entertainer

Entertainer
2-27-11





Upon the waters of Egypt
Today I float
Casting my rod upon streams, rivers and ponds
Getting a taste of the words of my scapegoat
As the other sorcerers take up likewise
Their own magic wands
I take it slow today
And make of it a no brainer
Taking just a little bit of pride
In being the entertainer...








Stone Meets Wood
2-27-11


Stone meets Wood
Plastic meets glass
And for the first time in eleven years
I notice the perfection of her ass
Beauty is in the Beholder
As I see it to be more than skin deep
And still they say as of today
Still learning how to meditate and pray
Stepping back on the path
Choosing to be as Love
In order to be the Way....


















Space Funk
2-27-11


The fish in the river died
As the waters stunk
As today I refrain from bathing
So I can keep my funk
Space funk, I call it
As a new method of getting drunk
Without the flagon or flask
Without the glass of the draft
Reverencing words such as snatch and shaft
Liberated in this freedom
To express the decadent part of me today...










Putting It To The Test
2-27-11


Faced today with the challenges of life
Seen as opportunities
For spiritual practices  in relationships
In which I can claim to not be completely all alone
Putting it to the test
Taking out the garbage
Through the door facing west
Keeping my feet on the ground
Wishing you well
In saying I'll see you around
Facing some challenges of my own...








Trim
2-27-11


It's time for me to turn the calendar page over to March
And find new methods of digesting fiber, corn and starch
The things of earth grow strangely dim
Yet light will still shine upon the place
Where my mustache can use a little trim
She is my attitude today
A friend I can pass the time with
Where I write, study and jam out
Yet to learn what this is all about...








Mouth Of My River
2-27-11


Today is another day
In saying this I take three steps ahead
I missed out on breakfast
Yet in the formless manifestation
Of Being I am well fed
Making tea and adding honey
Where the mouth of my river is juicy and runny
This is good in a sense
That is beyond
The illusions of what we can see
Or even touch
As I must say out loud
That I like you and love you much....