residuum

Residuum
9-2-14


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 an open door
On you I will not quit
O, quit ye like men
For peace and for war
By the ability to but recover
As resilience against adversity
All buoyance
Try it on
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 resile
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 to say that indeed 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 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 Ezekiel 34:24
9-2-14


Raising up for another plant of renown
Keeping verb tenses simple
In the usage of my proper noun
Another toy, yeah, we'll destroy
It's time to get real
And to claim ones joy
Not ready for the counting crows
Yet still I am a crass and green boy
The world could 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 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 the 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...