my voice to sing
O, where is my enemy now
O, where is death's sting
By this spiritual bushwhack
Where I find my golden ring
Supposing its signet to be significant and subtle
In the writings about the dead man
Of you know who
Where in this my God makes all things new
Putting to death all that I leave behind
To press forward to all that is true
When I must decrease
and he will increase
As he lives through me
Learning how to step out of the way
And let Jesus do his thing...
Insecure
3-24-14
Our ego is actually insecure
Thought of as one to boast in one's confidence
Like a millionaire
I walk the streets like a beggar
Because I have forgotten
All that I hold in my hand
Where true being is not created
By external things we can but see or touch
Where our trying to be a good man
Is the grand illusion
To test and try the reigns
Of a mind that hungers and thirsts for more
And now I am left in the silence
To think only to turn up my volume
So that I won't sink...
Skole Otium
3-24-14
Our abundance is real
Where our lack of it is but an illusion
Not according to what we feel
For God is not the author of confusion
Choosing to stand my ground
In facing the music
Observing what I come to accept
In such intrusion
Where the bad news is that time flies
And the good news is that you are the pilot
By these beautiful hues of crimson, indigo and violet
Today the prayer warrior
For even the hell raiser
Being today the watcher and the witness
Like the angel looking after you
By this leisure time of my skole otium
Free from all other obligations
So that I might prophesy here by this pen....
Growing It
3-24-14
Through Him I live by increase
But in me I die
Where I must decrease
Go and find out what this means
And he will have mercy
As so transcending understanding is our peace
She said that someday
I would be a great poet
And here I am being
One to reach out to you
Even if I don't quite know it
As David behaves himself wisely
Where in fields plentiful
I am yet to grow it
As to live is Christ
And to die is gain
On a sunshiny day
Where I am yet to accept it
If it were to rain...
On First Thessalonians 1:1-6
3-24-14
Flipping over to first Thessalonians
Grace to you and peace from God the Father and in Jesus
The enemy is afraid of this
Cast back into the pit where he came from
Where today I pray without ceasing
To the beat of the drum
As I give thanks always for you
Making mention of you in my prayers
Knowing our election and free choice
Not in word only
But in the power of the Holy Ghost
With much assurance
This will be my plan of today
Like a festive occasion
And another beautiful occurrence
As you know what manner of men
We are among you
Where you become followers of us
In joining of forces
Today...
Tap Water
3-24-14
Sounding out the word in a place called there
When all there really is is here and now
Believing in Macedonia and Achaia
Sounding out the word in every place
The sole of our foot doth tread
Setting aside my coffee
To drink only tap water
Where Saul has slain his thousands
Yet David his ten thousands
Where it is up to God just who is greater
Under this beautiful firmament in its expanse
According to our creator
By which Saul in his jealousy
Wants to kill him
Sounding out this word
When I go back to the west end of town tomorrow
Friday, September 19, 2014
alive
We Are Dead And Alive
3-24-14
In Christ
Nothing is dead
When he brings it back to life
According to such daily bread
As he doth kill and make alive
As such a faith is more than just in my head
And according to orrelations
Such is a word not found in the lexicon
Serving as my subordinate devotion
Like a side dish
O, what would you change if you could
O, make me a blessing to someone
Today as I should
Yet to wake up
Because we must die
And live again
By these scribblings of my black pen
In Christ, yeah, everything is alive
Where all things work for good
To they whom believe...
Preference
3-24-14
If cigarettes and coffee are not my heaven
I would like to know
Just what is according to that which is not seen
I see not but believe with a joy unspeakable
Keeping the oil in these lamps
To shine my light in darkness
Of which is my preference
Repenting towards where I come from
In remembrance to the word of God
And what he has done for me
To strengthen the things that remain
In rejoicing by the light of the sun
Where I have this reputation of being alive
While I am dead
According to the promise
That we will be resurrected someday...
Avidya
3-24-14
According to my object referral
I see myself in all that is taken up
I see the true me in another coffee cup
And when you know yourself
You access the happiness at its source
Yet to behold my red heifer and my pale horse
Riding upon her into battle
But taking not force
By this still small voice
That whispers, "resist nothing"
Falling into the void for the cause
Even of self referral
To identify with the true being
Instead by the obscene
Of true knowledge
And the presence of our wisdom
Of our daily bread...
Ode To The Heart Of Matters
3-24-14
Strengthen all that remains
That which is about to die
Being today the reaper of seeds and grains
Not one to ask of the why
But still I inquire of the higher purpose
In this writing to the heart of matters
Thinking of all that is right
Yeah, it's a sunshiny day
As seeds this poet scatters
Where we are to be that light
Just like Jesus
In that he says, "You'll be alright"
Needing to keep watch and stay engaged
As Christians dead to self
And alive to love
To value the life I have
In which, yeah
His life is in me
Within, beyond and above...
Sardis
3-24-14
Sardis was a city
Set on the top of a mountain
That could not be hidden
By reason of our longing for water
From our forever flowing fountain
By our sword, bow and belt
Our thirst doth yet but melt
As so comes forth a finger of a man's hand
Where my cogitations much trouble me
In words to come to understand
writing this message upon my own wall
Standing barefoot in the sand
Where high tides wash over my feet
But at least I'm standing on dry land
Where I have been crucified with Christ
And therefore not as one to live for myself
Hoping to be as one
To no longer live in fear or doubt...
3-24-14
In Christ
Nothing is dead
When he brings it back to life
According to such daily bread
As he doth kill and make alive
As such a faith is more than just in my head
And according to orrelations
Such is a word not found in the lexicon
Serving as my subordinate devotion
Like a side dish
O, what would you change if you could
O, make me a blessing to someone
Today as I should
Yet to wake up
Because we must die
And live again
By these scribblings of my black pen
In Christ, yeah, everything is alive
Where all things work for good
To they whom believe...
Preference
3-24-14
If cigarettes and coffee are not my heaven
I would like to know
Just what is according to that which is not seen
I see not but believe with a joy unspeakable
Keeping the oil in these lamps
To shine my light in darkness
Of which is my preference
Repenting towards where I come from
In remembrance to the word of God
And what he has done for me
To strengthen the things that remain
In rejoicing by the light of the sun
Where I have this reputation of being alive
While I am dead
According to the promise
That we will be resurrected someday...
Avidya
3-24-14
According to my object referral
I see myself in all that is taken up
I see the true me in another coffee cup
And when you know yourself
You access the happiness at its source
Yet to behold my red heifer and my pale horse
Riding upon her into battle
But taking not force
By this still small voice
That whispers, "resist nothing"
Falling into the void for the cause
Even of self referral
To identify with the true being
Instead by the obscene
Of true knowledge
And the presence of our wisdom
Of our daily bread...
Ode To The Heart Of Matters
3-24-14
Strengthen all that remains
That which is about to die
Being today the reaper of seeds and grains
Not one to ask of the why
But still I inquire of the higher purpose
In this writing to the heart of matters
Thinking of all that is right
Yeah, it's a sunshiny day
As seeds this poet scatters
Where we are to be that light
Just like Jesus
In that he says, "You'll be alright"
Needing to keep watch and stay engaged
As Christians dead to self
And alive to love
To value the life I have
In which, yeah
His life is in me
Within, beyond and above...
Sardis
3-24-14
Sardis was a city
Set on the top of a mountain
That could not be hidden
By reason of our longing for water
From our forever flowing fountain
By our sword, bow and belt
Our thirst doth yet but melt
As so comes forth a finger of a man's hand
Where my cogitations much trouble me
In words to come to understand
writing this message upon my own wall
Standing barefoot in the sand
Where high tides wash over my feet
But at least I'm standing on dry land
Where I have been crucified with Christ
And therefore not as one to live for myself
Hoping to be as one
To no longer live in fear or doubt...
Pergamos
Abase And Abound
9-2-14
Of beautiful vulnerability
I do this to the best of my ability
To be found within a song
The thing you do here is not good
You will surely wear away
To say, but O, so long
As different hearts beat on different strings
I wish you luck the next time around
To but abase and to but yet abound
By my hoar frost and frozen dew
And my endeavors to reach out to you
Of beautiful vulnerability
For behold
I am for you
As God doth but adore you...
Let Them Call You
9-2-14
Let them call you
May it be a blessed bounty and brew
Leaving a trail of innocence
I am guilty before you
With my luck I know that I will fail
But by my blessing I hit with a hammer
Upon my brad nail
Of Queen Mab or Titania
Of Shelley and Blake
God only gives me what I can handle
Where I am still awake
Where the Christian religion
Is harsh like a camel cigarette
Not a very good testimony
O, get real, let them call you...
For Sinners Only
9-2-14
Triumphant and of tragic
I find my sense of humor at the door
O, brilliant and quite magic
I slip into something more comfortable at four
By a visage so marred
That we could not tell that he was a man
O, settle it in your hearts
And step on out to meet the van
Heaven is for sinners only
By the vine and blood
And oil and Spirit
O, was it God's will
That I would go into exile
O, did you get healed
Standing in line
Single file...
Checkmate
9-2-14
Of computerized critics
And superior cynics
I go back to the clinics
To check myself at the door
And so it's no fear
Renegade steer clear
To the point when I can no longer hear
Where water is scarce
And I face my fear
As in their own image
Their world is fashion
And I will do just this
To be as my passion
As coffee runs in rivers
But only God delivers
Hey, it's power to you now
I don't remember much
But I am just what I am...
Finding
9-2-14
O, God's stars to wish upon
Are infinite and colossal
Come the finding of another childhood dinosaur fossil
I scare myself half to death
But to be brought back to life
It will never be good enough for them
In taking up my box cutting knife
According to the outcome
It all works out
By the beat of a different drum
Given the benefit of the doubt
O, maybe exile is a time for spiritual growth
As the state of integrity
I bear my Ishmael and my Isaac
According to the promise of the burden
It will surely serve us well...
9-2-14
Of beautiful vulnerability
I do this to the best of my ability
To be found within a song
The thing you do here is not good
You will surely wear away
To say, but O, so long
As different hearts beat on different strings
I wish you luck the next time around
To but abase and to but yet abound
By my hoar frost and frozen dew
And my endeavors to reach out to you
Of beautiful vulnerability
For behold
I am for you
As God doth but adore you...
Let Them Call You
9-2-14
Let them call you
May it be a blessed bounty and brew
Leaving a trail of innocence
I am guilty before you
With my luck I know that I will fail
But by my blessing I hit with a hammer
Upon my brad nail
Of Queen Mab or Titania
Of Shelley and Blake
God only gives me what I can handle
Where I am still awake
Where the Christian religion
Is harsh like a camel cigarette
Not a very good testimony
O, get real, let them call you...
For Sinners Only
9-2-14
Triumphant and of tragic
I find my sense of humor at the door
O, brilliant and quite magic
I slip into something more comfortable at four
By a visage so marred
That we could not tell that he was a man
O, settle it in your hearts
And step on out to meet the van
Heaven is for sinners only
By the vine and blood
And oil and Spirit
O, was it God's will
That I would go into exile
O, did you get healed
Standing in line
Single file...
Checkmate
9-2-14
Of computerized critics
And superior cynics
I go back to the clinics
To check myself at the door
And so it's no fear
Renegade steer clear
To the point when I can no longer hear
Where water is scarce
And I face my fear
As in their own image
Their world is fashion
And I will do just this
To be as my passion
As coffee runs in rivers
But only God delivers
Hey, it's power to you now
I don't remember much
But I am just what I am...
Finding
9-2-14
O, God's stars to wish upon
Are infinite and colossal
Come the finding of another childhood dinosaur fossil
I scare myself half to death
But to be brought back to life
It will never be good enough for them
In taking up my box cutting knife
According to the outcome
It all works out
By the beat of a different drum
Given the benefit of the doubt
O, maybe exile is a time for spiritual growth
As the state of integrity
I bear my Ishmael and my Isaac
According to the promise of the burden
It will surely serve us well...
Monday, September 15, 2014
cynosure
Cynosure
9-2-14
O, how do I face tomorrow
O, how do I face today
As to drown all lingering rue and sorrow
I don't know if I can make it today
But I do not know just what I lack
Not today
Not written by pens blue and black
By the cynosure
By my focal point
Of attention and admiration
O, get real, my main man
To simply fill in these empty spaces
It will never be good enough
No I cannot live up to their expectations
I see the cup as three quarters full
O, how will I face it
In going blind again...
Just Between Us
9-2-14
O, say unto the mountains and the hills
Be thou removed
We are strangers to each other
According to my Ishmael
O, prophesy concerning that land of Isaac
Remind me of the morning that all is well with my soul
I want these words to be more than just talk
I have spoken in my jealousy and fury
In furbelow fabrication of desolate wastes
And cities forsaken
I have heard enough
Of how this world can get rough
Just between us...
Pergamos
9-2-14
I call my next book Pergamos
In that I can never be too far away nor too close
To prophesy against all Idumer to get the gist
And the main idea, O I repeat and rehearse
O, praise you my God
As I lifted up my hand
Surely they will bear their shame
As some of them are sweet
And which hath become a prey and derision
To the residue roundabout the throne
9-2-14
O, how do I face tomorrow
O, how do I face today
As to drown all lingering rue and sorrow
I don't know if I can make it today
But I do not know just what I lack
Not today
Not written by pens blue and black
By the cynosure
By my focal point
Of attention and admiration
O, get real, my main man
To simply fill in these empty spaces
It will never be good enough
No I cannot live up to their expectations
I see the cup as three quarters full
O, how will I face it
In going blind again...
Just Between Us
9-2-14
O, say unto the mountains and the hills
Be thou removed
We are strangers to each other
According to my Ishmael
O, prophesy concerning that land of Isaac
Remind me of the morning that all is well with my soul
I want these words to be more than just talk
I have spoken in my jealousy and fury
In furbelow fabrication of desolate wastes
And cities forsaken
I have heard enough
Of how this world can get rough
Just between us...
Pergamos
9-2-14
I call my next book Pergamos
In that I can never be too far away nor too close
To prophesy against all Idumer to get the gist
And the main idea, O I repeat and rehearse
O, praise you my God
As I lifted up my hand
Surely they will bear their shame
As some of them are sweet
And which hath become a prey and derision
To the residue roundabout the throne
redeemer
My Redeemer Lives
9-2-14
Ye are not satisfied with my flesh
As in flesh and bone
It is impossible to please you
As fields I yet cultivate and thresh
It's a sad, sad story
My goal is more than a thought
By the statutes by which I am raised and taught
I grow too old for my ears
How my heart yearns within me
Sieve the boat of the matter
To lieth beneath
It's my ruin I must say
So you still question why
As so but doth echo
Will be my lie.....
I Chose Freewill
9-2-14
Classic rock has its moments in time
I chose my freewill
So much that I forgot to make it rhyme
For wrath bringeth the punishment of stealth and sword
And all will be well tonight
In the good Lord according to Zophar's final speech
And my twentieth book entitled Pergamos
Remind me if I forget
Pace yourself and you will see fit
To go there again
And Labor Day is far spent
And it's time again to pay the rent
Drink up, O dreamer
And give up your worry for Lent
Classic rock has its moments
And I am satisfied...
Get Smart, Don't Start
9-2-14
O, do you not know this of old
Playing with my three quarters deck
Yet to be but bought and sold
Content to let the days go by
This is my passion
I will not fold
It's a tragedy and it seems to take forever
As the spirit of my understanding
Causes me to but answer
Waiting for someone to come along
And say let your lisp be loosed
And be free from your cancer
By one of the most sublime of passages
It becomes as cobra venom within me...
Residuum
Of my residuum
And of her residue
I find my way but it's nothing new
There's plenty more where that came from
Cut the bullshit in looking for the open door
On you I will not quitO, quit ye like men
For peace and not for war
By the ability to but recover
As resilience against adversity
All buoyance
Try it out and I think you'll like it
O, why do you look so sad
O, look alive and please don't go mad
Of my residuum
I am what I am by his grace...
Mangrove
9-2-14
Springing back to its original form
To yet reside
It scares me half to death
But I will hang in
But for a little while
You can't go on like this forever
By the simplicity of your new endeavor
I go great lengths to explore my threshold of pain
As I am one indeed to say that I can
Take the rain by the mangrove of my mange
We want to sing out
O, home on the range
Springing back to its original form
To yet resile
I set up one shepherd over them....
Four Years Sober (Good Job!)
9-2-14
So much wasted
And this moment keeps slipping away
As one to say that indeed I have tasted
Led not afar nor led astray
I will make with them a covenant of peace
Yet lofty I will pray and not cease
It's time out for you my man
And to reevaluate the lease
I see my cup of joe as half full
Like notes that fall gently like rain
By my post Labor Day blues
I am not one to say
That I can take the news
So much wasted
O, are we on the same page
Of sweet wine yet tasted....
On Exodus 34:24 (Look It Up!)
9-2-14
Raised up for them another plant of renown
Keeping verb tenses simple in the state of the proper noun
Another toy they'll destroy
It's time to get real
And to claim one's joy
Not ready for Counting Crows
Yet still I am a crass and green boy
The world can use this beauty
And to be no more consumed with hunger
In that I have hopes to be getting older and younger
Wherein I cry out for another little victory
To wander home through quiet streets....
The Free Thinker
9-2-14
I can see how this can be an issue
Pulling my nose hairs out
Without use of a tissue
All of that coffee can't be doing you any good
Where a morsel makes all the difference in the world
And it's a lonely one at that
I can see how this can be a burden
You don't know me
O, stay away
Where an oracle confronts me there
O, how I pray
I am saved once and twice again
By the fluent flow of this fountain pen
It's a nice thought
May it not lead to emotion
Yet profound....
9-2-14
Ye are not satisfied with my flesh
As in flesh and bone
It is impossible to please you
As fields I yet cultivate and thresh
It's a sad, sad story
My goal is more than a thought
By the statutes by which I am raised and taught
I grow too old for my ears
How my heart yearns within me
Sieve the boat of the matter
To lieth beneath
It's my ruin I must say
So you still question why
As so but doth echo
Will be my lie.....
I Chose Freewill
9-2-14
Classic rock has its moments in time
I chose my freewill
So much that I forgot to make it rhyme
For wrath bringeth the punishment of stealth and sword
And all will be well tonight
In the good Lord according to Zophar's final speech
And my twentieth book entitled Pergamos
Remind me if I forget
Pace yourself and you will see fit
To go there again
And Labor Day is far spent
And it's time again to pay the rent
Drink up, O dreamer
And give up your worry for Lent
Classic rock has its moments
And I am satisfied...
Get Smart, Don't Start
9-2-14
O, do you not know this of old
Playing with my three quarters deck
Yet to be but bought and sold
Content to let the days go by
This is my passion
I will not fold
It's a tragedy and it seems to take forever
As the spirit of my understanding
Causes me to but answer
Waiting for someone to come along
And say let your lisp be loosed
And be free from your cancer
By one of the most sublime of passages
It becomes as cobra venom within me...
Residuum
Of my residuum
And of her residue
I find my way but it's nothing new
There's plenty more where that came from
Cut the bullshit in looking for the open door
On you I will not quitO, quit ye like men
For peace and not for war
By the ability to but recover
As resilience against adversity
All buoyance
Try it out and I think you'll like it
O, why do you look so sad
O, look alive and please don't go mad
Of my residuum
I am what I am by his grace...
Mangrove
9-2-14
Springing back to its original form
To yet reside
It scares me half to death
But I will hang in
But for a little while
You can't go on like this forever
By the simplicity of your new endeavor
I go great lengths to explore my threshold of pain
As I am one indeed to say that I can
Take the rain by the mangrove of my mange
We want to sing out
O, home on the range
Springing back to its original form
To yet resile
I set up one shepherd over them....
Four Years Sober (Good Job!)
9-2-14
So much wasted
And this moment keeps slipping away
As one to say that indeed I have tasted
Led not afar nor led astray
I will make with them a covenant of peace
Yet lofty I will pray and not cease
It's time out for you my man
And to reevaluate the lease
I see my cup of joe as half full
Like notes that fall gently like rain
By my post Labor Day blues
I am not one to say
That I can take the news
So much wasted
O, are we on the same page
Of sweet wine yet tasted....
On Exodus 34:24 (Look It Up!)
9-2-14
Raised up for them another plant of renown
Keeping verb tenses simple in the state of the proper noun
Another toy they'll destroy
It's time to get real
And to claim one's joy
Not ready for Counting Crows
Yet still I am a crass and green boy
The world can use this beauty
And to be no more consumed with hunger
In that I have hopes to be getting older and younger
Wherein I cry out for another little victory
To wander home through quiet streets....
The Free Thinker
9-2-14
I can see how this can be an issue
Pulling my nose hairs out
Without use of a tissue
All of that coffee can't be doing you any good
Where a morsel makes all the difference in the world
And it's a lonely one at that
I can see how this can be a burden
You don't know me
O, stay away
Where an oracle confronts me there
O, how I pray
I am saved once and twice again
By the fluent flow of this fountain pen
It's a nice thought
May it not lead to emotion
Yet profound....
bougainvillaea
Bougainvillaea
9-1-14
Of my bougainvillaea
I'll be stretching my mouth
To let those big words come on out
Of South American shrubs and vines
To uproot without a doubt
Of the four o'clock family
We will catch it if we try
I will seek that which was lost
And bring again that which is driven away
Of my bougainvillea
Repungent and oppressive
I find my way to higher places safe and sound
And still sober
Observing a moment of silence
For this cause alone to acknowledge
The songs of cicadas for what they are
As Autumn equinox doth but approach us...
Ostentatious
9-1-14
And so I begin my nineteenth book
On a good note
To observe yellow and green crosses
Through closed eyes
To keep my fishing vessels afloat
O, how my heart yearns within me
Indigent and needy
As the scapegoat
And so I am gone
According to the word of this election
I will be as one to but vote
Observing another moment of silence
To judge between the cattle and the ram and the he goat
O, I cry out to you
Yet lacking my necessities
I am what I am
Destitute and impoverished
Yet to abound in more and more...
"How Long?"
9-1-14
The book of Job is much like the Psalms
But on a dark scale of contrast
O, how long must I go on
In trying to make this bittersweetness last
O, know then that you have crowned me
To surround me
With the not to be one to forgive and forget
O, my soul
Won't you be as my alternative outlet
By the lighting of another cigarette
O, does it seem a small thing unto you
To have eaten up good pasture with no regret
I stay afloat by such a word taken in...
Into Chapter Twenty (But For What?)
9-1-14
And to have drunk of your deep waters
By the portion of the righteous
We return not empty handed
From such fruitless slaughters
By the residue at your feet
And many sons and daughters
Behold, I am one to judge betwixt the fat and the lean
As this word I now read
Is the fairest mine eyes have seen
Therefore I will save my flock
And they will need not fear the color green
With an iron pen and lead
Forever, o, if these words were written
And so they are here and now
And today, O so they will be...
Fly
9-2-14
He doth fly away like a dream
Behold I, even I will partake in black coffee
In not need of cream
Until these grounds are scattered abroad
To fill my quota with the fermented grapes
Of another consciousness stream
By such a word
I had hope that it did not pertain to me
I'm afraid to say
It's just a pen
As so I will be at it again
He doth run away like a dream
I'll go when I'm good and ready
Going solo and rocking steady...
The Less
9-2-14
The less is blessed of the better
As so such a reply can only get wetter
Then Job answered and said
I can live with this
Bound in shackle and in fetter
All my close friends
Yeah, they love me
Voices say, O be gentle
As there are none above me
It's terrifying when I don't know
Are you getting all of this
Tossing the bone to a dog yet to growl
As I plead my discharge against me
While only by God's grace
I am what I am
In you and I....
On Job 19:20 (Look It Up)
9-2-14
Rock on, O righteous dude
And apply that tenacious attitude
My breath is but offensive
And I'm not in the mood
Come explore your dream's creation
Rock on, my man
In joy and elation
I cry aloud, there is no justice
To wake up lost in an empty town
I'm all set for the road come tomorrow
O, count me as a stranger
In that I learn to drown my sorrow
I have escaped by the skin of my teeth
And I have nothing left to lend or borrow
Because the papyrus of skin would perish in time
Rock on, my main man
And write again your rhyme...
9-1-14
Of my bougainvillaea
I'll be stretching my mouth
To let those big words come on out
Of South American shrubs and vines
To uproot without a doubt
Of the four o'clock family
We will catch it if we try
I will seek that which was lost
And bring again that which is driven away
Of my bougainvillea
Repungent and oppressive
I find my way to higher places safe and sound
And still sober
Observing a moment of silence
For this cause alone to acknowledge
The songs of cicadas for what they are
As Autumn equinox doth but approach us...
Ostentatious
9-1-14
And so I begin my nineteenth book
On a good note
To observe yellow and green crosses
Through closed eyes
To keep my fishing vessels afloat
O, how my heart yearns within me
Indigent and needy
As the scapegoat
And so I am gone
According to the word of this election
I will be as one to but vote
Observing another moment of silence
To judge between the cattle and the ram and the he goat
O, I cry out to you
Yet lacking my necessities
I am what I am
Destitute and impoverished
Yet to abound in more and more...
"How Long?"
9-1-14
The book of Job is much like the Psalms
But on a dark scale of contrast
O, how long must I go on
In trying to make this bittersweetness last
O, know then that you have crowned me
To surround me
With the not to be one to forgive and forget
O, my soul
Won't you be as my alternative outlet
By the lighting of another cigarette
O, does it seem a small thing unto you
To have eaten up good pasture with no regret
I stay afloat by such a word taken in...
Into Chapter Twenty (But For What?)
9-1-14
And to have drunk of your deep waters
By the portion of the righteous
We return not empty handed
From such fruitless slaughters
By the residue at your feet
And many sons and daughters
Behold, I am one to judge betwixt the fat and the lean
As this word I now read
Is the fairest mine eyes have seen
Therefore I will save my flock
And they will need not fear the color green
With an iron pen and lead
Forever, o, if these words were written
And so they are here and now
And today, O so they will be...
Fly
9-2-14
He doth fly away like a dream
Behold I, even I will partake in black coffee
In not need of cream
Until these grounds are scattered abroad
To fill my quota with the fermented grapes
Of another consciousness stream
By such a word
I had hope that it did not pertain to me
I'm afraid to say
It's just a pen
As so I will be at it again
He doth run away like a dream
I'll go when I'm good and ready
Going solo and rocking steady...
The Less
9-2-14
The less is blessed of the better
As so such a reply can only get wetter
Then Job answered and said
I can live with this
Bound in shackle and in fetter
All my close friends
Yeah, they love me
Voices say, O be gentle
As there are none above me
It's terrifying when I don't know
Are you getting all of this
Tossing the bone to a dog yet to growl
As I plead my discharge against me
While only by God's grace
I am what I am
In you and I....
On Job 19:20 (Look It Up)
9-2-14
Rock on, O righteous dude
And apply that tenacious attitude
My breath is but offensive
And I'm not in the mood
Come explore your dream's creation
Rock on, my man
In joy and elation
I cry aloud, there is no justice
To wake up lost in an empty town
I'm all set for the road come tomorrow
O, count me as a stranger
In that I learn to drown my sorrow
I have escaped by the skin of my teeth
And I have nothing left to lend or borrow
Because the papyrus of skin would perish in time
Rock on, my main man
And write again your rhyme...
Wednesday, September 10, 2014
lath
Lath
8-20-14
Of latticework
And of lath of our backing
For our plasters
And another fresh hot bath
For this support of our roofing
To but do the math
As Philistines are spread in the valley of Rephaim
To but go up and to fetch a compass
And be pardoned of all of such wrath
By these cascade sessions
That I yet review
O, go up
For I shall deliver them
Into your hand
O, I step on out of the water refreshed...
Trellis
8-20-14
Smiting Philistines
From Geba unto Gazer
To gather together our chosen men
To but gabble about
As sleep delays my life
Yet I will conquer this fear and its doubt
In my quick succession
I am far from being just and devout
Come the chime of noon
I choose another direct route
Yet to bring the ark up to Judah
And to but justify
Even Allah and Buddha
According to our trelliswork
I got my fix on my smoke
And on my perk
To support these growing vines
And to require not such wonders or signs...
Our Uzzah
8-20-14
The Lord's anger is kindled
Against our modern day Uzzah
I've seen the reigns and the eyes smote there
For his error in these lies
By plain pilaster
Of calamity and disaster
A baby cries because he cannot enunciate
What he means to say
Of hellos and goodbyes
As David plays upon instruments of fir wood
Upon psalteries and harps
And the inquiry of whys
Projected from a far wall
To but form its column
As this love never dies...
Penobscot
8-20-14
O, I see the beauty of the light of music
It's as rock and roll to me
As poetry by my pillar of voices
Talking somewhere in the house
About you and me
Drifting down the Penobscot
Where I can say that I love you a lot
As David dances before the Lord
But not according to what is not
Sometimes I feel like I can't even sing
Going yet six more paces
Towards by boundary between us
Girded in a linen ephod
O, I see the beauty
Of the light of music.....
Involvement (Risk)
8-20-14
Into the house of Obed-Edom
His household is but blessed
David is afraid of God
Is such a way with syllables yet to be stressed
In all enunciation
By the second chapter of the book of Acts
Concerning involvement
To but think upon such
So scares us away
In the light of a word such as left
The system is broken
According to what it might cost you
I know these barricades
By which our involvement requires a risk...
"... I Can't Say That I Don't Need You...."
8-20-14
I recognize the weapons
According to those similitudes
Beating spears into pruninghooks
Ye are the salt of the earth
I take on what I don't want to hear about
Concerning isolation
Being as many members but one body
I cannot say I have not need of you
O, let love be without dissimulation
Wherein I cannot deny it
To cleave to that which is good
This is my mistake
By mahogany and cedar wood
I raise the wall
Wherein I find my consolation
By a family that has been fragmented
We are all of one bread...
8-20-14
Of latticework
And of lath of our backing
For our plasters
And another fresh hot bath
For this support of our roofing
To but do the math
As Philistines are spread in the valley of Rephaim
To but go up and to fetch a compass
And be pardoned of all of such wrath
By these cascade sessions
That I yet review
O, go up
For I shall deliver them
Into your hand
O, I step on out of the water refreshed...
Trellis
8-20-14
Smiting Philistines
From Geba unto Gazer
To gather together our chosen men
To but gabble about
As sleep delays my life
Yet I will conquer this fear and its doubt
In my quick succession
I am far from being just and devout
Come the chime of noon
I choose another direct route
Yet to bring the ark up to Judah
And to but justify
Even Allah and Buddha
According to our trelliswork
I got my fix on my smoke
And on my perk
To support these growing vines
And to require not such wonders or signs...
Our Uzzah
8-20-14
The Lord's anger is kindled
Against our modern day Uzzah
I've seen the reigns and the eyes smote there
For his error in these lies
By plain pilaster
Of calamity and disaster
A baby cries because he cannot enunciate
What he means to say
Of hellos and goodbyes
As David plays upon instruments of fir wood
Upon psalteries and harps
And the inquiry of whys
Projected from a far wall
To but form its column
As this love never dies...
Penobscot
8-20-14
O, I see the beauty of the light of music
It's as rock and roll to me
As poetry by my pillar of voices
Talking somewhere in the house
About you and me
Drifting down the Penobscot
Where I can say that I love you a lot
As David dances before the Lord
But not according to what is not
Sometimes I feel like I can't even sing
Going yet six more paces
Towards by boundary between us
Girded in a linen ephod
O, I see the beauty
Of the light of music.....
Involvement (Risk)
8-20-14
Into the house of Obed-Edom
His household is but blessed
David is afraid of God
Is such a way with syllables yet to be stressed
In all enunciation
By the second chapter of the book of Acts
Concerning involvement
To but think upon such
So scares us away
In the light of a word such as left
The system is broken
According to what it might cost you
I know these barricades
By which our involvement requires a risk...
"... I Can't Say That I Don't Need You...."
8-20-14
I recognize the weapons
According to those similitudes
Beating spears into pruninghooks
Ye are the salt of the earth
I take on what I don't want to hear about
Concerning isolation
Being as many members but one body
I cannot say I have not need of you
O, let love be without dissimulation
Wherein I cannot deny it
To cleave to that which is good
This is my mistake
By mahogany and cedar wood
I raise the wall
Wherein I find my consolation
By a family that has been fragmented
We are all of one bread...
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