intaglio

Intaglio
10-20-14


Whither the forerunner is for us
Whether our God will hate or adore us
As still the enemy doth but abhor us
We are a threat to all that he premeditates
To return from the slaughter of kings
To be but poor
And as one to be possessing all things
Giving one tenth part of all
By interpretation the king of peace
By hillside and by its brae
I plow on through the day
I bid you O, sweet afternoon
To be as one to never fall
I will keep knocking
Until I get an answer....










Intaglio (Part 2)
10-20-14


The bleeding stops upon my lower lip
And I beg God today for another good trip
To but join myself to my sup and sip
By all rotogravure
That is said to be hip
By a gem set in place
With this sunken design
By God and his grace
Of fifty months without my sweet wine
As opposed to ones carving in relief
Giving place to the liar
That no longer wants to be the thief
Come our critical explanation
And no more grief
The bleeding stops for a cause of itself
In maintaining faith and its belief...












Exegete
10-20-14


Skilled in my exegesis
As one to but recline here and now in pieces
Come this interpretation
Of theme and thesis
I find new meaning
In what once was a blur
As upon God I am leaning
In spite of this slur
Trying to read Child Harold's Pilgrimage
With a short span of attention
Still on my shelf in a thick red book
Smoking weed would change my whole life
Like sprig and spur concerning Irish orators
And their magistrates
There is more blessing than burden
In the things that God hates...












Dahlia
10-20-14


Bless O bless
Is all I know how to say of it
As I am one today to simply love it
In Dahlias and in gardens
By justification
And in pardons cultivated for its flowers
Given the muse of where I come from
Regarding last night's dreams
Of being there trying to ward off sorrows
That seem to be everywhere
As without all contradiction
I want to say that I don't care
In Dahlias and in gardens
And God's one thousand pardons
I am what I Am...










Off The Deep End
10-20-14


Going off the deep end
Broad and deep
Jamming out today to my pigs and sheep
As one to take by faith another quantum leap
Going back to Ramathaim-Zophim
And its precipice jagged and steep
By my attempt to be one exempt
O, you truly have a gift
May it not go to waste
Do something with it today
And tonight get some sleep
Putting on again an archive from seventy-two
As Hannah would have no children
And neither would you
By my next ordeal of my tomorrow
Try not to think ahead too far
In hopes to be real and true
Going off the end broad and deep
Come here and self advocacy that is due...


















Valet
10-20-14


They tend to mention Him as a higher power
In place of God
But who are they to say
By another almond budded rod
As my goal on such a day was silence
And to regard all that would be to me
Even and odd
I will decline from going to the social
Posted in the memorandum
It's only been three hours since my divine appointment
Like bricks of sod laid out in its admixture
It is evident that He sprang out of Judah
Of which nothing of is spoken
They tend to call him the higher power
In place of God
So be it...