britching

Britching
4-18-15


I go a britching
I'll not know yet what this means
In that it's not in the dictionary
These words will make you out and out
Looking inward
In order to hope we must first doubt
For the Briticism and its Gallicism
And neuroplasticity at work
Wanting my relationship with Jesus
To be more than just intellectual ascent
I lie down again to watch and pray
Stop here for awhile
For a good lunch with Mother
This can wait...








Gallicism
4-18-15


By the Briticism and its Gallicism
Not a grammatical error
Loving diversity
In no interest on war on terror
Of French idiom and its expression
I start my day all over again
And get back into the third gear of the rider mower
Having fun around those sharp corners
Don't forget to disengage the blade
Come the custom and trait
Of all love and hate
I will sanctify
And I will sit on high
But humble myself to be exalted
I'm ready to head on out for a lunch with Mother
I finally got some rest
Where I am sanctified in you before their eyes...










I Pass Muster (Take Five)
4-18-15


Waiting until after inspection
To move my writings back to my north wall
Praying I'm not busted for clutter
To my advocate I make my call
For I take you from among the heathen
Heaven is for sinners over
To bring you into your own land
So that even the blind, deaf and dumb might understand
I forgot to enjoy my cigarette
So I light up another one
Quarter per smoke roughly
And I miss my brother
Now I'm on my own
My personal trainer is off her shift tonight
And I'm glad that she got on me about it....










Stridulation
4-18-15


Off with the A.C.'s
To prop open my windows
Starting my day over with late Tull
Whom makes the flutes rock
A story with no such hole
By suspicious stridulation
Coming to acceptance to what is in the rasp
The scrape and its abrasion
To my virgin ears as if hearing it for the first time
As love casts out all fears
Then I will sprinkle you with clean water
And Gomer would have a daughter
Now you are my people
Even of shrill grating
The church is more than the steeple
Looking forward to crickets' songs
Of cool summer nights...








Phlegm
4-18-15


Phlegmatically I begin again
In hopes to stir up spirits low
On a perfect Saturday afternoon
And no more apathetic temperament
I stir it up as I am quickened with Spirit and life
By the crown and pride of drunkards of Ephraim
I was once and twice as such
Phlegmatically of the nature of abounding
In such a humor that surges through my blood
On the days I am less inspired
This is all I have to give
Then I will sprinkle you with clean water
Phlegmatically
I seek to come alive again...








Cabriolet
4-18-15


Riding my cabriolet into town
It's a rough travel west and east again
But God knows I'll live with it
Enjoying the view
Noticing new pubs and cafes
And places I would never visit on my own
This particular one has two back seats
And I share my comfort to those who are struggling
To sprinkle froth and sip the foam
And let out the fizz
And get in touch
With what is riding in my cabriolet
O, Jesus show us the way
Without ceasing I will pray
Another form of meditation
And focused thought upon space and silence
And no more violence...