definition

Definition
6-4-12


Redefining athlete's foot
To serve as my newfangled mystery
Of a day where the weather is capricious
And the firmament is everchanging
Keeping my eyes on the cat that sits beside me
To redefine a sense of security
In the pleasure of the itch between my toes
As a part of my fetish
That makes me who I am
In nocturnal endeavors to heal...
















My Work
6-4-12


Reasoning and intellection
Seems to be the only work I can apply to life
On days of studies of this Word made flesh
Seeing that it is spiritual
When I don't give up on such a work
Counted as something
With material enough to be set for life
However one might define such a word with reasoning
And intellection of endless ideas
To keep me going in this
Where logic and emotion will yet meet up....




















Candy Month
6-4-12


Fondant and confectionaries
Are the theme for this June
Being that it is candy month
Where I can live on such
For a little while longer
With salt and sugar
To be in the stead of the trigger
That I need not pull
In that I am wise to be as the fool
Of fondant and confectionaries
As the heir of procrastination
And the king on a throne established by faith
Sweet to the taste....


















My Two Years So Far
6-4-12


My hope is the anchor of the soul
Sure and steadfast
When I wake again to my coffee
And then again in the evening I partake
Being with almost two years of sobriety
This is the work of my love for God
In any way I might know how
Not slothful in that I cover the ground
Upon which I stand confident
Where I take my seat on my throne of hope
As the anchor of my soul....


















Works Not Dead
6-4-12


And when I quote the Scripture
A portion of the Spirit will flow through me
Not me but He whom is in me
This will be my living work
To quicken all that appears to be as dead
Where early June this morning felt like autumn
Somehow in the humility with twigs blown from trees wet with rain
As words flow like rivers of oil
That lubricate my being
So that again I am made alive...










Voice To Share
6-4-12


There is a city built in South Michigan
With the name of Battle Creek
In that I know of a power
When I might be somewhat weak
As we learn again of how blessed are the meek
As my Dictaphone serves as another form of a voice today
I have to share with a late lunch to hold me over
To what is then that is not yet in view...