post 40

Post Forty
2-25-15


Post forty
Another notebook from May of thirteen
Still a shorty
I mean what I say
And I say what I mean
Whom Jehovah remembers
I put forth my love
With Zechariah
With plans to read again the minor prophets
And rock on to present this message of love
In the ears of those still in exile
As I still am somehow
Where adversaries write to Darius
Between the Tigris and Euphrates
Our Babylon, our exile
Of all things yet vain
Of pleasure that comes with the pain
Such was my milestone better than a millstone
Post forty
And another study in Ezra
O, will I return but to what...








Festive
2-25-15


Of Haggai that is festive
Call me up and tell me that I'm not alone
With his message to the Jews returning from exile
Some are banished by their own conscious choice
Such as I still hearing such a voice
As one to both mourn and rejoice
To Darius, all peace
They want me to participate
Yet I have the right to decline
I smoke another cigarette
Not knowing where in the sand to draw that line
In a rundown bed and breakfast
A car with a seven year warranty
In the days of used to be
Of Haggai that is festive
I am not the partying type
At Achmetha my scroll is found....












Sixty Cubits Square
2-25-15


Of Cyrus the sun
I am not the one
To with you have some fun
To proclaim the temple to be rebuilt
Where wine and coffee for higher purposes is spilt
The Spirit caused me to turn back the pages
To embark on another study of the River that rages
And I try again when it comes to you
Of parrots permitted to perch on the top of their cages
This I must say is beautiful
Like the gate we are yet to enter
In sixty cubits square and laden with sin
This is the meat, the good stuff
In not need to retreat
I am not the one....








Adar Into Abib
2-25-15


Happy to be strong in my pet scorpion
I love her poison as if it were my medicine
In the month of Adar
Again I make it happen
Correlating all that is yet to follow
Of which month is this
For all beauty and bliss
O, may it not be in vain
To drink ones own piss
Of Aramaic stones of rolling
Still in bondage of bells to be tolling
Jesus please tell me that this was all for something
It happens to you and I
Next to a cat that would never hiss
And a row of new timber entering Abib
It comes to us quite soon
Overwhelmed again
By the waning of the moon
By expenses paid for
And the King's treasury
It really does not matter how....












Into The Next Shift
2-25-15


Will I come back from my exile
Lord willing
Putting behind me that extra mile
And time to be killing
By Ezra meaning help
For the lion and her whelp
Having a smoke in the attitude of gratitude
The head honchos are getting off their shift
Where anticipation will be my gift
In choosing to smile
Now is the first word of such a chapter
Where the temple is never finished
Not to add to it nor aught diminish
In the fifth month of Ab
I stay cool
As he who said there was no God
So is called the fool
O, will I come back from my exile
Or maybe go back to school
I record my dreams as I go
Where it is a strength to say that I don't know....










Only A Label
2-25-15


Start saying
Greater is He that is in you
Where confidence will yet save and win you
Assuming a moment of silence and solemnity
Trying to put a stop of talking about the past
To say every day
"I'm free to go my way"
Freedom has already been purchased
You don't need to function in your dysfunction
At another beautiful intersection and joyous junction
My brother calls me up again
But all I want right now is the pen
Whom the Son sets free is free indeed
Alcoholic is only a label
Not your identity
You are more determined
Than the enemy will ever be
We often invite the malady into our lives
It's only a label...