murrain

Murrain
8-22-15


I get my exercise
Seventy-five paces
One hundred fifty round trip
Familiar faces
Stepping back in for my next sip
Bag packed for tomorrow's sermon
Seven back to back and good annotations
Revealing what is intended
Preach on
I give my last five dollars
Next plague, murrain
Godliness is great gain
When they go out the wheels go beside them
But not to pride them
Iron red horses we ride them
Let those that have charge of the city draw near
Defile the temple and fill the courts with the slain
Get out!








Out To Lunch
8-22-15


Out to lunch with Mother
Told to treat her right by a brother
The law states for us to love one another
Next plague of such, blains
And sugar running through all my veins
Down the list
Pestilence, hail and locusts
O, how they sing
You have feared the sword
So your offering you bring
To deliver you into the hands of strangers
Heeding not the warnings
Nor considering the dangers
Come the promise of the restoration
Of the remnant in the land
Keep writing poetry for the people
So she wrote along with her autograph
Back in the year of ninety-seven
Five places closer to my heaven
Yet inadvertent and heedless
Severing the hand of Goshen
All for the cause of deep emotion
I'll be out to lunch...












Sign Of Ezekiel's Preparation
8-22-15


Working in a house of green lights
Meaning go not one to clench a fist or pick fights
Not me, no, Pharaoh begs
O, entreat for me and I am not your foe
The candy woman is soon off her shift
And the day goes by, O so slow
Then a grievous hail to kill all cattle
I come in from Memphis
Where I learn to talk the jive
The love between us is platonic
As flax and barley is smitten
And my elder cat still thinks she's a kitten
In the land of Goshen it is safe and sound
A prince to be taken captive
I'll see you around...








On Genesis 18:6 (check this out)
8-22-15


Hear me, my old guitar
Another preceptor as a teacher
I plan to go far
As the expert and the specialist of who I am
In Christ
The man child is called Isaac
A ripple in still waters
Abraham laughed as lips again are chaffed
With the gold of sunshine
Chords played on a heart unstrung
In the plains of Mamre
Perhaps they're better of unsung
By three measures of meal
Knead it and make cakes
More than just a way to feel
Let it be known by snails and by snakes
No simple highway
Having eyes but does not see
Having ears but does not hear
You chose to lead must follow....










Full Captivity Near At Hand
8-22-15


Making sure I don't skip a page
Like an African gray parrot
With the privilege to sit on the top of his cage
They ate and were filled
For time not to hate but to be killed
Abraham intercedes
And many are thrilled
Sodom wicked
Not one righteous
In law one might be skilled
By the waterside I will rest my bones
Yet to plant a weeping willow
Sitting in the tent door
Only wanting more and more
God wants us to live life more abundantly
Yet a dandy and yet a fop
With a new attitude to cop
Excessively brushing my pony
That wants to grow up to be a racehorse
Like a highway sign showing you the way....