Sunday, August 30, 2015

axiom

Axiom
6-5-12


Axiomatic aphrodisiacs
Linger in thoughts of last night's dreams
Half remembered of games I would play in excess
In the days when I had no such appreciation
In my avarice that kept me going back
To the places where I would get the words to carry home with me
And pour them upon this page
As a bridge to reach the other shore in my own way...




























Half Page Number
6-6-12


Today seems as if it's a superstitious numerical event
If you choose to see it that way
Looking around this room in joy and sadness
Intermingled in that it is not good for a man to be alone
Knowing that they are all here to encourage us to follow our dreams....














































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































Four Twenty
6-6-12


Words are but signposts
To point to entities in the physical realm
Of beauty to be observed
By those who are in the Way
On their way to splendor
And four twenty rolls around
As I allow the chariots to pull out without me
In a physical sense
Yet my heart is with them
As I partake of coffee and beans at home
With my dear girl named after the unmerited favor
Inexhaustible and indeffigable
Tiring not in faithful flight
Present while absent
When this is what I choose...








On Nahum 3:17
6-6-12


The crowned are as locusts
That swarm in this imagination
Where a lonesome poet can rejoice
In the sorrow that meets up with joy
In God's love that will much more abound
Where right at home is my feast
When everyone is out at the park
Feeding to the ducks their bread
And I am content just to be here with my cat
In that I hope to quicken her indolent disposition
With the love at hand....








On Nahum 3:18
6-6-12


The people are scattered on the mountains
And no man regards
Where in a game of solitaire
I take not inventory of the suits upon my cards
Where in the game it's not about winning the hand
When all of such plays by the opponents are planned
As she judges my next move by my absence
And I accept what I choose in staying where I'm at
As the shepherd's slumber and the nobles
Choose to dwell in the dust....














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