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 know just what I lack
Not today
Not written by pens blue and black
By my 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 under their expectation
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 the land of Israel
Remind me in 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 be yet 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 Idumea
To get the gist and the main idea
O, I repent and rehearse
O, praise you my God
As I lifted up my hand surely
They will bear their shame
As some of them are swept away
And which hath become a prey
And derision to the residue
Roundabout the throne
And I won't stand alone
I call my next book Pergamos
Lord willing...








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 that 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 your blessing
With my hammer upon my brad nail
Of Queen Mab or Titania
Of Shelley and Blake
God only gives me what I can handle
And I am still awake
Where the Christian religion is harsh
Like a Camel cigarette
Not 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 he was a man
O, settle it in your hearts
And step out to meet the van
Heaven is for sinners only
By the vine and the 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...