checkmate

Checkmate
9-2-14



Of computerized critics
Of 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 where I can no longer hear
Where water is scarce and I face my fear
As in their own image the 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 intricate 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 to 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 no Isaac
According to the promise of the burden
It will surely serve us well....










Workout
9-2-14


I work out my excuses
As if today were to be my last
To bury the world as it was
Going on another cheap and expensive fast
That the triumphing of the wicked is there
And I am left alone here to but admonish and exhort
O, he swallowed down riches
By a light of a Camel with its Newport
O, better luck next time, Lord willing
Come the chime of ten and extra filling
I work out my excuses
In my flesh known as personal appearance
O, the earth
O, begin the day with a friendly voice
I will work it out...








H.P.
9-2-14


Invisible airwaves crackle with life
With honest machinery making modern music
O, every high priest is taken from among men
By the fluent flow of my fountain pen
Compassed and beset
I tend to be one to forgive and forget
No man takes this honor unto himself
As one to but fret difficult chords
For many gods and many lords
I am expected to be more passionate the next time around
O, I think too much
By my hopes of female flowers
And to but pass in poetry these hours
All is vanity
For brewing and for medicine...










Bear With Me A Little Folly
4-2-14


O, bear with me that I may speak
I'm doing fantastic to but take another leak
All through your day, a prisoner in chains
Skies appear yet dreary and bleak
O, can a man be profitable
In that he will still but seek
The book of Job is always a good idea
And blessed are the meek
O, so you are fighting evil but walking the same
As so I will say with my conscience
O, blessed be the name
O, bear with me a little folly
And perfect and incomplete...










One Poem Written On The Second Floor
9-3-14


In twilight premature I am in labor
Following my holiday
A reason to celebrate
O, can a man be profitable to himself
And life was hard in the backseat
Riding down Eastern Boulevard
And all was discreet on Pine Street
I pray for them that they find their shelter
And something to eat
And Job will say in reply
I will not curse God and die
Like did my Ipod
And I will not tell a lie
Everything is dark
So why not accept it
As so I will give it another try....