deutzia

On My Cay (the Deutzia)
6-2-15


One hour till departure
As a faithful and skillful archer
I pull the string and make my bow fly
In its trajectory
On the brink of volition
One thing leads to another
Clean sheets , the given
And this evening clean shirts
Sometimes the word to help so hurts
For at quintessence another cay
Another day, another way
And with madness the poet flirts
Composed of coral and the sands of the sea
For a multitude
O, set up the standard
And retire and stay not
I plant my deutzia
For the sake of the cultivation itself...




























Lox (Two Meanings)
6-2-15


The lion is come up from his thicket
And the tiger in tenacity purchases the ticket
To go and see a show
About what we already know
The truth is worth repeating
According to our Deuteronomy
By which to grow
As the restorer of the Gentiles
Is well on his way
As the Creator of words such as these
Has a lot to say
By lox and by our oxidizer and smoked salmon
She works for me on another night of excess
Plentiful, lively, active, vigorous and spry
I will not tell a lie
But that my friend I cannot promise....




























Cutting The Grass
6-2-15


Turning the podium over to my old school ipod
And it shall come to pass
That the hearts of all kings will perish
As a brother in my head still asks what do I cherish
By the heart of the prices
Of the power of the air
And the priest shall be astonished
You ask by what authority do I write these words
And all I know to say is I'm going to make it today
And it shall come to pass
By new mown smells of cut grass....








NT About Our Incarnation
6-2-15


Today it's electric
Of positive and negative terminals
Of my battery not for cajolery nor flattery
For this O, gird ye with sackcloth
Lament and heal
And no more quite as wroth
She gave me love every night and day
Half hour remains till I walk over
Some of the tracks will be put to work
On this new mission
Someone to live for
He is furious because he loves us today
By the incarnation
God becomes man
An island according to the geography
As part of the plan....










Word Made Flesh
6-2-15


Research Eugine Patterson
But for what
But that creation has been broken
Revealing himself again and again through us
Where humanity failed in hues of teal
In the news of what is real
I don't need to hear it today
For a better way to feel
I stick to my music
I stick to my guns
On a day almost as dark as night
Writing sixteen hours
The Word is made flesh
And dwelt among us
Turn the page and see more
Of our only begotten Father
Our Incarnation that became us....