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



























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