melee

Melee
8-9-14


In the state of tumultuous confusion
Our melee and our struggle is but accepted as our standard
By this beautiful illusion to come to terms with
And share peace where there once was dispute
For the record I dream again of my nemesis
To but justify this conflict and make it my own
And find amends where the poet pretends
In the letters he sends
Right around sharp bends
We so make friends
And I gain a brother
O, am I God to kiss and make alive
So it is said quote on quote....








For Naaman
8-9-14


You can walk on points for style
You can choose to put on your face a smile
You can allow these sheep to meander in single file
You can walk in the shoes of your brother an extra mile
By the Zoire and its Likuta
We have money yet to spend
And vestures to rend
Developing this newfangled obsession
To quote this sound on sound word for word
In song and rhyme
By the dollar and dime
As he would recover from his leoprasy
Paid ten talents for such a healing
And to but taste of this labile emotion
Of ones higher feeling....








Euonymus
8-9-14


According to the message yet sent to us
We are to wash seven times in the river Jordan
In temperatures one hundred plus
Of which we have not seen
So far this summer quite miraculously
My our spindle thee grub
By our euonymus of line and shrub
Of this glossy evergreen
And cluster of orange fruits in abundance
And when you lose control
You reap the harvest that is sown
To but my bitterness
Yet renounce and disown
In open capsules that stand not on their own
Seeing this year not these extremes
Nor carved in stone...










Spindling
8-9-14


Of spindling, long, tall and slender
We see that we can know our victory in this surrender
Spindly, tall, thin and frail
By God's love that will not fail
And his word that won't return to us void
And laborers in the harvest
Yet to be hired and employed
Playing today my classic archives of Floyd
To but come to our house and our chariot
And to justify our Judas Iscariot
To say that even he did serve this purpose
Assuming a moment of silence for its continuity....










Thyratira
8-9-14


O, is he God to kill and to make alive
If I don't stand my own ground
Then how will I survive
O, how can I find my way out of this maze
And to but quote Scripture
For the rest of my days
If this is all I do in life then so be it
Standing at the door of the house of Elisha
It seems the thing to do is to isolate the winner
Where we come to know victory even in defeat
By melodies euphonious
Even in cacophony
O, he is God to kill and make alive....